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AMARI MORRIS

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AMARI MORRIS



"your door" i smiled as dante opened the door for me, smiling making his dimples show.



"thank you" he walked in after me and i watched him walk up to the people but i started to get a bad feeling.



"Reservation for Jameson"



"right this way sir" he grabbed my hand and pulled me with him, following the girl till she got to a table on the outside part.


once we sat down, we both scanned the menu's for something to drink.



"whatchu wanna get?"


"a shirley temple" i shrugged. "i'm not big on milkshakes or any of that since i'm pregnant"



"damn namaari never give her mom a break huh?" i laughed and nodded, looking down at my stomach. "I know i already told you this, but you look beautiful, Amari. beyond that even" he grabbed my hand from across the table making my cheeks get hot as i smiled.



"You look pretty cute too" i teased and he smacked his teeth. "i'm playing. you look good, dante. you always do"



"You good? you been looking around all weird and shit" i heard him say as i looked around outside, my bad feeling getting even worse by the second.



that's when i saw it.


"excuse me" i stood up and went through the front door to where the cars are and once i saw him leaned on the side of his car, my anger just rose instantly.



"WHEN WILL YOU JUST LEAVE ME ALO-"



a kiss. that's all it took.


his hands gripped my waist and pulled me closer to him, deepening the kiss everytime i tried to pull away.



"Shar!" i pulled away and he looked behind me making me turn my head. "fuck go home now, Bashar. we can talk later or whatever the fuck you wanna do" i pushed him back to his car as dante walked towards us.



"bro you obsessed or sum? get off her ass!" he pushed pop making my eyes widen watching pop chuckle.



that's when pop punched dante right in the jaw, causing him to stumble back a little.


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