When Kimora is forced to turn in her cheating ex-husband to his drug-dealing boss, she starts falling for the "bad guy" who actually turns out to be a girl with her own issues and flaws. Kimora isn't sure if she's into girls, what's it gonna take to...
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I gripped the steering wheel slightly as some niggaplayed loudly from my car's speakers. I glanced over at Kimora who was singing along to it, in her own little world.
While turning the volume down I sucked my teeth,
"Yo, what you got me listening to?"
Kimora looked over at me with that famous mug and let out a loud sigh,
"Why must you always talk?" she raised an eyebrow.
I chuckled,
"I just asked a question, mama. No need to get hostile." I smirked, deciding to fuck with her a little bit.
"Shut up. It's Lucky Daye." is all Kimora replied with.
"As in 'Today's my lucky day'?" I questioned, raising an eyebrow. Not even gon' lie, that was a genuine question.. ion' know who this nigga is.
Mora let out another sigh.
"You must not understand the meaning of shut up, huh?" she tilted her head.
I simply smirked at her before turning back forward to focus on the road,
"Just asking a question ma, is that a crime?" I asked, keeping my eyes forward.
"You definitely would know what a crime is, wouldn't you?" Mora smartly remarked.
I gripped my chest with my free hand and acted hurt.
"Shade?"
"Just asking a question, ma." Mora mocked me with a short laugh.
"Touché." I replied.
I held the door to my two story home in Savannah, Georgia open for Kimora to step inside. She mumbled a quick thank you and walked inside, taking a look around. The interior design was beautiful in my opinion so I knew that was surprising for Kimora.
Before she could step further into the house, I grabbed her shoulder.
"Take them shoes off, mama." I mumbled lowly, walking around her and father into the house.
