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"You so damn hardheaded for what, just stay your ass in the damn hotel Cassia. You don't know this nigga, and we not even home for you to be doing this shit." Cepheus spoke in annoyance, his eyes following her every room as she scrambled around the room.
"If you can give me a valid reason other than the fact that you're jealous, then I'll stay. Other than that, can you get out so I can change?" Running his hand down his face in frustration, he felt like he was talking to a brick wall.
"For one you do not know this nigga...like I just said, and I ain't going nowhere. I done seen every centimeter of your body before." Glancing up at him, Cassia only shrugged before gripping the ends of the oversized shirt she wore. Raising it over her head, she stared at her half naked body in the large mirror. Her red lace pantie/bra set being Cepheus' favorite aside from when she wore lingerie, and she was well aware of that.
"Keep your eyes above my shoulders." She spoke through the mirror, her eyes on Cepheus whose eyes were glued to her ass. Rolling her eyes, she grabbed one of the spare blankets to cover her body up, hating the feeling of his eyes in places they shouldn't be.
"Alright look, if you gon go on a date with that lame ass nigga-."
"You don't even know him..."
"He ain't me, so he lame. Now like I was saying, if you gon go on a date with that lame ass nigga, then you should at least let me eat it real quick. I'll get you off in like 5 minutes, if not less." Scrunching her face up, Cassia turned to look at him like he was crazy.
"Why would you-."
"Because you look so damn good right now." He mumbled, his eyes drinking her entire being in. It had been so long since she had even allowed him to see anything under her clothing, his lower half already beginning to feel aroused from the sight of her alone. "Man Cassia come on, this shit ain't even safe forreal."
Rolling her eyes, she grabbed her setting spray to finish off her makeup. Her hair already done but pinned up so her curls would be looser, Jamila helping her out with that.
"Although I'm sure most of you saying this is because you just don't want me to go, while the other small percentage is you actually being concerned...I honestly don't care. And by sitting here watching me get ready to go out with another man, you're only hurting yourself." She smiled, although she was far from amused or happy.
They had been going back and forth for going on 2 hours now. As she was doing her hair, as she was doing her makeup, he even went as far as sitting on the sink as she showered to continue on trying to convince her to stay, but Cassia wasn't hearing any of it. There was nothing he could've said or done to convince her not to go, especially not now when she was nearly ready.
