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Egypt POV
"Key it's so early." I whined.
"Fuck up." He popped me opening the door.
He dapped off some guy before some lights turned on. I looked around and saw the boxing ring in the middle frowning my face up.
"Tae you said we was going to the gym?" I crossed my arms.
"This the damn gym, come on." He grabbed my hand.
"Ow." I yanked back.
"We in a damn boxing ring, don't make me beat yo ass." He mugged me helping me up.
"It's 8 am." I frowned.
"I'm taking yo ass to breakfast after, and sending you shopping if you would hurry up." He smacked his lips.
"Shopping?" I smiled.
"Yes yo spoiled ass going shopping, put them on." He handed me some boxing gloves.
I put them on and he helped me velcro them. I smacked them together making him chuckle.
"Hit me." He stood back.
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"Huh?" I tilted my head.
"You ever got in a fight?" He asked.
"When I was in highschool yea." I nodded.
"Hit me." He shrugged.
I cocked my hand back and hit him while he stood there looking down at me.
"You win the fight?" He arched his eyebrow.
"Yes I did for your information." I rolled my eyes.
"Hit me again." He crossed his arms.
I hit him again and he busted out laughing while I looked at him.
"See tryna be all cute and wear that shit, ain't even hitting on nun." He laughed.
"My set is cute." I looked at my leggings and sports bra.
"Girl do better, one more try." He shook his head.
I hit his stomach and he sighed propping his hand on his hip.
"Forgive me for what I'm bout to do." He mumbled.
"Huh?" I leaned forward.
"You remember when I chose Karlie over you?" He said and my mouth dropped open.
"And you remember when I came out smelling like perfume and shit?" He chuckled.
"Oh when I left yo ass for damn near a month?" He rested against the edge of the ring.
"Or the club and ole girl?" He licked over his bottom lip.
"You bitch." I swung on him making him stubble.
"ALL. THE. SHIT. I. DO. FOR. YOU." I hit him in between each word.
I pushed him to the ground getting on top of him.
"I can't stand yo ass." I punched him in the cheek.
"Fuck on another bitch watch I kill you." I punched his chest.
He grabbed my hands restricting my arms. I panted out of breath trying to yank back from him.
"You done?" He tucked his bottom lip in.
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