"Naomi, why are you sulking?" Casime asks. I shuffle past him with my face contorted in a look of displeasure. Since our conversation about becoming exclusive it seems that things have become intense between us. Kisses are now intertwined with more than just lust, on my end at least. I'm starting to catch real feelings. Now I just want her here everyday but I know Gabby is such a huge factor in her life and I don't want to be the reason her daughter see's her mother less. I'm not trying to get in between that bond but Jamar can kiss my ass. I guess I am just trying to figure our where do I fit in with her lifestyle. I have to remind myself that at some point, I am going to hit that wall that separates her dating life and her other life. Will she even entertain the thought of welding to the two?
"Well Amari, had to pull out on spending the night. Something about getting into it with Jamar." I pout.
"Oh, well that explains the flowers."
I nod, "yeah, she had them sent to the office to apologize." I stare at the vase on the kitchen counter filled with the bouquet of roses. Sweet gesture but I would rather have her fine ass next to me instead.
"That's cute."
"Yeah, speaking of cute where is my friend?" I ask with a teasing smile. More so just wanting to chase away my glum feeling. What better way than to pry into my best friend's business.
"Well Ravi should be on the way up actually. He is cooking me dinner tonight. You wanna join us? That man can get down in the kitchen." I watch Casime gush excitedly.
"As nice as that is, I'm going to pass and let you enjoy him privately. I will just order out and chill in my room. Out of sight and out of mind." I'm nosey but I don't want to spoil any possible fun for him.
"You sure?"
"Yes boy, now go open the door. He is knocking."
I stick around long enough to greet Ravi and joke a little. I can not express how happy I am for Casime. I haven't seen him this joyful in forever. I know that he and Ravi are taking things slow since Casime just came out of serious relationship but it's so plain to see that they are a good fit for one another. I am just waiting for them to become boyfriends so I can tell Casime 'I told you would find someone better than Jordan'. It's just a matter of time at this point.
Upon entering my bedroom, I decide that I would just kick back and watch tv. I didn't really bother texting Amari since last time I talked to her, she was in the middle of an argument with Jamar about her not being home like she use to be. I don't care to dig into their discussions considering I would rather her be single and just co-parent with him. I can't really blame him for not wanting to give her up though, Amari is incredible.
She is one of the most understanding and level headed people I know. Confidence and maturity pours off her in waves whenever she steps into any room. Amari is the type of person who would go out of her way to help anybody. Trust me- I would know considering that's how we met. She is so kind hearted. I like the fact that she loves corny jokes and retro television shows. She always smells incredible and her unblemished skin is ridiculously soft. She told me that she does use shea butter lotion but prefers scented oils. I know that she is into spiritual things like crystals, sage, and other things like that. However, she says she not that in depth with it. I don't know much about it but I can respect it even though I was raised Baptist.
Speaking of that, Thanksgiving is coming and my family has been blowing me up about flying down to be with them. I don't talk to them much considering my lifestyle isn't something they really care for but I know they love me. Moving away from them did wonders for my mental health and self esteem. Not to say that they are bad people but they drained a lot of my energy. My parents are still married, even though I know that my dad has cheated multiple times throughout the years. I couldn't see how my mom was able to forgive him but who am I to judge?
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Playing With Fire (Lesbian)(Not Edited)
General Fiction"Creating a bond with someone is always a risk. From the moment that the connection is acknowledged, a spark is ignited. Through subtle interactions of true interest in one another, that bond flourishes into a flame. Its only when pain, dishonesty...