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"Davidddddd oh my god this is the wrong kind." Nyiah whined, sitting the cup of ice on the dresser.
"Nyiah I literally went to the third machine like you said." He laughed at the pout on her face.
"From the right or left?" She asked.
"Left?" He kind of questioned, and she groaned in frustration, making him laugh.
"Move. You don't listen Omari." She dodged his hug, and he laughed, laying in his bed.
"So you finna go to sleep after getting me the wrong ice?" She frowned, seeing his breathing slow down.
"We can go get you some in like a hour." He sleepily mumbled, and she climbed on top of him.
"No Omari right now. Come on please." She kissed his jaw as he gripped her ass in his hands.
His phone rung, and he grabbed it off his dresser as Nyiah continued kissing his face.
"Wassup." Dave answered, biting his lip as she sucked the side of his neck.
"Nah, what you say?" He grabbed Nyiah's neck, trying to focus on his phone call, chuckling as he watched her pout.
"Nigga for fucking what?" He frowned, sitting up with Nyiah in his lap.
"Aight. Nigga I said aight. Fuck you." Dave laughed, before hanging up.
"Who was that?" She rubbed her face as he stretched.
"Zero. Let's go get yo ice, I gotta go see him real quick." He rasped, standing up with her.
She smiled, getting out of his arms and putting her crocs on.
"Zikani put some clothes on mama. I told you ion like you leaving the house like this." He pulled her back once she tried walking out of her room.
Nyiah decided not to argue with him, throwing some sweats on over her shorts.
"Thank you baby." He kissed the side of her face, and she smiled.
"You welcome. Now come onnnn." She pulled him out of the room, and he laughed, seeing her snatch Nala off the living room couch.
"Nala quit fucking scratching my couches up. Oh my god you need a cage." Nyiah frowned, lighting tapping her nose.
"She need to find somewhere else to stay. Hell." Dave mumbled, and Nyiah smacked her lips, putting Nala on her cat bed, following him out of the house.
He helped her in his truck, before getting in and pulling off.
"Ice is not even that important to be getting it from a certain machine." Dave glanced over at her.
"Yes it is. And you know exactly what machine to go to, I don't know why you decided to play dumb today." She mumbled, and he laughed, one of his hands resting on arm rest and the other on the wheel.
