Anais Jones
I really did love this man with every single bone in my body. He was so cute when he wanted to be. When he was all quiet and minding his business while he drove us around.I loved the way he flexed his jaw at a red light. All because he wanted to run it, knowing he couldn't. It was the littlest things that attracted me to him.
He clenched the steering wheel with both hands, taking deep breaths here and there. He was so fine. I really had one sexy ass man on my hands.
"COME THE FUCK ON MY NIGGA YOU DEAD ASS GETTING ME TIGHT. Y'ALL MAKING ME HOT. DRIVE THE FUCKING CAR." He yelled, poking his head out through the window. Then he repeatedly honked the horn.
I was taken back. His road rage was unbelievable. But it was so hot at the same time.
The person in front of us yelled back at him. "Va te faire foutre!"
Fuck you!
"Awwww hell nah. This nigga must wanna die today. I'll kill him and the nigga grandma sitting in the front seat. You know what..."
"Luca! Baby! Relax." I chuckled, resting my hand on his lap.
He sucked his teeth. "You right, you right. Let me calm down. But I swear to God if they go any slower, I might get arrested."
I rolled my eyes, smiling at him. He got on my last nerve but he was too cute so I was never really annoyed.
"I had fun with you tonight." I mentioned, thinking about the drive we just had.
He drove me around our entire city today. I was out here just sight seeing shit. Everything was so pretty and I was starting to love this city more and more.
Luca just made everything so romantic without even trying. He was almost too good to be true. It was really giving perfect relationship if I was being honest.
And to think, I was really trying to convince myself that I didn't like that man.
"I'm glad you did." He smiled. "And I already got our next luh date planned. Ima take you outside the city. We gone go to this lil spot I used to pass driving in and out of the city. Always wanted to go but could never find anyone to take."
"We should get some tattoos while we're at it." I suggested.
He nodded his head. "Yeah. I want my name tatted all over yo body again. I'm talking forehead, neck, back, ya ass cheeks, and on ya pussy lips."
"You're legit BUGGIN if you think I'm EVER gonna get your name tattooed on my kitty lips. You fuckin psychopath."
He laughed, rolling his eyes. He ain't take me serious not one bit.
"I'm serious!" I exclaimed.
He shrugged his shoulders. "Okay Anais."
He never failed to make me laugh. I couldn't even tell if he'd been joking or not. That was the funny part.
As soon as we came to a red light, him and I made eye contact. From there, we just stared at each other. I broke into a smile, automatically blushing. He just licked his lips and looked me up and down. He was so...ugh.
"You so fine." He sighed, turning back to the road once the light turned green again.
He left me flustered and happy with the compliment. Never failed. Known him this long and he never failed to make me feel like this. It was giving middle school crush. That's how I felt about him. Overly obsessed and believing that one day we were gonna get married and have more kids.
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WICKED: HEXED TWO || URBAN (CB)
General Fiction3 POV's Love triangle New location Same magic 🪄🔮✨ "...still wishin' that i was yo nigga." 🖤 i'm not good at the descriptions. y'all know this. skjskskskksk anyways enjoy. this is the last part to the "series" if you could even call it one.