That's Life

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Danny's POV

My name is Daniella but I go by Danny so if I hear my government we will have a problem. I'm a stud, fairly tall, under 6 feet but just tall enough to fuck your mom. I just woke up and I can feel that today is going to be a shitty day. I got a bad ass headache and I know everybody at work is just going to bother me with their stupidity.

OH! I forgot to tell you, I own my own clothing store, it's a place where any stud can shop freely without having to be scrutinized for being the the mens sections. Gay men also have the space to shop here as well. I initially opened the shop because I believed a lot of stores failed to provide clothes that fit me how I want. And if they did fit right they just weren't my style.

I got up getting my bluetooth speaker becuase I cannot shower without my music. I then get in the shower after looking at myself in the mirror for half an hour and singing to myself.

When I'm finally done I go in my closet to find a fit for the day, picking out some light ripped jeans and a white jersey with a pair of red and white Jordans.

I grab my keys and walk to my black and blue hummer. This bad boy is my baby and I will never let anything happen to her. I smile as I walk towards my beautiful car and turn on the radio after getting in.

While driving to work I remember that I have a potentially new worker, depending on how this interview goes. For some dumbass reason I thought speeding to the shop would make time speed up too.

And it didn't.

When I got to the shop I greet all my workers who are all gay, some guys and girls as well as two who are trans. This is like a whole gay palace, my gay palace that I like to call gayborhood.

As I'm walking to my office greeting everyone I stop and talk to my bestfriend Shey. She also is partial owner of the shop. She looks through application and handles the money while I do the interviews and make sure everything is straight within the store and workers.

"Nigga the girl is here for the interview and I say you should hire her."

"Why is that?" I say as I half laugh at her comment.

"Cause she fine as fuck nigga why else" That made us both laugh. I would believe her but the problem with Shey is that she likes studs and that's a no go for me.

I begin walking off towards y office and when I walked in I seen the back of the girls head who was obviously a stud. She had some nice hair it was long and looked soft and she didn't have a hair cut or a lineup, not that there's anything wrong with it.

I walk around my desk quietly, taking off my jacket and pulled my chair out so I can sit which causes her to stand to put her phone away in her pocket.

Both of us make eye contact and just stare at each other. I observe her and could tell she was nervous but I cannot say that I didn't like her style. It spoke for itself and makes you wanna now more about her and I like it. It would be right for the store.

As my eyes trail up, scanning her clothes one last time, I notice her hand slightly shiver causing me to immediately make eye contact and I began moving papers around my desk.

"Hi..." I trailed not know her name exactly.

"Jasmine. Jasmine White." She stated very bland and quiet.

"Daniella Ross but, please call me Danny." I say with rising levels of curiosity.

Jasmine's POV

"Okay. Thank you for coming in and you got the job, be back tomorrow to start your shift."

I stand up again to shake her hand more than ready to leave. She just kept staring at me and I know it was because she was trying to decipher why I was so quiet. I could tell by how everytime she asked me something, she would add a question onto the original question so she could get more than three word answers from me. I'm used to it really, everyone does it but her ass was sexy as fuck and her stare had a nigga shook and low...highkey wet.

I was out of her office with her slowly trailing behind and the same girl from when I came in was staring at me like she wanted something. I start getting closer to the exit and I hear Danny speak.

"Nigga stop starin at her. Over here looking hungry with yo thirsty ass, fuck being hungry you look like you ain't had a meal all your life with your starving looking ass."

"Shut. The fuck. Up. You always gotta chop a niggas pride."

"That's my job baby"

I finally walk out the store with a smirk on my face from what Danny just said like I didn't hear anything.

I get in my car and could see in the store. The stud walked away and Danny was looking into my car while I backed out of the mini lot like nothing happened and looked my lightskin ass home. This gon' be a long couple of months.