"Ooh, ooh babe! Wanna share a bacon-wrapped turkey leg with me? If you don't, I'll have to finish the whole thing by myself."
I smirked, looking at the childlike happiness plastered all over my baby's face.
We were on a double date at the carnival with her old roommate, Michaela, and her dude Jimmy, who happened to be one of Andre's regulars for either weed or Molly or whatever.
Dre was always weird when it came to some of the guys he slung to, but they paid, so it was all good for me.
Either way, this Jimmy dude knew to keep his mouth shut when it came to my business. He knew there wouldn't be any talking shit if he didn't want his own dirty laundry aired out.
But when it came to Sky's bestie, Michaela, well... she was a little harder to win over.
Don't really blame her, though. In her eyes, it was like I just up and scooped Sky, which I did-- in a sense.
But after explaining the danger on campus for women that started over the summer, Michaela seemed to be #TeamTeo.
Not that there was an alternative.
Me and Sky... that was it.
End of story.
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As Sky ripped off another piece of the purple cotton candy that I just bought from a cart, I couldn't help but laugh a little to myself, shaking my head as I stopped, pulling her with me, by the belt loops on her jeans.
