Follow the lives of high school sweethearts Ciara and Dominique. As they juggle being young parents and there careers. Ciara a budding WNBA superstar, and Dominique a former player turned TV analyst.
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The sounds of Rihanna's Anti album filled my car. I was on my way to my parents house to drop off DJ for the weekend. They still lived in the house I grew up in. They were having a sleepover with the grandkids. They loved having them around. Since Drew and I moved out, they always complained that the house was too quiet.
Jayla and Cam whisked DJ away as soon as we walked through the door, throwing a quick 'hey Auntie ' over their shoulders as they ran back into the backyard. I talked to my mom for a few minutes, while she prepared dinner.
"Where's Dad?"
"Out there making a mess in the garage. I found my dad on a rickety ladder pulling down a dusty box labeled 'home videos'.
"Don't hurt yourself old man." I laughed holding the ladder still as he climbed down.
"Hey princesa." He kissed my temple, setting the box down on one of the steps of the ladder. He picked up the case on top, it had 'Central vs Dominguez '08' scribbled on it.
"Remember this game?"
"How could I forget, I broke my pinky, and mom damn near fought a player."
Dominguez was known for playing dirty. I had gotten knocked down during a play and while I waited for my teammates to help me up. The center for Dominguez 'tripped' over my feet, falling on top of me she ended breaking my finger in the process.
"Her big ass fell on my child on purpose." He said changing his voice to sound like her. We both laughed at the memory
"Hey since you're here, you wanna keep any of that stuff. It's getting trashed." He nodded to a pile of boxes in the corner. He was turning part of the garage into a man cave, but needed to clear space.
"Daddy this is mostly Drew's stuff." He shook his head. I picked up the one box with my name on it.
"Alright bye daddy." I kissed his cheek walking out to my car.
I was almost out of the garage when something caught my eye. I adjusted the box I had and grabbed it and threw it in my trunk.
When I got home Dom was on the couch flipping through the channels.
"Hey." I kissed him quickly, setting the box on the floor.
"Hey baby." He responded, pulling me closer to him. "Whatcha got?
"Stuff from my parents house, I'll go through it later. I also found something for us to play with." I say slipping my hand under his shirt to rub his abs.
"Oh yeah?" He leaned down a little to kiss me.
"Mhm."
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