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KENTRELL DESEAN GAULDEN Baton Rouge, LA | MAY 14TH 2022
As soon as the young man sat down, RaNiyah's scent invaded him and he had to close his eyes to stop from getting aroused.
After clearing his throat, he opened them back and tried to regain his composure.
"NeNe!" Carmen called from the front of he blacked out sedan.
He saw RaNiyah drag her head up and respond softly, "Yes, Carmen?"
Shitt, the soft ass voice. He thought.
"Why don't you make an Instagram today? And we can take you some cute pictures at the fair." Carmen smiled.
Kentrell turned his head and looked at her. She doesn't have an Instagram?
"No."
"Oh shit I said that out loud." Kentrell blushed when he saw her keeping eye contact with him and looked away. "You don't talk much?" He mumbled.
"Not much to talk about." She shrugged.
He nodded understanding where she came from, "Well if you need sum help settin' up yo Instagram I'a help you, pretty." He said softly, still not looking up at her.
When he didn't get a response, he kept his head down until he felt her soft hand and acrylics pulling his chin up to face her, "Look at me when you're speaking to me, you understand?"
Kentrell blushed softly and nodded.
RaNiyah gripped his chin tighter, "Gimmie a real response."
The young man swept his tongue on his bottom lip and bit it, "Y-yes ma'am." He stuttered.
RaNiyah let go is his chin softly, seeing his eyes glazed over. "Scoot closer." She whispered.
Kentrell blushed harder but was quick to scoot closer to the woman and get a better whiff of her cocoa butter and vanilla scent. He made sure to be respectful and leave some space between them, even if it wasn't much.
She hummed and handed him her phone. He slid up and found it didn't have a passcode, He began setting it up and looked up, locking eyes with her, "What you want yo passcode ta be?"
She shrugged nonchalantly but kept eye contact, "You make the passcode."
Kentrell couldn't help but look away as he got flustered and came up with something simple making sure to store it in her notes app if she forgot. He searched up his username on Instagram and followed himself before finally passed the phone back to it's owner.
RaNiyah softly took her phone back and began to search up Carmen's Instagram, following her as well. She heard Carmen squeal from the front of the car and simply chuckled.
