Formerly titled "dear you"
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32, Tremaine Maverick needed help around his office. Especially after his long time assistant Valerie went on maternity leave weeks ago. Fed up with firing thee sixth replacement sent to him that week, he was runni...
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Stevie smiled as she rolled her eyes. "Myles you better get him and I'm not playing. You bout' to be a widower," She threatened.
"Down, boy... Give my girl a second to respond. Go head, Stevie. Tell us how you and that fine ass man you call a boss locked lip's, and you didn't tell the gang!" Myles took his shot before biting into thee wedge of lime.
Stevie choked a bit as she slammed her shot glass down on the table. "Fuck you, okay?!? You better be glad it's your birthday, Mymy. Or I'd beat you up. First off as I told your hoe--"
"-- And it's giving real hoewife of Bronx! Pur," Ari lifted his hand to showoff his wedding ring. "What he say, Leah? She was what?" Ari instigated as he snickered.
"P-u-t-t-y," Leah cracked up.
Stevie fixed her glasses up on her face. "I hate all of yall, I swear to--"
"-- Oh there is he is, yall, he actually came out an lookin' mad fuckin' good too," Ari eagerly tapped his husband's shoulder to get his attention, just as they noticed the security guards letting Tremaine into the enterance.
Stevie looked over in the direction also seeing Tremaine. Slowly her lips pull into a soft smile before she looked away and grabbed her glass to take a sip of her drink. "Whew--"
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Myles looking up from his phone did a double glance. "Stevie, pookarooks? If you don't hunch that man and make us proud. I can't believe you're dogging him? him! Stevie c'mon do I have to write you some instructions! Look at what his mother pushed out. Mm,"
Stevie and her friends all turned their attention towards Tremaine, as he made his way through the establishment. "Yo, Tremaine? Tremaine?! Over here--" Ari waved him over to there two adjacent sections.
Chucking up his hand he gave a quick head nod, as he started to make his way across the lounge towards them.
"I gotta go to the bathroom--" Stevie stood up "No you don't. Sit yo' ass... I see you did come through tonight. Looking good might I add, 90's attire is totally your aesthetic," Ari smiled as he hold onto Stevie's hand squeezing it.
