"you've gotta be fucking kidding me..." She picked up the lace panties from the side of the toilet.
"Bet." She said, heading to their shared closet.
Stoic, she grabbed all of the stuff that he came with in a box. It was clothing, his jewelry, and two pairs of shoes.
Since he wanted a harem, he could find someone who would want that with him. She was done. This was the second time he committed infidelity, and the nerve for him to cheat with his ex.
The locks were changed as soon as he left for the studio. She dropped the box at the bottom of the stoop and closed her door.
She even broke his favorite rollie before packing it.
She began to look at all the stuff she bought him, choosing to sell them. She made a pretty penny too.
"What the fuck?" She heard yh door close, a smirk appearing on her face. "Babe!" "Goodbye, Chris." She said calmly.
"Baby please let me explain.." he begged. "You cheated with your ex. What is there to explain?!" She shook her head.
"I'm done with you, Chris. Get the fuck on, bro!" She said. Rolling her eyes, she heard him pull out his keys.
The door didn't even budge. "And I changed the locks too. Have a nice life! Now go on before I call the police!" The girl then pulls out her phone to make a call, ignoring his pleas until she finally heard his car pull off.
Ring
Ring
"Hello?"
"Hey Lucky." She smiled.
"What's good withchu' baby?" She bit her bottom lip, explaining the situation at hand.
"You busy?" She asked.
"Nope. Send your location baby."
...
"Damn." She mumbled once she heard the doorbell ring. Tying her skirt taut, she answered the door.
"You look good." She compliments him, eyeing him up and down. Lucky had always been a fine man, she never denied it.
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"Want a sip?" He offered and Y/n pulled him inside by the shirt. "Please." She had a rough day.
He took his shoes off, placing them by the door before heading to the kitchen. "Can't believe homie did that though. I'm sorry about him." He really felt bad for her.
"Don't be, Lucky. He knew what he was doing. And he did it again when I gave him another chance. His loss." She shakes her head, being reminded of him caused her to block him from all of her socials. "I should've known though. He's Brent Faiyaz." She shook her head, the feelings finally hitting her.
Her phone was snatched from her hands,looking up to see Lucky in her space."what?"
His hands grasped her cheeks. The smell of coco butter filled her senses. His hands were gentle, supple compared to the hands of her ex.
"Look at me." He muttered. She do as she is told, eyes meeting his. Brown meeting brown.
"You sure you wanna do this, Lucky?" She asked. "If he won't treat you right, I will." He asserted.
With that said, her lips met his. Tasting the liquor and a hint of candy. "You-" "blowpops." He answered, chuckling.
"Gimme sugar." She commanded, grabbing him by his belt buckle.
