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| HOW LOVE WORKS |

| HOW LOVE WORKS |

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KENNEDY A. STEPHENS|

"Im sorry.. my grandma is sick and we're barely making enough to pay for her treatments." I said as I took small sips from the Bottle.

He just finished telling me stories about his childhood. I guess we reached the breaking point. He was open and honest with every question.

"I couldn't imagine my nana dying as I was at a sleepover. I'm sorry." I said drunkly.

"Come on." He said as he pulled into the driveway.

"Carry me. Im Not walking." I said laying my head on his seat trying to change the mood.

"Stop laughing." I smiled as he got out the car.

He opened my door and took the now empty bottle of Hennessy from my hand.

"You finished it." I said pointing at him.

I opened my arms and he picked me up. "You smell good." I complimented as I laid my face in his neck.

I could hear him unlocking the door, "everyone gone." He mumbled as we entered.

"So we Can fuck freely?" I asked.

"I have a condom." I said holding my bag in the air as he walked past the living room.

"Watchu got a condom fore?" He asked, taking us inside the elevator. I slowly got off him and look at him.

"You know it's best to be honest.. s-so imma be honest." I spoke.

"Me and him usually have sex at parties." I said honestly.

"And Im craving that feeling when one reaches that feeling of ecstasy .. that feeling In my stomach." I explained as the elevator opened.

"Why aren't you? You've been drinking with me." I said grabbing his shirt, pulling him towards his room.

"I neva said I wasn't but we ain't imma right place of mind." He replied as I twisted the door knob to his bedroom.

"Desean.." i said biting my nail, leading the way.

"Ion even know yo middle name." He laughed.

"I don't care, don't let this go to waste." I said, sitting him on the bed.

"Kennedy.." he said and i brought my hand to his lips.

"My middle name is Alice." I replied and he stared at me.

"Now, can we regret it in the morning." I added, straddling his lap, planting a wet kiss on his neck.

"Alice?" He asked and I nodded.

"Come on." I said looking at him.

"...You sho'?" He asked after a couple seconds of silence had past and I hummed in response.

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