Jug and Finesse

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Quinn's house in Visual .

Keshina

Me and Makaysia was getting gum and other things. She was dropping me off. I was the last one she dropped off out of Sharanda and me, and I was telling her how nervous I was.

She started talking, "Girl you gon be fine, don't even stress." I looked at her cockeyed. Like the fuck you mean don't stress? That's all I been doing since he asked.

We pulled up to Ja'Quinn's house and I pulled out a compact mirror, making sure my lipgloss was still shiny and my hair was good.

"Girl get your black ass up them stairs, got me wasting gas." she said, closing my mirror and unlocking the door for me to leave.

"Well damn," I said stepping out the car. As soon as I closed the door this girl sped off. I was gon thank her for the ride but she just left me.

I heard a skurt sound I looked and saw she swung around the corner, damn she feening for Trey.

I agree with Shantii when she says we need to relax until the boys make it official but at the same time it's hard to. I don't know how she can act so calm and collected 24/7 when it comes down to Jaylon.

But then again, having a past like hers where she was always being dogged out I can see why she doesn't want to rush anything.

I made my way up his porch, climbing up the 3 steps. With each step, I admired the exterior of his house. Homeboy house was popping. It looked to be about 2 stories high and well taken care of.

Soon as I reached his door, I started banging on the door like the police, "Um, hello hellllo anybody here!?" I asked, while looking through the peep hole.

I saw someone coming, so I backed up. The door swung open and I caught a whiff of his cologne. He smelled so good.

He was looking good too, he had on a black wife beater so I could see his abs through his tight shirt. His muscles were plump too. He hid something black behind his back before I could see. I raised an eyebrow.

"You can't be banging on nobody door like that. Is you crazy?" he took a step back from the door before walking into the house, expecting me to follow.

  "Unt, you really don't have to catch an attitude." I said before walking in the house. This nigga done lost his mind.

I looked around as if I owned the place. It looked better then the outside. Who ever decorated did a hell of a job. I headed into the living room where I heard noise coming from.

All I saw was candles, then some chips and dip, and I'm thinking to myself the fuck this nigga trying to get from me? He not getting no coochie, punani, vajayjay, coulo, and no pussy. Whatever you wanna call it, he ain't getting it.

Plus what the fuck I'ma do with some chips and dip, the fuck I'ma have to order me some food, a bitch gotta eat.

I saw him in the kitchen, I made my way to him and he looked at me, he came over to me and hugged me. "You smell good," he said, sniffing me up. That calmed me down a little. "Always do," I said.

I pulled out his arms, looking for some food. He said, "Why you always got an attitude?"

I laughed and said "Because I can.. shit, I mean you got a problem with it?

He laughed, "Nah you good. I like girls with a bad attitude."

I was happy he ain't call me 'ma' or some shit, that shit is soo lame to me. Like don't ever call me your damn ma, that big ass head aint fall out this pussy, so I most definitely ain't your ma.

I sat down on the couch and he came to sit besides me, I ain't like all this friendly shit- well I mean I do, but I don't know what his intentions are..

"I bet you do," I said, flipping my hair.

To cut the bullshit and get to the point I said "So what you trynna do? Fuck? Because I already told your ass I'm not with all that, and if you ain't hear me then, you better open up them ears and hear me now," I moved away from him a little bit.

He got mad and stood up, "Why all y'all females think I want one thing from you!" I guess he saw the look on my face because he piped down.

"I honestly just wanna get to know you more damn. A nigga can't get to know a female without wanting what's between her legs?" he said, catching an attitude.

"Wait- pause. Who is you yelling at? And how do you not expect me to catch a quick attitude when I see candles and shit. Things looking a little too sweet around here," I said, standing up too.

He just stood there and looked at me before shaking his head. "Aight I know we not together but I wanted to do something nice for you. You ready to beat my ass cause of some candles? What type of niggas you been fucking with?" he said, catching me off guard.

I stayed silent for a second. I ain't mean to jump on him like that but he ain't have to say that.

'What type of niggas you been fucking with'

Clearly all the wrong ones since I'm still single.

"Man whatever," I rolled my eyes before plopping on the couch. "So you gone chill for the rest of the night? I'm not gon get no attitude?" he asked.

After a second, I nodded.

He leaned down and gave me a small peck but when he pulled away, I pulled him back. He moved the chip and dip out our way while he sat on the couch. I laid him down so I was on top.

I was so into it. I lifted his shirt off his head and before we could go any farther he pushed me away a little and told me to chill.

"My bad," I blushed, wondering what the fuck just went through me. I never made moves on a nigga like that before.

I need to calm my little horny ass down. I'm glad he stopped us when he did cause I was boutta accept all the D.

"Nah you good. I'm just not trynna get in your jeans. It's not all about sex with me," he said, pulling his shirt down and after a minute I asked him, "So what we gon do, just sit here?"

I don't know about him but I'm mad horny and this silence not helping shit.

He got up and put in a CD. He was too quick so I wasn't able to see what it was called. I asked, "What movie is this?"

"Boys in the Hood," he said before pressing play. I nodded. "Get comfortable. Take off your shoes," he said before going in the kitchen and grabbing mad snacks. He placed it on the counter and I smiled. This damn sure beat them little chips and dip.

So I took my purse and my shoes off, and laid it in a row and he asked me "Can I sit next to you?" I nodded my head while smiling. It's cute he think he gotta ask.

Or maybe he just think I'ma jump on him again.

He put his arms around me, holding me while we was watching the movie.

Only thing running through my head was "if he don't move his arm, its gon be on and popping."

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CHAPTER 10 DONE (EDITED)
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Understand my writing style with Shantii and Keshina will differ. Keshina's has Southern roots, Shantii doesn't. I will express that in their POV'S. So stop asking me why Keshina sounds a certain way and Shantii doesn't.

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