Chapter 3

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Devontae was on my mind every since I left him hanging...And the part about it is I always got horny when I thought about him...

"Lik you ready to go or not" Nique asks.

" Yeah I'm ready" I reply

We were on our way to Adrianna's. And I must say we look damn good. I had on a red wrap-around dress and it was lace around my stomach and back with some black red bottom stilettos. And to top it off a black jacket..Did I mention my ass is phat with a small waist and stomach and nice size thighs...Yeah I'm bad and every bitch around me know it...

Nique didn't look bad herself with her all black wrap-around skirt and her studded bustier top and come-fuck-me boots...Yeah me and my girl was doing it and doing it well...

We finally made it Adrianna's and niggas was checking us out and bitches was mean-mugging.Yet I could care less I just wanted to let loose for lil bit.

Nique was soaking the shit up though

"Girl you see all these fine ass niggas in here" she says excitedly

I just rolled my eyes and went straight to the bar and got me a shot of Hennessey...

"Bitch dats all yo ass do is drink Hennessey " Nique says.

"And all yo ass do is Fuck" I shot back

"At least one of us is getting some dick" she says

All I could do was shake my head.One day her ass gone catch some shit. that's my girl and I love her but sometimes she can be a hoe.

She walks off to the dance floor I must admit my girl could dance . But she just need to get herself together.

I turned back around to finish my drink. I start to sway my hips to the music. Dance for you was playing. Thats's my shit. Then all of a sudden I feel some hands wrap around my waist. I try to turn around to slap who ever the fuck it is but he holds me tighter and I must admit it feels damn good.

"You miss me" He whispers

Damn how could I forget that damn voice.

"How could I miss something I never had" I reply

"You know this feels good right" I says

I couldn't even front it did feel good as hell, naw fuck hell more like heaven.

"Yeah it does but you have a girl and i don't want to come between that" I say seriously

"Look she ain't my girl iight she was just something to do" He says turning my face towards his.

"Look Devontae i'm not really looking for a relationship right now okay" I say

"Who said sumin about a relationship, we can be friends first and see where it goes from there"he says looking me in my eyes.

" Alright we can be just friends now since we just friends can you let me go" I tease

"Naw, I aint neva letting you go shorty" He says seriously

"Yeah we gone see"I say

"Shut yo ass up and dance wit a nigga" he says teasingly

He really don't know what the hell he in for. I can dance my ass off. I'll give beyonce ass a run for her money.

So we get to the dance floor and what do you fuckin know this nigga can really dance. Then the music switches to Cake by Travis Porter ...That's my shit..

I start to sing a long with the song and twerk at the same time..

"We in Kamal's, I'm finna ball on em"

"Magic City, we goin hard on em"

"Stroker's, we goin crazy"

"One time for my independent ladies"

Yes that is my shit...Yeah I know Devontae ass was shocked by my moves but what can I say... I would say I'm a bad bitch but I don't consider myself bitch at all well except when I'm mad...

"You ready to get out of here" he says over the music

"I can't leave my girl" I say

"I think yo girl already tooken care of" he says nodding his head towards the exit

I see Nique and some guy leaving the club. I guess she got her a ride home.

"Yeah I'm ready but I drove my truck up here and I ain't leaving my baby" I whine

I guess that's the damn achohol making me whine like a damn baby.

"Lik you ain't in no shape to be driving no damn where. What kind of truck you driving?" He asks

"A black-on-black Cadillac escalade" I reply

"Damn bay, you rolling like that" he says shocked

"What can i say, I like big things" I say flirtatiously

"Well you gone love me" he replys with a smirk

"Yeah,yeah,yeah just make sure whoever you got bringing my baby home, Don't fuck her up" I say seriously

"Shut yo lil short ass up and lets go" he says jokingly

"Don't be making fun of my height" I snap

This is what I call the beginning of love-hate friendship...With a fucking clown

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