Fatima POV
I can't really believe we just did that shit in the elevator. I'm telling you no man has ever made me feel that way. And I really loved my ex...but he couldn't even make me have an orgasm like Zac can.Maybe I really am falling for him. I can't though...I have to continue to guard my heart...
Fatima-I need a shot...
I say to myself as I pour a shot of liquor in the shot glass. I close my eyes as it burns down my throat. I pick up my phone to facetime Angela and Andi to check on Dani...
Andi-finally you call
Fatima-well hello to you
Angela-hey girl
Fatima-well I called to check on Dani...is my baby nephew here yet??
Andi-now you know you would've been the first to know girl...but she's definitely dilated so honestly we should be getting an update anytime now.
Fatima-damn i hope the little one holds off until tomorrow...
Angela-oh you'll be home tomorrow?
Fatima-yes mam.
Andi-soooo you know we need you to spill what the hell is really going on with you?
Fatima-uhmmm
Angela-um nothing Fatima...you know you normally call us more than what you have been doing this trip
Fatima-well first of all this is New York Fashion week...I am super busy.
Andi-Fatima stop. we know who has you occupied...why don't you want to tell us the details?
Angela-yeah i thought we were sisters
Fatima-I mean we are...y'all stop...it's nothing really.
Andi-how many times have y'all fucked?
Fatima-Andi!
Andi-what??
Angela-sis that was such a dani question...but i mean fatima for real? how many times?
Fatima-i'm honestly not talking about this with y'all right now.
Angela and Andi laugh, Fatima just shakes her head. They are cut off by a knock at the door...
Andi-well Angela that answers our question.
Fatima-Andi stop...it could be a worker or someone from the hotel...hold on y'all
She puts her phone on mute.
Fatima-who is it??
Zac-your future boyfriend.
Fatima smiles and rolls her eyes.
Fatima-um...im sorry...you have the wrong room.
Zac chuckles from the other side of the door.
Zac-man if you don't get yo ass up and answer this door girl.
Fatima-Zac why should I?
Zac-because you know you want too
Fatima-what? nope you can match your ass right on back down to your room.
Zac-Fatima stop...I'm just playing...come on I got shit in my hands answer the door yo.
Fatima reluctantly gets up, she takes her phone off mute.
Fatima-y'all...um I gotta go. I promise though Ill call y'all back tonight.
Angela-no she won't
Andi-not at all.
Fatima-bye...I love y'all.
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