Not My Type

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Beverly Hills,CA

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Kamari sat In the meeting not being able to focus. Charlie sent him pictures of her outfit today an that alone could turn him on. He knew what he needed and that was Charlie but he what he wanted was to have fun with his old therapist.

Wants and needs are different, he just didn't know how to weight his option. " Kamari the drugs will be getting shipped out Wednesday meaning you will have your team meet with mines at the Gulf of Mexico border line. no funny business.. we both are two powerful man."

Kamari and Mr.Eli went over a few more things before he hung up the conference call .

Soraya sat in the office with him taking notes and letting his most brave workers know they will be meeting for drugs soon and start practicing for good aim, just incase. " Soraya ?" He wanted to ask from a friend point of view was his wife happy.

" yes , Mr. Don?"

" is she happy with me? When she around you guys do she speak of me like she happy ?" If he ended up slipping up , he wanted to have a excuse like " I felt like you wasn't happy with me" or "you wasn't there for me" but little did he know he couldn't manipulate Charlie to feel bad for your doings.

"that's something you will have to ask her sir, she's very private so she don't tell us much" after that Soraya grabbed all the paper work and walked out. Leaving kamari in his thoughts of a mind game he was battling with himself.

A man is like a kid they all have wants but their needs come first before u satisfy the things they want. You could be the perfect woman in the world but that doesn't mean he will do right by you.

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"How long are you here Rashad ?"  Rashad came sooner than expected but Charlie told kamari she was going to catch lunch with him. Her new driver still had to watch her like the old one. " for a while, I plan on moving out here change the scenery, kinda tired of Atlanta"

She nodded her head understanding what he meant by that. They talked about everything until the subject of Charlie not knowing how to drive came up. " so you can't drive ?"

" No, no one ever tried to teach me & my husband always got me a driver or drove"

"Damn yo Nigga packing, what he do ?" That question has Charlie thinking, she never asked kamari what he did nor did he bring up work. She just knew he had money.

" I can't answer that because I don't know" she scrunched her face realizing when kamari goes to work where do he go. " well let's go teach you how to drive" Rashad held up some i8 audi keys before he left money for the bill and a tip, they exited out the building.

Once they made it outside she told the driver to follow them and Rashad insisted finding a empty parking lot first before letting her get behind the wheel.

"Yo ass know which one the gas and which one the brakes ?"

" yes the small one is the gas and the big one is the brakes"

" so what leg you suppose to drive with ?"

"Right"

" okay well you ready my Nigga , put you foot on the brake to change gear first tho" Rashad let his seat back not even telling what Charlie to do. He just let her drive and if she fucked up then she just fucked up. They say the best way to learn is by teaching yourself and knowing you want to make it back safe.