The Bodyguard

Chapter o9

This chapter is dedicated to my best friend Shay. ( I have no idea how to tag people on here, but you know who you are girl.) I really didn't want to type this chapter, but she pushed me to do so. So here it is girl.

of course, charge all mistakes to the head and not the heart. (in my deaconess voice) lol.

Nami in the mm.

Chapter 9

Ivy

It had been about five days since the kiss and since Kellen had moved out. We didn't really see much of each other and as much as I'd hate to admit it, I kinda missed him. I'd been spending a lot more time with Micah since Kellen wasn't in the way anymore and he was spoiling me a lot more. I really liked his company and he always kept me on my toes. Just last night he took me out on a yacht date. I swear he was just perfect, but he just couldn't ignite a fire in me like Kellen could. Ever since the kiss we shared things have been kind of awkward between us. When he comes around we don't argue or anything, it's just silent, but not a comfortable silence. I guess we just didn't know what to say to each other.

Since I planned on spending the day at home by myself I decided to be free and comfortable. After getting out of the shower I slipped on my black lace bra and panty set and turned on my Pandora. I scrolled until I got to the Nicki Minaj station and connected my iPhone to the Bluetooth speaker. As I made my way to the kitchen Throw Some Mo' began to blast through the speakers. I threw my hands in the air and did a little twerk as I searched through the refrigerator.

Kellen

It had been a li' while since I last saw Ivy and she had a nigga head all fu.cked up. I couldn' belee I opened up ta ha like that and we actually shared a kiss. That's really the crazy part; I couldn' stand shawty and thea I was toungin' ha ass down like we had history wit each otha or some shit. Wheneva we came 'round each otha it was juh straight awkward. I ain' say too much and neitha did she. Honestly, ain' even know what ta say? I mean afta all this time hatin' each otha what do we say afta sharin' a kiss like that.

I ran a hand down my face ta clear my thoughts. I was headed ta ha house now to get the last bit of my things and I had ta go in thea wit a level head. She wasn't bout ta catch a nigga all in his feelings again. What I shared wit ha, I ain' shared wit nobody else. Of course niggas knew I was homeless, but nobody really knew how much luh I had fa G, or Snipe. Them niggas was like my fam, dawg. They the only ones that tried ta help a nigga out. That b.tch ass nigga Micah walked past me a few times an' I could hear his ass talkin' shit ta his homies. I'm sure he ain' too much rememba me, but I sholl rememba his ass. That's why aine like him to this day. Otha than him being bout as stuck up as Ivy ass, he juh gave me a bad vibe. Like the nigga was the feds or some.

I pulled to Ivy's apartment a few minutes later and parked my whip. I hopped out and made my way up ta ha door. I decided on knockin' ratha than usin' my key cause ain really stay here no more. I finally got me a spot a few blocks down in a nice li' apartment complex.

I could hear Rae Sremmurd featuring Nicki Minaj Throw Some Mo' blasting through the other side of the door. I knocked a few more times, then finally realized that she couldn't hear me. I sighed and used my key to open the door. I walked into the house and made sure to lock the door behind me. As I walked further into the house I noticed Ivy standing in the kitchen dancing in a black lace bra and matchin' panties. My d.ick instantly got hard just lookin' at ha. Babygirl was no where near skinny. She had some thick ass thighs and a nice fat ass to match and she damn sho knew ha to work it.

I smirked to myself slowly makin' my way further inta tha kitchen. I crept up behind her as quietly as I could and gripped her waist.

"Ahh shit!" she screamed and turned around clutching her chest. When she noticed it was just be she let out a deep breath. "Damnit Kellen you scared the hell outta me."