Touch Me, Tease Me

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- Mercedes First Person POV -

This woman is so beautiful. Y'all could think I'm doing too much but she's book smart, street smart, she has morals and she smells good. REAL heavy in the smell good. Like coconut and shit.

She was looking fixing and adjusting different things on the table while she talked to me. She was so passionate about what she was talking about. All I could say was "mhm" and "yeah" cause I just wanted her to keep talking.

Naomi: And I will never forget that. Last day of senior year, I had to line it up with four bitches back to back over a NIGGA. Mind you though, I didn't even date him. He wanted me so fucking bad but like he was a drop out and only came after school to see me.

Mercedes: Right, right.

Naomi: But, like I was saying four bitches over a nigga right and the type of bitch I am, I'm very honest. I whooped all they asses other than this one bitch. I did grow like two inches since high school so I was like 5'4 or 5'5 and I had to fight this one hefty ass girl. She had to be like 5'9 at LEAST. Not even gon' lie, she couldn't fight but her height helped her so it was a draw but as far as that I was so proud of myself.

She had finally looked up to look at me after a while. I was leaned over the table sipping my soda. She grinned at me, I grinned back.

Naomi: Sorry, I talk a lot sometimes.

Mercedes: Its okay, ma. You can sure tell a story.

She giggled. Pretty ass girl.

Naomi: Your turn. What's up with your life?

Mercedes: Uhh, I don't really get into much. I be chillin.

Naomi: Well, what have you done recently?

Mercedes: Uhh... I went to a funeral for my homeboy.

Naomi: Oh shit, I'm sorry.

She immediately reached over a put her hand over mine without a second thought.

Mercedes: He ain't deserve it. He got sucked into this life. This shit ain't no joke.

Naomi: Yeah, I understand... Would I have to worry about you..? Even as your friend?

Mercedes: To be honest, if you grow to actually care about me you'll worry no matter what. Not even for the shit I get into. I'd never put that on you though, you pick if you'll deal with it or not.

Naomi: I appreciate the transparency.

Mercedes: I ain't yo average hood nigga, baby. I have decency.

She started giggling all cute and shit.

Naomi: That's good to hear.

The waiter had came out with our food.

Naomi: Thank you so much.

Mercedes: Thank you.

She was about to start eating.

Mercedes: Woah, woah. You don't pray over your food?

Naomi: Uhh..no..? I'm not religious. I don't mind doing it with you though.

I reached my hands over to her. She held them and bowed her head.

Mercedes: Dear Lord, thank you for this food we're about to eat. We ask that you bless this food and continue to pave our faithful way. Amen.

Naomi: Amen.

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- Naomi Third Person POV -

Once they finished eating, they walked out towards their cars.