𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 | 𝐉𝐎𝐄𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐃𝐀$$

010.

SOUTH SIDE JAMAICA, QUEENS, NY.
January 1992.

"I will love you anyway, even if you cannot stay. I think you are the one for me, here is where you wanna be." Deanna sung along to Mary Jwhile cooking breakfast in her penthouse.

She was currently making her and Nique pancakes, eggs, and turkey bacon. Nique didn't eat pork so she had been catering to him a little. She had her hair placed in a wrap while she cooked in one of his t shirts.

"I wish you were my lover, but you act so undercover." Deanna moved her hips along to the slow beat while flipping the last 3 pancakes.

She often loved listening to Mary. She was fire and her music was so relatable considering she was a few years older than Deanna.

Popping a piece of bacon in her mouth, Deanna placed the pancakes on a plate with the rest of the pancakes in a stack. She moved in front of the fridge and grabbed condiments she needed. She grabbed syrup, whipped cream, and some fruits.

"Woah woahhh, Sweet thing. Don't you know you're my everything. Yes you are, yes you are babyyyy. Ahhhhhhhhhhh Oooooooohhhhh." She made Nique's plate, piling everything he loved on it.

"Love me now or I'll go crazy." She danced a little while pouring his orange juice in the cup and turning the stove off.

She felt a presence come up behind her in the kitchen. She could feel his arms sweep her off her feet and place her on the bar counter.

"Good morning baby." Nique looked up at her while she turned the speaker down in the kitchen.

"Good morning, I woke you up?" She looked at him while he shook his head no.

"No I gotta dip in a little bit. Block shit." He looked at her while she rolled her eyes hopping off the counter.

"Ya food right there, lock the door on your way out." She began to walk out of the kitchen.

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He followed behind her. He knew she had an attitude because he had to go. As much as he loved spending time with her. The block had to be ran he couldn't abandon it.

"Cmere, now." Nique stood while watching her continue walking in her bedroom.

He followed behind her and sat on the bed in her room. "I know you fuckin' heard me, come here."

Deanna blew her breath loudly and sat down next to him on the bed. She was aggravated, he always acted like he wanted to spend time just for him to leave as soon as he could.

Nique pulled her in his lap and sat up against the headboard. "Lose that fuckin' attitude and use ya mouth. Talk to me." He rubbed his hands across her back.

"You always come for a couple hours and dip. Just don't fuckin' come at all. I don't need you or anybody else to invade my space B." Deanna shrugged while he placed his hand on her neck.

"You don't want me here?" He asked while she looked down at him. He could feel her throbbing in her lap. "I can't fuckin' tell. You want me here all the time."

He brung her closer to his face, "You throbbing in my lap. You don't want me here, but she do." He muttered referring to her pussy.