~ Mercedes Third Person POV ~
12pm
Mercedes and Naomi walked out of her apartment complex together. He walked her to her car and opened the door for her. When she got in, he bent down to kiss her.
Naomi: Later, baby.
Mercedes: See you, ma.
He closed her door and walked over to his car. He was about to open the drivers side door when he felt off. He looked around, he didn't see anyone. He quickly got in his car and started the engine. That's when he saw him. The guy from the stop light the night White Boy was shot. Once Mercedes saw him, the guy drove off.
Mercedes: Fucking weirdo.
Mercedes drove off.
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~ Naomi Third Person POV ~
Naomi was on the phone with Chanel as she was driving.
Naomi: Girl, yes. I was so upset I got drunk off three fucking shots.
Chanel started laughing.
"Lightweight ass."
Naomi giggled.
Naomi: Not too fucking much.
"Well what after that? Cause you was so excited to tell me."
Naomi: Bitchhh.
Naomi felt butterflies like the moment was happening again.
Naomi: He told me he loved me.
Chanel gasped.
"HE SAID WHAAAT?"
Naomi: Yess and he said it three damn times.
"Oh my fucking goddd! How cute, boo!"
Naomi was blushing.
"Y'all got a lil happy ending."
Naomi: I mean we at a stop though. I don't even know what we are.
"Seems to me it's getting close to official."
Naomi: He said he taking me out so we can situate things. I'm sort of excited.
"Seeing you with this spark once again is so nice. I actually love this for you."
Naomi: Yes baby. Good dick and he act right. I think I'm in love.
"The big phrase? Loving someone and being in love is two different things, love."
Naomi: I know but honestly, I feel it. Whenever I see him, think about him, even feel him. He's just so...
"You're head over heels, girl."
Naomi: I'm down bad.
They laughed.
"Let's talk later though. I gotta leave out."
Naomi: Alright, I'm bouta go in this grocery store anyway."
"Alright, babes. Love you."
Naomi: Love you too, babe.
Chanel hung up the phone. Naomi parked in the grocery store lot.
~~~
Naomi pushed her cart and as she was picked out fruit, a guy walked up to her. He was a little taller than her, and darkskin with waves.
Wicked: What's up witchu?
Naomi looked at him.
Wicked: You can't speak?
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Touch Me, Tease Me
RomanceNaomi was from Southside Cali, not the good part, but the hood part. Having to hold herself up for most of her life, she's pretty solid. After dreaming of being an entrepreneur for years, she's finally pursing so. Things seem to be right on track ju...
