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The Heights Kris's house 8:25pm
"What I wanna know is what you doin out here, and how the hell are you able to afford a house like that?" I asked her sitting close to her.
"None of what you asked me is any of your business Kross." She poked my shoulder standing up.
"Stop staring at me." She rolled her eyes walking over to the kitchen in attempts to find food.
"Shit I can't." I told her honestly.
"Yes you can, the girl that wanted to fight me at the club was way thicker than me so what's your excuse?" She asked.
Sonia was no doubt thick as hell, like I said she was the thickest I've been with but Sonia wasn't Yara.
Yara on the other hand had a little waist that her hips just sunk into, the sexual tension was so high.
"She is, but her body ain't real."
"Regardless of what enhancements she's had done, she still looked pretty damn good." She voiced walking onto the back patio.
"No you look pretty damn good, all the niggas in my city have been noticing you and I don't like that." I told her standing directly behind her.
"I'm not yours though, so that's none of your business how other men feel about me." She smirked turning around grabbing my chin with her thumb and index finger.
"Wasn't you the one saying I was all up in your personal space?" I pushed her hand down.
"Practice what you preach mama." I fired up a blunt.
"I don't see how you smoke like this all day long." She crossed her arms.
Ignoring her, I changed the subject.
"Would you mind going on a walk with me, or is that too personal?" I asked her.
"No, that's fine I don't mind." She said following me out of the screened patio around the side of the house, back to the front gate.
Walking down the sidewalk I noticed Easy's little brother and his mother, Ms. Audrey going back and forth.
She popped the trunk of her car not long before looking back making sure she looked around for onlookers.
"What the hell is she up to?" Yara asked.
"It's obvious huh?" I asked her shaking my head only for her to run over to us yelling.
"Is this her?" She pointed at Yaralynn before going crazy.
"Stay your ass out of my parking spot!" She yelled pointing her finger at Yara who by now I had behind my back.
"You don't need to block me Kris I can handle myself." She walked about me eyeing the older woman.
"You'd know if I was in your parking spot because even if your old ass asked me to move, bitch I'd stay there!" She smirked.
Yara had a smart mouth.
"Oh chile please, all the women Kross has over here daily you ain't special by a long shot." She waived Yara off.
"Special, or not I don't give a damn, don't barge over here on bullshit about a street parking spot bitch." Yara told her before she continued to walk away.
"Stop staring at my ass." She pulled her shorts down but it didn't help.
"Yara you're cornbread fed like a bitch." I licked my lips.
"Boy." She scoffed walking faster.
Her ass bounced up and down with every step she took and I loved that shit.
