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STEVIE MCCAEIN
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DAYVON BENNETT
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"Yeah ma, those are the last of my things. I appreciate you and dad for helping me out. Lord knows I needed it." Stevie chuckled, hugging both her mom and dad.
Since her promotion she was now a licensed nurse, and she couldn't be more happier. She moved out of her townhome, and into a house that was owned and in her name.
Since going through her messy divorce, Stevie was on her own. She never really had to work, or deal with things involving money not to sound spoiled but her husband did all the work for her.
And once he left her to be with his mistress, she needed to upgrade fully. She didn't cry, she just let him because he was a waste of time to her in every way.
She stood outside for a minute, trying to get used to this weather it was really sunny. And her eyes were traveling to each apartment building from the other side of hers.
Until her eyes met a man, her was very muscular. He was wearing a wife-beater, his 2 strand twist were a ponytail, one of them were hanging out. And he was smoking a blunt.
He was already staring at her. Admiring such beauty he'd never seen, her hair was messy, lips were full and pink and she was overrall pretty to him.
She waved noticing he was looking, and he waved back before seeing her go back inside of her house shutting the door making him smile to himself.
In Stevie's house, she'd already paid people to set everything up for her. But she just had to move her clothes and shoes inside of her closet and she wasn't to big on fashion so it wouldn't take long.
She rubbed her hands putting her hair in a bun, getting ready to move stuff upstairs before a knock was at her door. And nobody knew where she lived besides her parents.
She took her hair out of her bun, before unlocking the door opening it seeing it was the man that was looking at her from across the street. "I couldn't help but notice that you just moved in?" He questioned.
"Yes sir I did." She answered, "well, I'm Dayvon and it's nice to meet you." He mumbled, holding his hand out for her to shake.
She took his hand, shaking it with a firm grip. "What's your name beautiful?" He flirted making her smile, "Stevie, nice to meet you dayvon. Wanna come in? I have to move some things so you know." She spoke.
"Yeah I wouldn't mind if you don't." He answered, before she opened the door fully. Inviting him in, and he gladly took it entering inside. "Good fashion taste." He commented.
"Thank you, thank you." She said smiling, "you know, if you need help getting things put away. 2 can do the job better then one." He spoke to her licking his lips.
"Oh no no, I just have boxes of clothes and things inside of her to go inside of my closet." She commented showing him the two boxes, that set in her gray living room.
"Even easier." Dayvon responded grabbing the two boxes, carrying them box upstairs. As Stevie followed behind him, "what room madam?" He questioned.
"Left sir." She chuckled as his hard headed tendencies, before she followed behind him as he put the boxes on her bed.
[ 2 hours later ]
"So what, she cheated on you with a football player after you did all her math homework?" She asked, drinking her sprite.
Her and Dayvon had finished setting up everything a while ago, but she just couldn't bring herself to let him go yet. They were hitting it off already.
"I'm telling you, I was heartbroken mane. So I snitched and told the teacher she was making me, and then she got the nigga trying to fight me only for him to get knocked out his socks." Dayvon explained making Stevie laugh.
"Mane you so pretty Stevie." Dayvon spoke moving her hair form her eye, she blushed slightly looking at him. "Thank you Dayvon." She spoke, his eyes focusing on hers.
The stare was feeling like eternity, he just couldn't take his eyes off of her. So he made the first move, leaning in for a kiss. And that he received.
The kiss was not fast, not that slow. Just right to him, her lips felt so good on top of his. The rhythm they kissed at was the perfect pace for each of the two.
"Lemme take you out Stevie, one night. All for you." He whispered kissing on her neck, Stevie hummed. "I like the sound of that, of course you can dayvon." She spoke.
The two both set up, "okay then, tommorow. 3 o clock no later then pretty." He spoke holding her chin making her nod, "see you soon handsome."
"See you." He spoke, kissing her cheek he left out of her room, walking down the stairs slipping his shoes back on and going back to his home.
"I love my new neighbor already." Dayvon mumbled, rubbing his hands as he walked across the street unlocking his door and walking inside of his home smiling.
