Poetic justice

6.

Taraji's POV:

I rolled off him sweaty and out of breath.

Gosh what have I done.

How could I give it up on the first date..?

Was this technically even a date?

I looked over to see him staring at me.

What?

"Nothing you're just so amazing inside and out."

I giggled.

I guess you literally know how I would feel inside.

"I don't want you to think I used you."

I don't think that J I just feel like a slut for fucking you on the first date.

"Well you're not a slut. It just happened."

Well we can't let it happen again.

"Your wish. I'll respect it."

Well for the sake of our jobs we can't let it happen again of course.

"Mhm."

Are you mad?

"No I just hate how you're letting her get in your head."

"I used to be scared to do anything just like you. Now I say and or do whatever."

"One thing about it, ain't that many people gon put up with her attitude."

I guess you're right.

"But the decision is yours to make. I'll love you regardless."

Yeah.

Let's move on this subject is making me eh.

"Agreed, let's actually get something to eat."

Well first we shower.

"We?"

Yes we. I mean if I slept with you why not shower together?

I know what you look like and you know what I look like.

"Sounds good to me."

~meanwhile at Janet's house

Janet's POV:

"Alright I'm rea-"

"Janet Damita Jo Jackson why the hell aren't you dressed?"

I don't feel like it.

"Don't tell me you have your panties in a bunch because of your little girl toy?"

Maybe.

"Ugh Janet come on! You gave them time off."

Yeah but still YOU went and told her she could go home.

"Because this is a free country hello???"

I DON'T GIVE A FUCK.

"GIRL."

"You need to take a chill pill. Call them apologize in a professional way."