WNBA Anthology

Spoil You (Angel Reese - Chicago Sky)

"When are you going to be in Chicago?"

"How soon do you want me in Chicago?"

Angel blushes, looking at the screen at the woman looking back at her, pausing her typing as she waits for a response.

"Neesha..."

"Just say the word, Baby Girl. I can be there by tonight."

"You're spoiling me."

"Isn't that what you told me you want? No, deserve?"

Angel smiles, nodding as Neesha types something before pressing a button on her phone.

"Henry: can you see if you can get me a flight to Chicago for tonight?"

"Of course, Miss Noir," he replies. "Do you have a preference at the time you leave?"

"I do still have to pack a bag so maybe something after 6 pm."

"Of course. I'll let you know when I find and book a flight. First class?"

"Yes please."

"On it!"

Henry disconnects as Neesha looks at Angel.

"I'll send you my hotel information once I book it. You want flowers?"

"Yes."

Neesha nods as she looks at her.

"I have a meeting soon, so I'll text you okay?"

"Okay. See you later?"

"Most definitely. Stay beautiful, Baby girl."

"I will," Angel replies, smiling as the call ends.

The call disconnects and Angel throws herself on the couch, squealing as she kicks her legs. Oh, Neesha isn't her girlfriend but she'd be damned to let her get away.

🌹 🌹 🌹

"Whose that?"

Angel looks up before nearly screaming at seeing Neesha standing there with a large Dior bag and a bouquet of red roses in her hand. She's wearing a casual fitted black suit with a matching shirt and white sneakers. Her locs are pulled back at the side and her glasses are on. She's looking at her phone before looking up and smiling.

Angel runs over to her, Neesha easily catching her and holding her waist as she spins them around. Neesha kisses her temple.

"For you."

Angel bounces as she takes the bag and flowers and Neesha takes her duffel bag.

"You ready to go?"

"Angel you not going to introduce us?" Lindsay questions, looking at Angel and Neesha.

"Oh, this Neesha Noir. She's my..."

"I'm her suitor," Neesha says, smiling at Chicago Sky. "Trying to win over your Bayou Barbie."