Her Obsession

3.|| Date Night

ANYA MARIE RICHARDS
CHICAGO, IL
1 Month Later
Tuesday June 13•7:20pm

🔆"Can I go home with you?" She asked.

"Ny, I ain't working tonight, my cramps too fucking bad today." Yanna said grabbing her stomach lying on my bed. She convinced herself that my bed is also her bed for some reason but I ain't mind.

"It's cool, Imma tell Ryan you won't make it in tonight." I responded referring to our club manager. I sat on my bed and got on my phone scrolling through my Instagram DM's. Nothing but hungry ass niggas found their way to my shit. I never posted my lifestyle on social media, just selfies and hair tutorials here and there, nothing involving stripping.

I turned the tv down noticing Yanna fell asleep. I decided to get a lil nap in too since I had to work tonight. Before falling asleep, I decided to call D to see what he was doing.

"Wassup witchu?" He spoke with his deep voice.

"Hey, how you doing?" I asked with a smile plastered across my face like a little girl.

"I'm good baby, I'm in the office handling shit today. What you on?"

"Shit, my bed." I laughed and he did the same on the other end of the phone call. "Na for real, I'm just chillin. I wanted to call you before I took a lil nap that's all."

"Lemme find out you starting to fuck with a nigga."

"And you not fuckin with me?" I asked curiously.

"Shorty, you know I am. I been tryna take yo busy ass out but I know how shit be."

I shook my head at the thought of my schedule. Everyday except for Sundays and Wednesdays, I worked at the club from 10-3:30am.

"How next Wednesday sound?" I asked biting my lip hoping he'll say yes.

"That's cool. I'm picking the location though since you wanna make a nigga wait the way you been doing." He laughed.

"Whatever, that's fine." I blushed.

"Ight li baby, Imma text you I gotta handle some shit real quick." He said with shuffling in his background.

"Okay, enjoy your day if you don't hear from me by 10." I said.

"Ight boo, be safe out here." He said and it made me blush.

"Alright, you too handsome." I smiled and ended the call.

A smile was plastered on my face ending the call as I haven't blushed this much In a while. Yes, Tee gave me good dick and made me feel good but butterflies? No. I felt all kinds of butterflies with this man after the many calls we been having between each other. I can say I felt 'giddy' when his name popped up on my phone screen and shit. We haven't seen each other since he came to the club, but I was really looking forward to seeing him next week. Just then, sleep took over with D on my mind.

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DEWAYNE SAVON CARTER (D)
CHICAGO, IL
THE HOUSE OF SIGNATURES
Wednesday, June 20•6:49pm

I finished handling all my business around 5 today. I wasn't planning on staying as late as I did, so I had to rush home to get ready to take Ny out. Our reservation was at 9pm tonight at a nice ass hotel downtown that was about 98 stories up. I let her know to dress up, basically put that shit on which I knew she would.