"she piss me off, somehow she still get, whatever she wants..."
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The elevator made its way to the top floor as Chris shook his head, beyond fuming. "Got me out here bout to knock niggas heads off and go to jail because you want to be a pain in my ass. This not what the fuck I meant by I missed yo' damn ass," He huffed exiting the elevator with her trailing behind.
A small laugh left her lips and that was enough to push him over the edge as he stopped walking for a second and turned around facing her, a playful grin on her face as she walked with him.
If it was anything she loved to do most, it was make him upset. And he loved to do the same to her as bad as he wouldn't admit it.
"You laughing and I'm not fucking joke with yo' ass," His raspy voice rang through her ears as they walked down the hall to the hotel room. Chris phone going off repeatedly from his friends blowing up his line as the afterparty was still going on, oblivious to the person who was supposed to be hosting disappearing.
A giggle left her lips not taking anything he says seriously, loving to have pissed him off. Taking the room key out to his suite, he opened the door before turning to look at her as she walked slowly towards him giving her a stone cold expression clearly irritated as fuck.
"Hurry the fuck up, yo!"
"Who are you talking to?" She questioned wondering who the hell he was cursing at because it wasn't her. No matter how mad he was.
"You. Now get ya' ass in this room." She purposely stopped walking and crossed her arms over her chest, giving him a hard time. Chris sighed and ran a hand down his face because she was definitely testing his patience completely. "You finna piss me off even more, bro. I'm telling you right now, you got one mo' time, my nigga."
"And what are you gonna do?" She smirked. "Because you damn sure not my dad,"
"Getcho' ass in this room, bro." His hand grabbed her arm and dragged her into the hotel suite with the smell of her perfume, his cologne, and weed still lingering from earlier before they headed out.
She scoffed and took her heels off, plopping down on the couch. Chris mad as hell, sexually frustrated, and tired from another long day angrily took off his jacket and hat as she just sat and watched wondering how to piss him off more.
"You really did your big one tonight, babygirl." He clapped aggressively, making her chuckle. "Fly yo' ass out to be with your man while he on tour for a few days and this the shit you do? Aight, you got it bro."
