"Your allure is a subtle temptation, a quiet seduction that lingers in the air. Every glance and gesture is a promise whispered on the wind-inviting, intoxicating, yet always just out of reach. It's a pull I can't escape, desire dressed in grace."
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I had thrown my hair up into a bun and grabbed my shoes. Coming out of the bathroom I kissed bey's head, and blue's and her stomach before grabbing my charger and creeping out of my bedroom down the stairs.
I was in a life or death situation because if I wasn't here she woke up I'd be fucked. I ran out the house and into Lori's car. My best friend called me at the ass crack of dawn to go somewhere with her.
And I only said yes because I hadn't seen her in so long.
"What the hell dot. Why'd you get in the car like that?" She asked looking at me crazy.
"Just drive!" I yelled and she sped through the gate down the hill. I don't even know why I did that like this was some get away.
"Girl why the hell you did that like I'm some run away driver." She asked.
"The real question is where are you taking me at the ass crazy of dawn like I don't have three kids and a wife at home." I said giving her a look.
She rolled her eyes and flipped me off.
"Speaking of that, I'm happy for you seriously. You look cozy." I squinted.
"Thank you , and I am. I can't say the same for you. You didn't tell me where we're going." I said.
"Could you just ride?" I rolled my eyes and sat back.
It was nearing about eleven in the morning. I'm tired!
"Let's talk about my boyfriend." She said.
"Which one is this? This the fourth one this week. Give it a rest mocha." I said.
"Don't even start with me because you had one bitch leaving the front and coming out the back and that's why we didn't work." She said and I turned swiftly in my seat.
"That's the story you're going with?" I asked and she nodded laughing.
"Sure it was me. I don't care I had the right to be a whore I was single and everyone knew about each other." I said.
"Sick." Lori said.
She pulled up to Starbucks and we got out.
"Every time I hit a coffee or any shop with you or my sisters in the morning. I get a death threat or a gun put to my neck." I said remembering when Beyoncé tried to kill me.
I still can't believe that shit, should I press charges?
"You only get them because you've picked up this friendly ass attitude and smile with every bitch." Lori said and I rolled my eyes.
"That ain't even true." We were walking and talking and a woman bumped into me. Just my luck.
