𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐄 ⎯ 𝐊𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊

𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞

at the hospital
2 : 44 pm
Bronx , New York

Enya sits at the receptionist desk, ready and waiting for work to finish. She was extremely exhausted from hanging out with Kay for these last few days, and it was finally starting to take a toll on her.

She sits there quietly, switching from different unimportant apps on her phone as she waited for time to speed up.

Not even a minute went by and she saw Jay text her.

Jay ♡

wya mama?
read at 2:52pm

work, why whats up?
read at 2:52pm

im trynna see you
read at 2:53pm

You started sharing locations with Jay ♡

Enya smiles as she sets her phone face-down on the desk. She was liking the attention she was receiving at the moment. Ever since she made up with Jay, their relationship has definitely changed for the better.

She did feel bad that she put him through that altercation with Kay, but luckily he got over it and forgave her. And that was all that mattered at the moment.

"Hey, mama." A familiar voice greets.

Enya lifts her head. Jay walks through the entrance with a bouquet of roses. Everyone in the hospital turned their heads to Jay's direction.

Enya sits there with a giant smile around her mouth. She stands from her chair, walking around the desk to give him a well deserved embrace.

He gently wraps his arms around her, slowly traveling his hands down to her butt. She immediately pulls away with a large smile still around her face. "We're in a hospital." She reminds him.

"My fault.. but I brought these for you." He says, handing the bouquet to her.

She smiles as she cups them tightly. "Thank you, they're beautiful." She replies while giving him a kiss.

Enya walks back around the desk, putting her roses down next to her as she settles back in her seat. Jay comes forward a little while starting to lean forward on the desk.

"You look good." He compliments.

Enya blushes a little. "Thank you.. you look good too." She says, examining him as she notices his fresh haircut. "I'm trynna take you out. What time you think you gon' be done?" He questions.

She shrugs. "It depends. My superiors be trippin' in here." Enya says with irritation starting to flow in her tone. He chuckles at her sudden attitude and straightens his posture.

"I understand. If I don't take you out tonight then tomorrow, but until then we can always chill at the studio." He recommends.

Enya smacks her teeth. "You always at the studio or the club. You never at home.. even when you at my house, we fuck and then you leave to the studio." Jay laughs at her comments.

"I'm a artist.. remember that, mama. If I wanna make it out of Harlem to do bigger and better things, then I need to be in the stu' twenty four seven." He says in a soft tone.