Chapter 3 - Friday Morning (The Day Out)

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Armani

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!!!!!!!!

That's all I been hearing for the last ten or fifteen minutes. I been trying to ignore it for the longest. I looked at my phone and the time read 10:20 A.M. Getting out of bed I grumbled "who the fuck is at my door this goddam early".

After I made it to the door, I swung it open full speed as I asked very loudly and angryly

"What the fuck do you want?"

"Carter what the hell you doing here; especially at this time of morning? You are interrupting my beauty sleep not that I need it of course. However, it never hurts to have extra beauty".

Carter just stood there smirking his famous smirk that I just wanted to slap of his face right about now.

"If you weren't so fucking sexy I would totally slap that smirk off your face, but instead I just want to suck on those pink juicy lips that's staring at me".

"Dam ma, still cocky and bold with yo shit ain't it"?

"And always will be daddy".

"Good to hear that, now go get dressed for our day out on the town. And where something casual like I told yo short ass".

"My nigga is you hard of hearing or what? I told you I was not going out with you and I meant what the fuck I said".

"Yeah yeah, whatever. Shawty either you can hop yo thick ass in the shower and get dressed or I will put you in the shower then dress you myself".

"Handle your business then my nigga" I said with a smirk. And that is just what he did.

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