ʜᴇʀ ᴀꜱꜱɪꜱᴛᴀɴᴛ | ᴛᴀʀᴀꜱɪᴀ

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ᴛᴀʀᴀᴊɪ ʜᴇɴꜱᴏɴ
ᴊᴜɴᴇ 26, 2020

"thicker than a snicker. who would've known." she teased, pointing at my ass.

"fantasia, stop playing with me." i laughed.

"make me."

"you want me to, but im not gonna give into your little games yet."

"yet?" her smile grew.

"smile now, beg later."

"what does that mean?"

"you’ll find out." i took a sip of my wine.

"anyway, i have to shoot– wait. have you called them back about the apartment?"

"no, but sanaa called me and told me they were saying my name. i didn’t care to hear it– they’re probably just wondering why i quit."

"sanaa? why would she call instead of the manager or something?" she scrunched up her face.

"fix your pretty face..." i trailed off while grabbing her chin, bringing our lips together. that made her smile, "she only called to tell me that, mamas. nothing more."

"i dont mean to sound so insecure i just–"

"aht, pause. there’s nothing wrong with asking questions and seeking answers. you didn’t assume anything you simply asked– that’s progress, beauty."

"okay." she spoke softly, wrapping her arms around my neck while my hands sat in the crease of her back, "you smell good. is that a new scent?"

"thank you, but no, i dont have any fragrances on. that’s just dove soap, baby."

"hashtag i need that."

"i’m sorry?"

"oh no, i just saw my fans putting that in my comments on instagram. oh and speaking of instagram you know, after the shaderoom posted a picture of us hugging, people have been in the comments assuming things about me basically saying im "switching teams" now because i allegedly couldn't keep a man."

"you know how the internet likes to make up whatever lie they can to fit the narrative they’ve been painting of you for quite some time, but who cares? only you know the real, and that is all that matters. i say fuck the people."

"i stand with you."

"yeah, is the food almost done– what time is it?"

"uhh...." she trailed off checking her phone, "eight forty five."

"tab is bringing laila here at nine."

"baby, laila is upstairs sleeping."

"shes– wait, oh God." i held my forehead, "are you playing with me?"

"no, im serious. tab hasn't been here since yesterday."

"wow. nomore wine for– actually, i think im hungry now."

"i’ll fix our food. you grab the blanket and find a movie."

"deal."

after preparing everything, i went to check on laila. she was still sleeping. i left a kiss on her forehead and quietly walked back out.

tasia was under the blanket already, "she okay?"

"yeah, she’s fine. still asleep– you look so beautiful."

"thank you. so do you."

"mhm" the wine had me feeling some type of way, but i knew this wasn't how her first time should go or be. i just sat and relaxed under the blanket with her before pressing play.