Fortune

Fortune~ Chapt. 12

Just in case anyone is a little confused about the time and what month it is or anything, I'm going to clarify. Alright. Morgan started school in August. In chapter nine it was about to be February. In chapter 10 there was an unintentional time gap of three weeks where Morgan and Chris weren't together, making it towards the end of February. Now it is March and I am not skipping anymore time.
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Fortune

Chapt. 12
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Christopher Maurice Brown

"Get off me," I managed to get Morgan off me for the third time. She kept coming back though. Like a damn leech on some Velcro or something.

"No," she whined.

This time she was holding on to me around my neck and had her legs wrapped around my waist from behind.

"Morgan."

"Yes baby?"

"What the hell is wrong with you? Stop all that whining you doing."

"Nothing. I just missed you," she kissed behind my ear.

"Ain't nobody tell yo ass to up and decide you ain't want me no more," I laughed.

We decided to go back to how things were. Well, Morgan decided that's what she wanted because I already knew.

After I taught her how to skate some weeks ago, she told me how she was feeling and it went from there. Nah, I ain't ask her to be my girlfriend or nothing. I honestly don't know why either.

"Let me answer the phone girl," I pushed her face away from mine. She kept trying to kiss me and I pressed my palm against her mouth.

"What's poppin' Soy Sauce?"

"What you and Morgan doing?"

I laughed. "How you know she wit' me?"

"Because ever since she got her lil' confused mind together she been with you a lot more. Now tell me what y'all doing."

"If you must know, we ain't really doin' much of anything. Just chillin' right now. Why?"

"Michael just ordered some pizza for me and I wanted y'all to come over here."

"Oh, aight. That's coo. I'll tell Morgan."

"Tell Morgan what," she pulled me down on top of her.

"So wants us to come over. Michael got pizza."

"Oh, okay."

"Yeah, we're coming. I'll let you know when we're on the way."

"Okay."

Before I could even hang up the phone good, Morgan grabbed it and tossed it on the other couch.

"I don't think I like the way you just threw my phone."

She shrugged and brought my face down to hers. "Gimme kiss."

I pecked her lips and she pouted. "What's wrong?"

"I said give me a kiss, not give me a peck. What kind of mess was that?"

I pressed my lips to her's and she wrapped her arms around my neck, deepening the kiss.

"You such a damn freak," I pulled away from her.

"Stop," she whined. "Where you going?"

"You need to go shower like you said you were gonna do an hour ago."