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📍𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐈𝐓, 𝐌𝐈
𝙹𝚄𝙽𝙴 𝟽𝚃𝙷, 𝟼:𝟹𝟶 𝙿𝙼
ᴇɴ ʀᴏᴜᴛᴇ ɪᴅᴛᴏᴡɴ

📍𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐈𝐓, 𝐌𝐈𝙹𝚄𝙽𝙴 𝟽𝚃𝙷, 𝟼:𝟹𝟶 𝙿𝙼 ᴇɴ ʀᴏᴜᴛᴇ ᴍɪᴅᴛᴏᴡɴ

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I bobbed my head, vibing to 2pac’s album on shuffle as I was on my way to see Kaela.

I wasn’t too busy, so I just thought, why not?

Princess even tried to hit me up so it’s clear she’s feeling that spark, just like I am.

And I already knew she was gonna try to act up cause of that phone call yesterday. I wanted to clear that up.

I parked next to her apartment building and FaceTimed her. She took a while to answer.

“Hey princess.”

“What you want?” She mugged and I raised my eyebrows at her.

“I know you not speaking to me with that attitude,” I said, causing her to scoff.

“Well sorry but I don’t know how to speak to niggas who hit on me but got a girl.”

“Quit being dramatic and come outside.” I straight faced her.

“What for?”

“I’m waiting for you.”

She rolled her eyes and hung up.

I hoped she was for real gonna come down and not make me wait for nothing.

I stepped out my car when I saw her coming and smiled as I walked towards her.

She looked gorgeous as usual.

I saw she was holding up her phone causing me to furrow my brows.

“You taking a video of me or something ma?” I asked.

She shook her head and turned her phone around, showing me that she was on FaceTime.

“This the nigga I was telling you about,” she said to her friend. “Trevon this Leilani-”

“Skilla baby,” the friend screamed, making me step back a little cause she was loud asf.

I found it weird though how her friend knew me but Kaela didn’t.

But I didn’t mind it cause I wanted a girl who could get to know me and not already have an opinion of me.

“Gurl, what you on about?” Kaela scrunched up her face, turning the screen back to herself.

“Of course you don’t know him, you only be listening to stupid rnb.”

“I don’t know why you geeking but I’ma call you back later, mwah,” she told her before hanging up and looking up at me with a mug.

“I’m sorry bout her. But anyway, what you doing here?” She crossed her arms.

“I don’t know, I just wanted to see your cute face.” I shrugged and held her waist.

“Ain’t you got a girlfriend?” She pouted.

“Where’d you get that from?” I asked, tilting my head.

“I tried calling you and-” She stopped herself making me chuckle.

“My sister picked up and you just assumed it’s my girl.” I finished.

“Nigga, you capping.” She hit my shoulder and smiled. “You deadass?”

I nodded, and she wrapped her arms around my neck, making me smile.

“How’d you even know it was me who called when I gave you the wrong digits?”

“I got your real ones from Shai and they ain’t match up with the ones you gave me.”

“Yea sorry bout that.” She blushed and bit her lower lip causing my dick to twitch.

“What was you calling for anyway?” I asked.

She shrugged and tried to pull away. “You said you wanted to see me and now you did, so bye.”

I chuckled, pulling her back and cupping her face while looking down at her beautiful eyes.

Everything about her is beautiful.

“Let’s go out,” I offered.

“Where to?”

“You hungry?” I asked and she nodded.

“We can go buy groceries so you cook for me.” I joked and she giggled, showing off her smile.

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