Recap
Qasim
"Aye, let me find out yo prissy ass got a lil thug in you." He smirked, pulling on his beard.
"You ain't know!"
I laughed at the look on her face. She had her brows scrunched, and her lips poked out. I held my hands up.
"Don't beat me up thug life" I stated, as she rolled her eyes.
"You play entirely too much"
"That would be you" she pointed at me, passing me my plate.
"Dang, nothing to drink ma?"
"You have two working arms. You know exactly where everything is. Get to it" she smirked, making her way pass me.
"Keep playing with me O"
"What you gone do? Huh?" She yelled back, probably rolling her eyes.
One of these days I'm going to hem her little ass up.
I grabbed my glass and plate. O had her little palette laid out on the floor. At times, you couldn't tell me she wasn't a big kid.
"What you watching?"
"NCIS marathon." She replied, cheesing hard as hell.
O has a horrible obsession with anything crime, and forensics related. I thought it was cute, but I had to stay on my toes in case her crazy ass tried to pull a Snapped on me.
I sat on the couch, said my grace, and dug into my food. I was in heaven. The garlic bread was just right too. I looked up cause I could feel staring.
"What you looking at?" I smirked, since I knew what was running through her mind.
"How your mouth working that fork"
"You nasty, how was your day?"
She stared at me for a moment and licked her lips.
"Not my problem you give the best head I ever had" she retorted, shrugging her shoulders.
"My day was good. Your ex came to the shop with Dom. That was hilarious. Like, they were reaching to make me jealous. I ignored them until they were ready. They only purchased socks since Rina claimed they were the only cute items in my store." She replied, head tilted, staring at her nails.
She was dramatic and extra but that's what I liked about O. Once she gets comfortable she opens up a little more.
"You ran the register with that bored expression? What happened to customer service? I questioned, taking my glass and plate to the kitchen.
She was right on my heels like Trin. It was annoying yet cute.
"When you dealing with Rina and Dom customer service ends up being beat a bitch ass. It's not my fault you didn't want her." She huffed.
I washed my dishes placing them in the dish rack. I turned around leaning against the counter.
"Anything interesting happened to you?"
"I went to school. I found this little boy beating on this little girl. His dad has to be beating his mom, or even him. I told Mia, and checked her about coming at you sideways. She slapped me afterwards." I chuckled bitterly, gritting my teeth.
"You should've fell on the floor. Then start screaming oh my god, Jody you hit me....you hit me....you said you'd never hit me. Just cause a big ass scene." She smirked.
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Winter's Love
General FictionHoney Ortiz was raised with a silver spoon in her mouth. Stuck up doesn't even describe her. Always getting what she wants. No isn't in her vocabulary. 23 year old Qasim has always been a product of the street- matter of fact he is the streets! Born...