Dating The Freemans 2

Part 14

<---- You guessed it. The beautiful Ming-Long-Dou. Shes Ok right?

Riley's Pov.

Me, Caesar and Cindy was sittin under an umbrella just near the boardwalk. Cindy stood up and sprinted. I thought it was just hormones or sumthin so we just left her.

She walks back, but this time with a sexy mullato and a black nigga. Huey sits down in Cindy's chair.

"Hey, guys," Jazzy says.

"Yo Jazz," Caesar responds.

I nod at her.

"C'mon Jazzy. Les go swim!" Cindy takes Jazmine's hands and pulls her towards the water.

Jazmine laughs and they run to the water.

"Damn nigga, Cindy fine as fuck," Caesar says watching the girls in the water.

I smile. "Don't get no ideas."

Caesar snorts. "Like I'd ever. Aye..." Caesar digs in his pockets and pulls out three dollars. "Can you go get me a smoothie."

I glare at him. "Nigga. I look like yo bitch?"

Huey sighs and takes the money. "I'll do it. Its better then listening to your conversation."

"Oh! Get me grape!" Caesar says.

Huey nods and walks to the mini bar. I let out a sigh.

In the distance, there's this fine hoe I see coming this way. She all Chinese and shit. She wears leggings and a sports bra that hugs her tits and shows her cleavage. Her long black hair is tied in a ponytail and sways side to side as she jogs.

She passes us and I make a low whistle. "Aye ma."

Caesar and the hoe glare at me. I know I'm wit sum one, but hey, I'm a gangster. Its basically mah job to eye bitches.

"Ignore him," Caesar says to the hoe.

She smiles at him. "You don't have to tell me twice."

Caesar's Pov.

We continue to smile at each other.

"Aye ya'll niggas get ah room," Riley interrupts.

The girl blushes. She starts jogging again. "Aye...uh...can I run with you?" I ask suddenly. I didn't mean to say that.

She stops for a moment and smiles at me again. "Sure."

I stand up and walk to her side.

"Aye! You don't leave ah homie brah!" Riley interjects.

"Sorry, I'll uh...be back," I say still looking at the beautiful Chinese girl.

We start running together, leaving Riley alone. We run in silence. "So uh...its a great day to be...running?" Ugh. I mentally slap myself. Its been a while since I've been in the game.

She laughs at my start of conversation. "Yes. I guess it is. I'm Ming by the way. Ming-Long-Dou."

"Caesar. Micheal Ceaser," I tell her.

"Ah. People address you by your surname?" she asks. I like her accent, its kind of a turn on.

"Yeah. I guess its just more catchy in a way..." Huh. I never really wondered why people don't call me Micheal.

"I like it. Caesar..." She smiles saying my name.

"How old are you, Ming?" I ask.

"Twenty years. And you?" YES!

"Twenty," I respond.

She giggles.

"What?"

"I like your accent. It is...different."

"Huh? Oh. I'm jamaican so...yeah. That should explain it."

She nods. As we run, we ask questions about each other. The first time she came here was to play kickball, she told me she injured her ankle and went back home with her Granddad. After it healed, she wanted to come back to the states and is currently studying here.

"You are so easy to talk to, Caesar!" she says. "Usually people call me stubborn and hard to get along with..."

I snort. "That's bullshit. I'm surprised your even still single. I mean-your gorgeous." I hope I ain't sound like a perv or nuthin.

Ming bites her lip and a blush forms from her neck up. "You think so?"

"Hell yeah!" I say. "And its obvious I'm right cuz, practically, all you Chinese look the same to me. In a way, your one of those who stand out."

I don't know how its possible, but her blush deepens. "Thank you, Caesar. You are quite the charmer, huh? I bet you have women everywhere."

"Actually..." I say. That's true in a way, but I've rejected them all. "I'm single."

"Oh!" she says. "That's hard to believe."

I raise an eyebrow. "Yeah? Whys that?"

Ming looks away. "You are also quiet..." she looks for the right word. "Attractive."

"You don't say," I say sarcastically.

Its flirting from there on. I like this bitch.