"Should I wear this..?" I stood in front of Zahir in a peach dress with white Chanel strap heels:
Zahir looked up at me and looked away.
"Guess not." I sighed.
"Babe... That's a cookout.. You gon be in grass. Fuck you wearing heels for? You tryna sink?" Shaq walked in.
"Ugghhhhhhh" I rolled my eyes as i went back into my closet for the 30th
time.
"I don't see why you stressing yaself out for, ma... Who you tryna look good for?" He called after me.
"C'mon, Shaq... I always need to look good, you know that." I placed a French manicured nail between my teeth.
"True... So you leaving Zah here?" Shaq asked.
"Yeah, I'm only going to talk to August to arrange times to see him ... Plus, Zahir don't gotta be around weed, liquor, and half naked women. He'll be fine right here with you." I spoke finally finding a outfit.
"Ahhhh, he should be around the bitches. He can start maccin hoes early." Shaq laughed.
I came out my walk-in and grilled him.
"I'm just playing baby... kinda... Anyways, guess It's just gon be a guys day today, right Zahir?" Shaq said picking the little king up.
I grabbed my Adidas fit and threw it on, deciding to be cute and comfortable.
"Where's my gold chain..?" I asked, walking back out.
"Damn Run DMKami. You bout to go break dance?" Shaq teased.
"Ha..ha.. So funny." I rolled my eyes.
I found my chain and put it on.
"Nah you look good though, that's a cute outfit. Adidas should sponsor ya fine ass." Shaq eyed me.
"Baby, if they had plus sized models.." I said as I slipped my feet into the classics.
"Want me to help you take ya flexi rods out?" Shaq asked.
He was so cute.
I laughed as I grabbed my mascara and eyebrow kit. I don't wear make up, as I said before, but I do know all things essential to keeping a pretty face. Okay?
Shaq came behind me and one by one, undid every flexi rod, unleashing perfect curls.
He looked at me through my vanity, while I applied a light pink tinted MAC lipgloss.
"What..?" I asked.
"You're beautiful, Kamille. I'm glad we're together." He held my waist.
"Awww, thank you baby. Me too. I appreciate everything you do, my love." I smiled.
"Nah, you appreciate this dick I be providing." He cackled.
I pushed him away, playfully.
"Nah, I love you though, ma. Word. I love lil man over there too." Shaq looked over at Zah.
