My Hustle and Lover: COMPLETED ✅

Chapter 6

Samir's POV

It's been 3 months since August and I started talking. Everything has been going good. We talk to each other everyday and if we don't talk we text.

Right now I'm getting dress for work and August is suppose to be picking me up taking me. While ironing my shirt I heard a knock at my front door. Making my way downstairs I straighten my skirt and fixed my bra. As I looked through my peephole I seen August standing there laughing.

"Hell is he laughing at ?" I mumble as I unlocked my door opening it.

"Hey bab- Where the hell your shirt at ?"

"I ironing it before you-"

I cut myself off when I seen two guys standing behind him.

Quickly covering my chest I hid behind my front door.

"August really ?! You could have told me you had people wit you."

"Damn bro she fine as shit."

"Titts sitting right too"

Becoming uncomfortable , I frowned my face up at the guy that looks like a older version of August. This must be one of his brothers.

"Mel shut your ass up. Fuck wrong with you." August said while pushing him in his chest.

"What I'm just saying."

"Well can you stop just saying and show some respect"

I knew you could hear the attitude in my voice as I rolled my eyes hard.

"Bitch who the fuck-"

He was cut off by August shoving him down my porch steps.

"Fuck wrong with you man ? Show some fucking respect like she said."

I could hear the anger in his voice as I watched my baby place his hand behind his back. I realized that something he does when hes starting to get pissed.

Grabbing a hold to his wrist I made sure to stay covered behind the door.

"Come on baby I got to finish getting ready."

I pulled him into the house and away from his brother who was giving him the same stare.

"You can come in too....." I waited for him to say his name.

"Corey but everybody calls me Sneaks"

I giggled as I opened the door wider letting him in.

"I'm Samir ,you and Auggie with these alias names"

Corey looked at me strange as he stepped in my house leaving August's brother Mel outside by himself.

"Who the hell is Auggie ?"

"August" I said in a duh tone.

"Ugh ! Come on man finish getting dress"

August pulled me upstairs by my arm as I heard Corey dying laughing.

Making it back to my room he sat on my bed and watched me as I finished ironing my shirt. I could tell he was still mad about what happen between him and his brother. It bothered me too honestly , I never don't someone call me a bitch. Well to my face at least.

"Baby fix your face. Its not that serious. I'm okay"

"Man that shit not okay. Fuck wrong with him. Just going to come out and disrespect you like that. After I told him you ain't just some girl , that you impor-" He stopped himself.

Like he was getting ready to say something he was going to regret saying.

As I put my shirt on and buttoned it up I made my way over to him , standing to between his legs taking his face into my hands.