Chapter 22 -

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WARNING: Sexual Content!

~•Zhari Giovanni Welsh•~

I left from Jay's house this morning and went home. It was now around 3 and I was sitting around my room with Apryl and Naijah discussing what I was going to wear to this date that Jay had planned for the two of us.

"I don't wanna wear anything from my closet. I don't have anything in there to wear anyways." I complained.

"All them damn clothes, bitch. You just wanna go shopping." Naijah accused.

"Maybe." I said with a slight chuckle. "Can we just go to A Bit Of Skirt." I questioned referring to a little boutique that had cute ass clothes.

"Fuck is that?" Apryl questioned.

"It's a clothing store. Just come on." I grabbed my phone, purse and keys before leaving out of my room with them following me out.

We left out the house and I locked the door behind me.

"Here, Apryl." I said tossing her my keys. "I don't feel like driving."

"Why didn't you give me the keys?" Naijah questioned as she mugged me.

"Because I'd like to keep my car if you don't mind." I responded. Naijah can drive it's just the way she drive will have you on edge.

"Whatever." She mumbled as Apryl pulled off.

"Love you, too, Naijah ."

I gave Apryl directions to the boutique and she drove to our destination while Wrist by Chris Brown blared through the speakers.

We made it there within 20 minutes. Apryl parked the car and we all got out and headed inside.

Looking around for a second, I decided to start conversation.

"So how was y'all dates?"

"I mean, it wasn't really a date. Tez just took me to a club. We had fun though." Naijah said.

I nodded and looked to Apryl for her response.

"Um, we went to a hotel." Apryl mumbled quickly.

"Apryl, please tell me you didn't." Naijah said.

"We did but the sex was really good so I don't see the problem." She said.

"Apryl, he's a hoe. Sex is all he wants. I don't think you can get a relationship out of him, baby girl." I told her.

"I mean, never say never, right? Anything can happen." She said with a shrug.

"We'll finish this talk later. I'm going to go try these things on." I said holding up the four dresses. I went to the dressing rooms setting my stuff down and began to strip.

The first dress showed entirely too much cleavage so it was a no go for sure. The second dress was gray and stopped just below my behind. I didn't like that much. The third dress was black and had thin straps. The bottom of the dress on the right side was longer than the left and there were straps over the boob part showing a little more cleavage but not a lot.

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