Lashay POV
Someone patting with my butt caused my eyes to flutter open. I try to turn my head back to see who it is but I'm too lazy to sit up and see.
The person continue to smack my butt and I groan in frustration.
"Trey! Chill the fuck out!"
"Girl what you talking about?"
I turn my head and Trey was standing by the bed in dress pants and his button up white shirt open. My eyes buck and I turn my head to see Piere curly hair sticking up.
"Ya!" He squeals and his little hand comes down on my butt, making a huge smack through the house.
"Piere!" I exclaim and he gurgles from behind me.
"Ay that's my ass boy." Trey says from beside me.
He picks Piere up off of me and he keeps giggling from behind me. He was so goofy.
"He a player in the making. That's what I'm talking about son." He says and grabs Piere's hand and makes it highfives his.
I shake my head at his childishness before turning over on my back and sitting up.
"What time is it?" I ask, rubbing the sleepiness out of my eyes.
"10:20. You need to hurry up and get ready."
I roll my eyes at him but end up getting out the bed anyway.
I walk past him playing with Piere on the bed and over to my dresser to grab my undergarments. Once I have everything I need for the bathroom, I go into the bathroom to take a quick shower.
I hear someone banging at the door as I put on my lotion.
"Wait a minute Trey!"
The banging continues and I sigh before pulling on my cotton bra.
Once I'm dressed in my undergarments, I open the bathroom door to see Piere laying on his belly in front of the door.
He looks up at me with his big brown eyes and little head wobbling.
"Come on P. Crawl to them titties."
I look up and Trey is smiling at Piere then looks up at me with a smile.
"You need to stop talking inappropriate in front of him. He's going to grow up talking like that." I say, bending down and picking him off of the floor.
"Titties ain't no inappropriate word. If anything, titties are a work of art. They should have a titty display in the museum. Shit I'll go to that."
"Tre-"
"Then titties are comfortable too. It's like built in pillows on y'all chest. Then milk can come out of it. Damn, titties be working miracles."
"Trey could you pleas-"
"Titty. That got a nice ring to it. Tittiesss." He says, moving his hands in a rainbow motion.
I burst out laughing at him and shake my head.
"I'm in love with a damn fool."
"And I'm in love with your titties."
"That bet not be the only thing you love about me." I say, sitting Piere down on the bed and walking over to the closet to pick out a dress. It always took me some time to find one since the closet was so big and full of clothes but I ended up finding one. It was a peach dress that stopped right after my knees. I topped that off with tan and dark brown shoes.
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Counseling My Thug (Discontinued)
RomanceLashay Dixon is a 21 year old independent, African American woman who is doing well in life. She is a child therapist at Counseling The Kids Inc. She tries her best to dodge men because she's witnessed how men can be dogs until she meets 24 year old...