A confused Meek made his way back home after his radio interview. What he said on air slipped out honestly because that's how he felt. From his perspective he had put all his emotions into her and thought she was doing the same. He didn't understand what was happening, she hadn't returned any of his text and just like that she was gone.
He walked through the lobby talking on the phone with his cousin Tak and stared out onto the valet for a moment hoping to catch her climbing into a car for a chance to stop her. It was too late.
Tak: "what's goin on with you cuz? You wanna talk about what you said?"
Meek: "nah... I'm straight "
Tak: "alright ... (Dropping it) .. Well come thru today, we gonna be out north at my dad house"
Meek: "yea ... Yea.. (Unfocused) Ima call you"
He hung up and took what felt like The longest elevator ride took him up to his empty condo. As he entered he dropped his keys on the table and looked around at his living room that was dead silent.
Upset, he banged his hand on the wall and made a loud noise. "Fuck!" He shouted. Meek poured himself a drink and started scrolling through his call log for some female company. He didn't like being alone.
He was walking into his bedroom with his face buried in his phone. When he popped his head up he nearly dropped his drink. His mouth flew seeing Nicki sitting on the end of his bed in her bra and a pair of jeans resting her leg on her rolling luggage.
Meek: (stuttering) "what you still doin here??" (He smiled)
Nicki: "You begged me not to leave right? So I'm here..."
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Meek went towards the bed and hovered over her grabbing her hand and interlocking their fingers. Looking at her perky breast in the lace he licked his lips and pressed down on his crotch to control his erection. He leaned in to place a kiss on her lips and she turned her head so it landed on her cheek.
Meek: "I'm for real glad you stayed. You my main focus right now I don't want no bitch messing what we got up"
He tried to wrap his arm around her tiny frame but she respectfully declined and pulled her hand back.
Nicki: "Meek, if you had to put a title on us what would it be?" (Calmly folding her arms)
Meek: "I think we buildin...workin' on a relationship...I'm most definitely cuffin...why?
Nicki: "So you think us "Building" is a good enough relationship status to announce us to the public?"
