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(August and Samir outfits)
Samir POV
The weekend went by so fast I feel like Monday got here to soon. I'm literally terrified to go in that office today. Even though Trish , August , and other people will be there it's just the fact that I know he's going to be watching me.
"Baby you ready ?" I heard August ask from behind.
When I turned around I saw him putting on a thin black trench coat to go with his all black attire.
"Yes and you look good Auggie but I don't think you need jacket on it feels ok outside."
"Nah mama it go wiff da whole Mob look I'm trynna go for."
"Mob look ?"
"Yeah can't you tell ?"
I watched as he put on his shades giving me his most serious face. I couldn't help but laugh.
"More like men in black."
He sucked his teeth as he picked up his gun off the bed that I didn't even notice was there until now. Before I could even say anything about he beat me to it.
"Don't even say nun Samir."
I sighed.
Grabbing my purse and phone off the dresser and headed out the room.
"Please August behave. I'm already uncomfortable enough and remember this is my job."
"I hear you Mama. I ain't gonna say shit if he don't say shit."
Please God if you listening right now , please make Aaron keep his words , looks , and hands to himself today Amen.
Since August was driving it gave me time to really think about what could happen this morning. The more I thought the more I didn't want to go. I pray that this meeting goes by fast.
August free hand was resting in my thigh giving in a light squeeze every couple of minutes. For some reason that was actually calming me down a little. I guess just knowing he's going to be by my side the whole time makes things better. Finally pulling up in front of the building I haven't stepped foot in , in a week , my heart started to race again.
Breathe Samir just breathe. Everything's going to be ok.
Once he helped me out the car , he grabbed my hand with a tight grip leading me into the building. Neither of us were smiling and I could tell by the looks on people's faces we passed they knew not to speak.
August is a very intimidating person most of the time so I understood why people kept it moving. When we made it to my floor the first person we saw was Trish. She was standing at her desk like she was waiting on us.
"GoodMorning Ms. Jackson Mr. Raines."
"GoodMorning Latrisha."
August didn't say a word. Trish didn't take a personal though she knows who her brother gets.
"Everybody's in there ?" I asked.
"Yes Ma'ma they're just waiting on you."
"We'll lets get this show on the road. Ready August ?"
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