Daddy's Little Girl

c h a p t e r 13

(Paris:)

I looked at Rios from the doorway as he slightly snored in our big, white bed.

It had been two weeks that I moved to California with Rios and everything was perfect. Working as a video vixen wouldn’t start until tomarrow, and today was Rios’s birthday. I already had our day planned out, even though he had to set up a little bit for tomarrow.

Having been in L.A with Rios, Camilla, and Grapez, I hadn’t forgot about my family in New York. I talk to Jazmine and Pookie every other day, and Nino occasionally. I hadn’t had any contact with my mama, granny, or Maurice, though. I guess they gave up tryna to reach me, and I’ll admit it hurts. But, it’s going alot smoother without their protection twenty-four seven. I still sleep in Maurice’s tshirts, and sometimes talk to it when Rios is gone, only because I miss him so much. I believe it’s my first stage of homesickness and I’ll get over it.

I made my way over to Rios and gently pulled the covers off of him. I crawled onto his body, sitting upright on his hips. I looked down at him and smiled to myself. Paris, you did real good.

I leaned forward and placed my lips on his as he slept. I deepened our kiss as my tongue slowly glided against his lips. Grunting against my lips, Rios opened his mouth and I slipped my tongue into his mouth. He placed his hands in my hips, as we kissed, rotating our heads in different directions. His morning wood began lifting itself onto the small boyshorts I was wearing, and I pulled off of him.

“Goodmorning, baby.” He said, biting his bottom lip and looking into my eyes. I scooted up, so my ass was sitting on his bare chest instead of his ‘cousin.’

“Happy birthday, Rios!” I exclaimed, as I lifted myself up and exposing all of my teeth. He smiled cockily at me as he closed his eyes and stretched, “Thank you.”

“You leavin’ me behind, Rios. You too old, nah.” I said, giggling. He smiled, shaking his head. He sat up in the bed, back to the headboard. I straddled his waist, wrapping my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck.

“Yo’ parents shoulda fucked earlier.” He said, shrugging his shoulders. No matter how hard, the smile on his face wouldn’t go away. I felt accomplished in my birthday wake up.

“Shut up, Rios. You so stupid.” I replied, reaching up and mushing the back of his head. He chuckled and shook it off.

“So, what you doin’ for me?” He asked, making me smack my teeth and roll my eyes.

“How you so sure I’ma do something for you?” I asked him, as I raised my eyebrow. He chuckled and shook his head, “I just know you are.”

“It’s a surprise.” I said, grinning at him. The stupid smile stayed on his face as he reached over to check the time. It was 11, going on 12. Camilla and Grapez were coming to pick me up around 12:30. I already bathed, and cooked, so all I had to do was get dressed.

“I’m going out in a few minutes.”

“With who?” Rios asked me, as he yawned under his covered mouth.

“Camilla and Grapez, who else?” I said, rolling my eyes.

“You ain’t going like this, right?” He asked, talking about the pink boyshorts and thin white tanktop I was wearing.

“Is there something wrong with it?” I asked back, looking down at my outfit.

“Hell yeah, I’m only suppose to see you in this. You must need a whooping?” He asked, as I took my arms off of his neck.

“Whatever.” I mumbled, getting off of Rios and walking over to my walk-in closet.

“And, you’n need to be wearing them shorts around the house no more.” He said, and I walked out of my closet to look at him like he was crazy. “Why?”

“Cause you gon’ make me end up raping yo’ ass.” He replied, with a smile on his face. I busted out laughing as I went back into my closet. Rios stood at the doorway of my closet as I looked through my clothes to find something to wear.

“You gon’ get my name tatted on you?” He asked, looking at the tattoos that ran down the left side of my body.

“After you tat my name on you, so I know it’s real. Tat my fucking name on you so I know it’s real...” I began rapping the rest of the song while Rios laughed and walked away.

I scanned thru my clothes and finally picked out a black and white striped tanktop, red tights, and black sandals. I threw my outfit on and walked over to the restroom. I put my hair in a simple bun and dabbed my lips up with some red lipstick. I put on some diamond studs, and my necklace that said ‘Paris.’ I went back into the room and grabbed my crossbody bag, placing my phone, keys, and black card into it. I checked myself out in the mirror and smiled. 

Walking out the room, I closed the door behind me. I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen to see Rios grubbing on the breakfast I made us: waffles, bacon, sausage, and eggs.

“You did good, but I can do better.” Rios said, as he stuffed his mouth with pieces of bacon. I smacked my teeth as I made myself a plate of food that I wouldn’t be able to finish knowing my girls would be by any minute.

I hopped on the counter and picked up my first piece of bacon when I heard the horn outside. I let out a groan, stuffing the bacon into my mouth. I went over to the cabinet and got out the wrap to cover up my food. I was hungry as hell and I wasn’t gon’ wait to eat this.

“I ain’t gon’ see you til’ tonight, bae.” Rios said, and I nodded my head and grabbed a fork. I walked over to where Rios was sitting and eating and I kissed his cheek. “I’ma miss you.”

“Kiss me like you gon’ miss me then.” He said, grabbing me by my waist and sitting me in his lap. I giggled as I turned and kissed his lips. I didn’t open my mouth only because Camilla nem’ kept honking the horn. So, I dropped one last peck on Rios’s lips before getting up and walking towards the front door.

“Bye, bae!” I heard him holler before I closed the door behind me. I smiled as I walked down the steps of our porch. I walked out of the white gate that surrounded our beach house, and to the red Bugatti Ace let Camilla hold. I hopped in the back with Grapez as Camilla drove away.

“Hey ya’ll.” I greeted them.

“Hey.” They both replied, simultaneously. “I hope you gave him some goodmorning head.” Grapez added on, looking up from her phone to me.

I smacked my teeth and waved her off, “No, I didn’t. And, he ain’t gon’ get none from me.”

“Damn, you dirty as fuck, P. It’s his birthday.” Camilla said, approaching a red light.

“Yo’ point? As long as I’m the face he sees when he wakes up and the face he sees when he falls asleep, then my nigga will have the best birthday ever.” I said.

“Any fuck way, what we doing tonight?” Grapez asked, and I rolled my eyes.

“Girl, you know Mike nem’ throwing Rios his lil’ birthday party over there at Wispy River.” I reminded her.

“I can’t wait, fa’real.” Camilla answered.

“I think we should go out to his party, then afterwards, we go to a hotel-”

“So, Mike can put his three inches in and out of you?” Camilla joked, causing us to laugh.

“You wrong, Camilla! That’s my homie!” I interjected, giggling between each word.

“Fuck you, bitch. You remember that day when I said I couldn’t go to the mall with you and Paris? Yes, Mike had my ass limping.” Grapez said, making us laugh as well. “And, then why you tryna bust me out? How many times Ace dun’ hit it?”

“Twice, raw. Ain’t no shame in his game.” Camilla said, shrugging her shoulders.

“Ya’ll just some hoes.” I said, laughing.

“Nah, I just like fucking.” Camilla replied, turning the corner into the LA mall and parking. She stopped the car and we all got out to examine each others outfits.

Camilla wore a cheetah print, fitted crop top with a black high low skirt that stopped below her bellybutton. She was wearing plain black sandals, and a thick gold chain to complete her outfit. She had her hair in small, golden curls and let them roam around her head. She looked bad as hell. 

Grapez wore a white bandeau with a crop jean jacket over it, high waisted jean shorts that stopped below her bellybutton also, and some white sandals. Have been taken her weave out, her short hair was flipped out to the side and was dyed with a blonde streak thru it. She wore a deep, red lipstick and a simple silver necklace. She was dressed plain, but looked bad as well. 

I was lucky as to have found the two, I would occasionally think back on Cookie, but the thought of her would be shoved to the back of my head. I missed her, yet I didn’t want to, so I didn’t force myself upon it.

“Ya’ll look cute.” I said to them, closing the door to the car.

“You look good as hell, too. I’m surprised Rios ain’t try no quickie with yo’ ass in the morning.” Grapez said, beginning to walk towards the Forever 21 of the outdoor mall as Camilla and I followed. I laughed, entering the slightly packed store. Even though I’ve been to this mall only once, I could tell that there wasn’t really any business today.

The only reason why I like New York City better than L.A is because every single store you walk into, you don’t get mugs from hatin’ ass bitches. These hoes on this west coast don’t play with the mug, but shit. We ain’t trippin’.

After we visited almost all of the stores, getting our manipedis and all, we left the mall with plenty of bags in our hands and on our arms. Checking the time, it was only four o’clock.

“It’s still early as fuck. We don’t start shit til’ later.” Camilla complained, as we got back into her car.

“I need my hair did,” I said, “But, ion know where no salon at.”

“Mike took me for a spin roun’ here, I know where one at. I need some tracks, too.” Grapez said, as Camilla pulled out a parking space.

Following Grapez’s direction, we ended up in front of a big, beautiful building with the words Shania’s Boutique written in cursive, and in pink, on a flashing billboard on the top of it.

“This place look pop as fuck.” I said, stepping out of the car first, and Camilla and Grapez following suit.

“It is. Mike said this where all the celebrites, female and male, get they hair did or a fresh cut.” Grapez replied.

“Ain’t no telling who we gon’ see in here.” Camilla said, causing me and Grapez to ‘mhmm.’ We walked into the building to immediately be greeted by a woman with a big smile and big hair.

“Hey ya’ll! Welcome to my boutique! Ya’ll here for an appointment today?” She asked us, making us laugh at her high, sqeaky voice. 

“Yes ma’am, we are.” Grapez told her. Shania looked at Grapez, only making her smile wider.

“Honey, I dun’ already met you! Mike lil’ girl, ya’ll cute.” She said, and Grapez nodded. “Who you with?”

“These are my girls Paris and Camilla.” Grapez replied, pointing to each one of us. She looked at us and smiled.

“Ya’ll pretty. Don’t it be annoying that ya’ll girl got a celebrity nigga?” She asked, causing all of us to look at each other and laugh. “What?”

“I’m kinda fucking with Ace...” Camilla mumbled, and Shania gasped.

“Fa’real, honey? You lucky as hell! All the hoes want him! Don’t tell me you got you a celebrity, too?” She looked at me, and I shrugged my shoulders.

“He’s a music producer-”

“Girl, you fucking with sexy chocolate?” She interrupted, and I laughed.

“If his name is Rios, then yes.”

“Lawd, you won that shit. Hands down. When I ain’t make it big, I wanted that nigga so damn bad. He so sexy, oweee.” She exclaimed, causing us to burst out into laughter. “Anyway, what ya’ll want done to ya’ll hair?”



Hours later, my hair was in spiral curls and dyed with blonde highlights. I also had my makeup did, the right amount of color for my outfit. Camilla had her light brown curls bone straightened, reaching her lower back. Grapez got long, black extensions that reached her ass when it was curled.

“Thank you, girl. I’ma need to come roun’ here more often.” I said to Shania as we walked to the front doors.

“Bring Rios sexy ass witcha’.” She said, laughing.

I smirked and shook my head, “Hell nah, you might try to rape my nigga.” I said, and all three of them looked at me like I was stupid. “What?”

“Who the fuck wouldn’t wanna rape him?” Grapez asked, and I smacked my teeth, waving them off.

“Let’s go. Thanks again, Shania.” I told her as we walked out of the shop.

“No problem, baby. Bye ya’ll!” She waved out to us. We walked out into the mid darkness of 7:30. Rios’s party starts at 9:00, but we had to get there at 8:30, so we had only an hour to get dressed. We were coming before Rios, Mike, and Ace since we were gonna surprise Rios, and it wouldn’t be nice to come in after them.

“We getting ready at your house, or ours?” Camilla asked me as she pulled out of the driveway.

“Yours. I got my shit with me, I just needa pick up a couple of things.” I stated.

Camilla drove to my house, and I picked up a couple of things before we went to Camilla and Grapez’s condo. I wouldn’t really say that Camilla and Grapez stayed together, because the large home that they have is basically split in two. Grapez stays at one half and Camilla stays at the other. We went to Grapez’s half to get ready.

We all took a quick shower, and got ready afterwards.

Since I didn’t want to out do Rios on his birthday, I bought a simple outfit but I wasn’t gonna be looking simple at all. I put on a long sleeved, black crop top that stopped a few inches below my breasts. I slipped on a pair of red, gold, and black Aztec tights that made my ass sit up right. Lastly, I put on some black, platform heels. Glossing up my lips, I walked out of the guest room to Grapez’s room.

She was in the process of finishing her makeup as I walked in. She was wearing a simple skintight, pink dress that stopped right below her ass. She wore black, platform heels as well to go with the skinny black belt that was wrapped around her stomach.

“Look at you tryna get cute fa’ yo’ nigga.” She said, as she did her mascara. I giggled as I walked over to her bed and sat on it.

“I ain’t wanna overdue him, so I just bought this simple shit.” I explained, shrugging my shoulders.

“Honey, that nigga gon’ come thru there with a t-shirt and some jeans on.” Grapez said, laughing.

I smacked my teeth, “I wish he might.” My phone began vibrating against my thigh, and I picked it up to see Rios calling me. He hadn’t fucked with me since I left in the morning, so if I said I wasn’t happy that he was calling, then I woulda been one lying bitch. “And, here go this nigga nah.”

I picked it up, as I opened the door to leave out of Grapez’s room, only to be confronted by Camilla. She was wearing a plain white tank, a pink fitted highwaisted skirt, and some blue platform heels. She had accesories to go with her colors, but she looked bad as fuck. I winked at her, and she giggled and walked into Grapez’s room as I walked out.

“Hello?” I answered my phone in the hallway.

“Ya’ll need to hurry the fuck up. We finna be on our way in a few.” Hearing Mike’s voice darkened my mood, rapidly. I missed Rios, and to think he was calling me had my hopes up.

“Aight, dang.” I snapped, hanging up on Mike and going back into the guest room. I grabbed my purse, tossing my phone into it, as well as my house keys and some makeup. I walked back into Grapez’s room to see them getting their gear ready.

“You ready to go?” Camilla asked me and I nodded. “Aight, let’s go.”

My girls and I headed back out to the car, and talked the full length ride to Wispy River. It was a large building that many parties and shit like that was held at. When we got there, there were already cars every damn where. We was basically the main priority of the party and are asses couldn’t even find a parking spot.

“Damn, how many fuckin’ people Rios know?” Camilla asked, as she drove around the complex.

“I don’t fuckin’ know ... ooh, park right there!” I exclaimed, as I pointed to an empty spot. Camilla smiled, swerving into the spot and parking. We simultaneously got out of the car, and walked up to the front of the place. It was packed with people and only 5 bodyguards, with guest lists. Grapez, Camilla, and I held onto each other’s hand as we squeezed thru people to get to a bodyguard.

“Names?” The masculine bodyguard asked as he looked down at us. He wore all black and dark shades. Being lightskin with a black mustache made him look good as hell, but I wasn’t looking at him like that.

“Camilla McLin.” Camilla went up and said. He didn’t even have to look thru the list before he started smiling.

“Camilla, Paris, and Reagan?”

“That’s us.” Grapez said, as she smiled up at him. He chuckled, showing off his pearly whites.

“Ya’ll the first on the list. Come in.” He moved to the side to let us in, and smacked Grapez’s ass in the process. She turned around and giggled as she continued to walk.

“You gon’ get yo’ ass in trouble.” I warned her, causing her to smack her teeth.

“I ain’t tied down, I’m having fun.” She admitted, shrugging her shoulders. I rolled my eyes as I scanned the place that was designed especially for my baby’s birthday. His name was plastered everywhere, and all the decorations were in his favorite colors: blue and grey.

It was hot as hell, but you could tell it was conditioned. There were so many people I ain’t know Rios knew, including many celebrities. Walking in, I saw A$AP Rocky, J. Cole, Mariah Carey and Nick Cannon, and there ain’t no telling how many more celebrities were there.

To contain the amount of love I have for A$AP Rocky, my girls and I walked over to the bar and took a seat.

“Where the fuck these niggas at?” Camilla asked as she scrolled thru her phone.

“I don’t know and Rios black ass don’t wanna fuck with me no more.” I said, rolling my eyes even though I was sad as hell.

“If Mike ass don’t get here soon, I’m finna keep flirting with that bodyguard. Nah, you can’t tell me he wasn’t sexy.” She stated and I couldn’t lie.

“Hell yeah, that man was sexy as hell-”

“Uh uh, shut the fuck up, Camilla. I seen him first, and yo’ ass might end up fuckin’ him before I do.” Grapez interrupted, causing us to laugh.

“Shit to me. If I want it, I’ma get it.” She replied, nonchalantly.

Feeling a little uneasy, I laughed it off. Pulling out my phone, I scrolled thru my missed calls to see a missed call from Jazmine. As I decided to call her back, I felt two arms wrap around my waist then a chest to my back. Butterflies quickly rose into my stomach, but dissolved when I looked down at the light pair of arms. 

I looked to my left to see Grapez hugged up with Mike and Camilla hugged up with Ace. “Wassap, Paris?” Mike asked, as he looked at me. I ignored him, looking behind me to see who the fuck was hugged up on my ass. 

It was a caramel skin colored nigga, with a gold grill on his top row of teeth. He had hazel colored eyes and a short fro, with a deep dimple on his left cheek. He looked a couple years older than me, with the little fuzz that was underneath his nose. He was sexy as hell, but why the hell was his arms wrapped around me?

“Excuse you.” I said, pulling his arms from off me. He chuckled, then leaned against the bar and looked at me.

“I’m sorry. You was just lookin’ to good to be sitting at this bar alone.” He stated, licking his lips. And, it was the fucking truth. If Rios didn’t get here quicker, I was gon’ leave his damn party with this nigga.

“Word? Thank you, but my boyfriend is gonna be here in a while,” I turned to Mike, “Where the hell he at?”

“He still dappin’ up a couple niggas. You know it’s his birthday.” He said. I rolled my eyes and turned my attention to the nigga.

“So, how you know the birthday boy?” I asked, tryna make small talk.

“I think all producers are suppose to know each other.” He said, with a shrug. I nodded my head and he continued. “You’re real beautiful. Have you ever considered modeling?”

Before I could answer, I saw Rios’s built ass come thru the crowd and towards us. He had a fresh cut and was chewing on gum to expose his white teeth. He was wearing a blue tshirt, white levis, and some blue and grey New Balances. He looked good as hell and all I wanted to do was hop on him and kiss his ass, but I was mad at him.

“Wassap, bruh?” He asked the nigga I’ve yet find out his name. He grinned up at Rios and dapped him up, “Happy birthday, my nigga!”

“Thank ya’, homie.” He then turned his attention to me, but before he could say anything, the nigga interjected.

“We can finish our conversation later, shawty. Here’s my card.” He reached into his suit top and pulled out a business card. “Thank you.” I said, causing him to smile. Rios looked at him crazy, and he walked away leaving me and Rios alone.

“What conversation ya’ll gon’ finish later?” He asked me as he looked into my eyes.

“Man, get out of my face with that question shit, Rios. If you was here earlier, yo’ ass woulda known what we was talmbout.” I snapped as I turned back around towards the bar. I missed his ass like hell, and he wanna start shit with me. Camilla, Ace, Mike, and Grapez all got up to walk away.

“Doll, we gon’ be over there at the V.I.P section.” Camilla said, pointing towards it.

“I’m finna come with ya’ll.” I said, grabbing my purse and hopping off the stool. I attempted to walk off, but Rios pulled me back as quick as I started walking.

“She good.” He said, causing Camilla to look at him for a while before turning around and walking away.

I groaned as Rios lifted me up and sat me back on my stool. He stood in front of me, placing both of his hands on either side of the stool. I crossed my arms across my chest as he looked at me, and I looked everywhere but at him. I would just hop off this stool and leave his ass, but I know he would try to start some and I ain’t got time to embarress myself in a new fuckin’ state. Especially in front of A$AP Rocky.

“Why you mad?” He asked me with a confused look in his eyes when I finally looked into them.

“I ain’t mad. Nah gon’ so I can enjoy myself.” I said, pushing against his shoulder. I had to control myself to not hop on his ass. He looked so fuckin’ good.

“You a fuckin’ lie. I know damn well when you mad. Nah, I know why you mad so I ain’t even finna ask you again. I don’t never have my phone on when I’m on set, and when I got off I had to come here. I figured yo’ ass could wait til’ I get here but I guess you missed daddy.” He said, with a smirk on his face. I giggled as I shoved his shoulder again.

“I ain’t miss you.” I lied as I rolled my eyes.

“You got cute fa’ me too, like I ain’t notice that shit. Yo’ hair, and you killing this outfit you got on, baby.” He said, as he placed his hands on the sides of my stomach.

“I ain’t do this for you. I did it for your party. And, a lil’ for A$AP. He looking good as hell over there.” I said, squinting my eyes as I seen him in the V.I.P section with his girl, Chanel.

“His girl looking good as hell, too.” Rios said, as he continued to look at me. He ain’t even look at the girl — aww. I smacked him upside his head anyway, as I giggled and wrapped my arms around his neck. He chuckled, placing his lips on mines. Lord knows I missed my baby.

As soon as we were getting into the kiss, Rios pulled off of me and looked behind him. Some bitch was tryna give him a gift bag. I rolled my eyes, and even though the music was loud as hell and she was close, I could make out what she was saying.

“Happy birthday, Rios.”

“Thank you.” He said, as he looked down at the darkskinned chick.

“Can I get a hug?” She asked, grinning. My face quickly changed into an ‘is this bitch serious?’ face.

“You can get some dap, ma. My girl wouldn’t like that.” He held out his fist and she looked up from his fist to me. I smirked, and she smiled back. She dapped Rios up and said, “Happy birthday, again.” then walked off.

“Thanks.” He said, as he turned back around to me. I smiled at him and he chuckled, shaking his head. “You look like you was finna beat ole’ girl ass.”

“She got some balls to ask that shit in front of me, too. I can tell she ain’t never heard of us NYC bitches.” I said, as I grabbed my purse and hopped off of the stool. Rios quickly grabbed a hold of my hand and ran his fingers in between mines.

We walked over to the V.I.P section with Grapez nem’ and sat with them. I sat on Rios’s lap as he held me tightly in his grasp.

“Ya’ll some bipolar muhfuckas, I swear.” Grapez said, sitting beside Mike who had his arm draped over her shoulder.

“I’m tryna tell yah. They asses act like they gon kill each other then you see them hugged up.” Ace butted in as Camilla sat in his lap, drinking some kind of cocktail. 

“Shutup, ya’ll. We don’t even be arguing.” I rolled my eyes at them and they started laughing.

“Everytime I be near ya’ll, ya’ll arguing.” Mike explained.

“We don’t argue, we just got some dislikes.” Rios said, makin’ us burst out laughing.

“Where ya’ll get these damn outfits from? Make a nigga wanna fuck before he even see you in it.” Ace asked, as he looked at Camilla. After that comment, they went into an uproar in responses but Rios and I stayed to ourselves.

“Yo’ ass look good as hell in these tights.” Rios said, pulling me back so I could sit directly on his ‘cousin.’ He was hard as shit, but I ain’t have time for his overly horny ass. “Rios, gon’..”

“You can’t leave the house with these tights on anymore.” He told me, and I turned around to look at him like he was crazy.

“I’m so damn tired of you tryna tell me what to wear. I’ma wear the fuck out these tights if I please. If you getting jealous that niggas looking at me with these on, then yo’ ass just gon’ stay jealous. A fat ass ain’t something a nigga, or even a bitch, can walk by and not look at.” I explained to him, and he laughed.

“So, you look at a bitch with a fat ass, ass?” He asked me, and I shrugged my shoulders.

“Of course. Don’t you?”

“Nah, cause you ain’t a bitch.” He said, smirking. I laughed, and rolled my eyes. That’s my baby boy.

A couple people came up to Rios, tryna give him dap, tell him Happy Birthday, give him some gifts and all that shit. So, I decided to get off his lap and sit beside him instead. Part of me is glad that we threw him this party, but the other part isn’t. Throughout the whole party, Rios barely stayed with me. Camilla nem’ would get up to go dance and I would sit in the V.I.P section waiting on him to get back.

When the party was nearing the end, I sat at the bar with Grapez, sipping on a Touchdown. The drink brought back so many memories, I ordered two of them. While we were drinking our drink, the DJ, which was DJ Khaled, cut off the music and called for everyone’s attention.

“Aight, my nigga birthday finna be over wit in a few minutes so we gotta let his black ass cut the cake!” Said DJ Khaled, causing everybody to fall out into laughter.

“Fuck you!” You heard Rios’s base voice yell amongst the crowd. He made his way to the front of the stage where his double decker chocolate cake was stacked with blue, silver, and white frosting. Some older woman handed him a knife, and everybody started singing Happy Birthday.

I didn’t even try cause I can’t sing wortha shit.

After everyone’s singing ceased, Rios cut the cake then gave the knife back to the older woman. She cut the cake in individual slices and began passing them out. I watched as Rios continued to dap up his homeboys, and in the way hoes.

“You lookin’ hard, girl.” Grapez said, getting me out of my gaze on him.

“I’m just pissed as hell. I barely seen him all day and he wanna go dap up other folks.” I said, drinking my Touchdown. I’m surprised I have yet to throw the drink up.

“Girl, he finna play the slow song and Rios big ass prollay gon’ run his ass over here to get you.” Grapez stated, causing me to laugh. Right after she said that, Adorn by Miguel began playing through the room in a slow beat.

“I needa go find Mike so we can dance.” Grapez added on, hopping off the stool when she saw everybody coupling up on the dancefloor. I nodded and waved her off, turning back around to finish my drink.

As I ordered another one, I felt arms go around my waist once again. This time, I was hoping it was the first nigga who wrapped his arms around me. I looked down to see the familiar pair of arms that I’ve come to learn by heart.

“Can you give me a bendy straw with my drink?” I asked, pretending not to feel the tight grip Rios had on me.

The bartender opened his mouth to reply, but Rios spoke first. “Nah, don’t worry bout it, Steve. Cancel her order.” Steve nodded then walked away to another lonely bitch like me.

“You got time fa’ me nah?” I asked Rios without looking at him. He didn’t reply, as he slid me off of the stool and grabbed a hold of my hand. He led me to the dancefloor, placing his hands on my hips. I gave in too quickly, and wrapped my arms around his neck.

“All I could think about today was you.” Rios admitted, looking dead into my eyes. I looked down at my heels as we swayed from left to right, and smiled. “Thank you for this party, baby.”

“I-I ain’t do all of it.” I stuttered, lowly cursing myself. He chuckled at my unfortunate mistake, then pulled me closer to him so my cheek could be to his chest and his arms around my waist. I moved my arms down from his neck to his waist also.

“I know, but you did most of it.” He said, as I sniffed in his scent. I just wanted to hold onto him for forever.

“I missed you, Rios.” I honestly said. I’m just glad that we’re gonna be working together, so I won’t have to miss him all of the time. He pulled me off of him, and tilted my head up to look me in my eyes. “I missed you, too.” He said, leaning down and pecking my lips. I looked at him when he pulled back and his eyes were full of lust. I wrapped my arms around his neck and stood on my tippy toes to kiss him again.

Our light kissing transformed into something hot, while we made out in the middle of the dancefloor. Rios hands slipped down to my ass as I felt him increase on me. I was feeling some type of way, so I pulled away from our kiss. 

“Let’s go.” Rios said to me and I nodded my head. He took me by my hand and I led him to the V.I.P section to get my purse. We walk over to Ace and Camilla to tell them we were finna go.

We said our goodbyes as we left out of the building and to Rios’s car. Rios opened my side door, and I got in, then he got in afterwards behind the steering wheel. He started the car, placing his right hand on my thigh and rubbed it up and down as he drove away.

The ride back to our house was pretty long, but neither of us spoke. The silence was comfortable and a linger of sexual desires was in the air.

When we got home, Rios parked the car on the curb and came to open my side of the door. I hopped out as Rios closed my door behind me. I walked up the stairs to the front door and unlocked it. I stepped in and Rios came in behind me, closing the door behind him. I tossed my purse on the couch and screamed when I felt myself being scooped up off the ground. He carried me in front of him by my ass, and I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck.

“You look so good, Paris.” He said, pecking my lips and walking up the stairs. Rios and I kept eye contact with each other the whole way up the stairs and to our bedroom. He let go of one of my asscheeks to open the door, then put it right back on, closing the door with his foot.

He gently placed me down on our bed, and placed himself inbetween my legs as he kissed me. I unwrapped my legs from his waist and broke away from our kiss. I pushed Rios off of me and sat up straight inside the bed.

As I looked into Rios’s big, brown eyes, I realized I was ready. I was ready for Rios, and all of him. Everything that he had in store for me, I was ready for it. I took the chance to let him in my life, took the chance to let him meet my family, took the chance to let him leave my state, so I’ll take the chance to let him take me. All of me.

Looking at me confused, I stood off the bed and in front of Rios. I grabbed the bottom of his shirt and began lifting it up. He helped me, taking the whole thing off for me to examine his hard body and visible tattoos. I ran my fingers along his chest, and he held onto my waist, lowering me back onto the bed. He took off my heels, then came back up to peck my lips. He moved from my lips to my neck. From my neck to my chest. From my chest to my stomach. And, from my stomach to the top of my tights.

He pulled off my tights, as well as my panties, then opened up my legs. I was already soaking up the sheets and Rios ain’t even touch me yet.

“Paris.” I heard Rios ask, making me open my closed eyes. I looked up to see him looking at me.

“Rios.” I replied back, making him to smile wider than he already was.

“I love you.” He said, right before his tongue ran up my kitty. I arched my back and moaned aloud as he licked all of my wetness up. He bit and nibbled on my cilt, inserting a finger with his tongue as well. 

I used my hands and put them on the back of his head to push him deeper into my kitty. I moved my hands from his head to the sheets, and gripped them tightly when I felt myself about to pop. Right once I was about to release, I pushed Rios’s head away from me. I sat up in the bed and turned my body to the side. I reached inside one of the drawers beside the bed and pulled out a condom, tossing it towards Rios. He looked from it to me, then back to it. 

“What you givin’ me this for?” He asked, standing up.

“I want you, Rios. All of you. I trust you with everything, Rios. And, that includes my virginity. I love you, too, Rios.” I didn’t even know tears were streaming down my face until Rios leaned down and swiped them away with his thumb. What was I crying for? I don’t even know.

“Paris, are you-”

“I’m certain.” I stated, taking off the top I was wearing. Rios came down and unclasped my bra and laid me back down. He ran his thick tongue around my left nip before taking it in his mouth. I hugged him from the back of his neck, as I moaned and cried at the same time. I didn’t understand why I was crying, but boy I was sheding tears. 

After Rios was done with my breasts, he came back up and kissed my lips as he cleared away my tears. I let him kiss me, even though he ate me out. I was in the mood and nothing wss gonna ruin it.

He leaned off of me, and pulled off his pants, followed by his boxers. Seeing his hard ‘cousin’ stand straight up got me scared as hell. Rios started to chuckle, as he bit open the condom. I laughed as well, wiping the tears out of my eyes.

He slid the condom on, and hovered over me on the bed. I laid flat as he placed both of his knees on either side of my hips, and his hands on either side of head. I wrapped my arms around his neck, then he gently placed a small kiss on my neck. I squeezed my eyes shut.

“I got you, bae.” He said, as I felt the tip of his cousin rub up and down my kitty. I moaned, biting my bottom lip as he teased me. 

I wrapped my arms around his neck tighter when I felt the tip inside of me. He pulled back out, then put a quarter inch inside of me and pulled out. Thinking he was just going to repeat the process, I opened back my eyes. Rios was looking down at me, and I looked up at the ceiling. When Rios pulled his tip out of me, I was prepared to feel it in again, but instead of his tip, I felt pain.

Rios rammed his whole self inside of me all at once, tearing down all of my walls. And, just like that, the 20 years of keeping my virginity was gone.

Rios kissed me to lower the screams I was yelling out. I was gonna kill his ass. He kissed me without pulling out, so all of my pain would go away all at once.

He slowly pulled himself out of me, and then pushed it back in. After a couple times of this, I started getting use to it. And, it wasn’t pain anymore. It was pleasure.

I arched my back as Rios slowly put himself in me and pulled himself out. The pleasure was unbearable, and I instantly fell in love with it. “You so tight, bae.” Rios said, in between my moans. I threw my head back and released Rios’s neck. I gripped the sheets as Rios sucked my breasts and slowly pushed in and out of me. 

Knowing Rios was tryna make love to me, I just wanted him to go harder. Reading my mind, Rios spread my legs more open and started picking up his pace. 

I moaned loudly as he played with my cilt and fucked me instead of making love to me. Nearing my pop, I held onto the sheets longer. Rios pulled out of me before I could release, and fixed his condom. 

Remembering the conversation Jazmine gave me, I flipped over on the bed, and got on all fours.

“You been practicing, huh?” I heard Rios chuckle. I laughed, then felt him grab a handful of my hair. He leaned up on my back and tilted my head to the left to kiss me as he entered me slowly. I moaned against his lips while he pushed deeper into me then pulled out. His pace increased and I pulled away from our kiss. I fell face first into the pillow and moaned loudly into it as Rios pounded in and out of me senselessly.

“Shit.” Rios hissed as he rubbed my cilt and pumped into me. I bit my bottom lip, not even realizing I was tapping out. The harder he went, the quicker my pop was crawling up. I began to shake, then released my pop on Rios’s cousin. He pulled out of me slowly, and smacked my ass hard as hell. I winced, as I stood off the bed and hit him in the chest. He chuckled, laying back on the bed. 

With his cousin standing straight up, I stood on the bed and slowly lowered myself to sit directly on it. “Fuck.” Rios slowly yelped out, throwing his head back and closing his eyes. I smiled, slowly riding on him. I placed my hands flat on his chest and he took one of my nips into his mouth, moaning against it as I rode him. I went up and down on him for a good five minutes, before I felt myself popping on him. 

“C’mon, bae, I’m finna come.” Rios said, as he wrapped his arms around my waist and pumped hard in and out of me. The way he started slowing down, I knew he was about to pop, so I bit on my bottom lip and dug my fingernails into his shoulders. He groaned as he held onto my waist tight, and popped. 

We stayed in the position for a while until Rios slowly pulled out of me. I got off of him and laid beside him as he slipped the condom off and thru it onto the floor and draped his arm across my shoulder and looked at me. “I love you, Paris.” He said, kissing my nose and causing my heart to increase its beat. I didn’t reply, only hopping off of the bed and wrapping my robe around my body. I heard Rios laugh, then hop off the bed, following me into the bathroom.

I didn’t even have to reply to his comment. He already knows how deep my love is for him since I let him take my virginity.

When I felt Rios arm wrap around my waist, tears began streaming down my face outta nowhere. I didn’t know where all these tears were coming from.

“What’s wrong, bae?” He asked me, hearing my sniffles. I turned around to face him, and then realized what was wrong with me.

“Rios, I let you take me from New York City to Hollywood, Los Angeles, because I trust you. I just gave you my virginity because I love you. How am I so sure that you won’t leave me? You won’t hurt me? You’re not lying to me when you tell me you love me? I’ve been hurt before, plenty of times. I’ve never put my love into a nigga unless they were family, Maurice, and my ex-boyfriend. I want you to show me all the hidden love that you have for me. When I said I want all of you, I want all of you.” I started choking up as Rios looked down at me. He lifted me up and sat me down on the bathroom sink, kissing me with so much passion and love. He pulled back from me and opened my robe, then my legs. He slowly inserted himself into me, raw, and I wrapped my arms around his neck as I threw my head back. 

“When I say I ain’t gon’ leave you, I ain’t gon’ leave you. When I say I ain’t gon’ hurt you, I ain’t gon’ hurt you. So, when I say I love you, I love the shit out yo’ ass. I love you, Paris Hendrix. For you, I will.” Rios admitted, as he slowly made love to me all over again.



I woke up the next morning in an empty bed in the guest room. Rios and I slept in the guest room lastnight since we were too lazy to change the sheets.

I rolled out of bed to be hit by the sweet smell of bacon. I smiled, but quickly frowned when I fell to the floor because of the excruciating pain inbetween my legs. I winced, crawling my way into the restroom.

After I took my morning shower and freshened up, I wrapped a robe around my body and walked out the room and downstairs. I made my way to the smell of the breakfast, which was in the kitchen, to see Rios standing shirtless above the hot stove. I silently praised myself that he was cooking instead of me, ‘cause his food be good as fuck.

I crept behind him, wrapping my arms around his waist. “Goodmorning, baby.” I said to him. He chuckled and turned his head around and down to me then puckered his lips. I pecked them and he said, “Morning, bae. How you feelin’?”

“Better now that you cooking.” I replied as I reached into the frying pan and took out a piece of bacon. Rios smacked his teeth and I giggled. “So, I start working today?”

“Yup, and you got yo’ trailer and everything. All yo’ new shit in there, yo’ clothes and all.” Rios said.

I nodded my head, “So, who music video I’m dancing for?”

“We gon’ be working on All Gold Everything Remix this week. It ain’t gon’ take long, but we still gotta work.”

“So, are you gonna tell us what to do or are we just gonna be standing there looking stupid and shit?” I asked, unwrapping my arms from his waist and swallowing my remaining bacon. He cut off the stove and turned around, gripping me by my waist and pulling me onto him.

“I’ma tell you. I don’t give a fuck about your other girls, but I ain’t gon’ have you standing there looking stupid.” He said, leaning down to kiss me but I turned my head.

“So, I’ma meet 2Chainz?” I asked, grinning. Rios smacked his teeth and rolled his eyes. “Yes, you’re gonna meet him.” He mumbled, causing me to giggle.

“The video’s gonna be on BET where everyone can see it...” I said, more to myself than to Rios. I suddenly started thinking back to Maurice and my mama. I missed them so fucking bad, I had to stop this ignoring shit. I need my mama back, and also my bestfriend.

“Yep. You done askin’ questions nah?” He asked, starting to lean down and trying to kiss me again. I nodded my head and allowed him on a little peck on my lips. He kissed me again, biting on my bottom lip, and entering his tongue into my mouth. He fondled with the belt on my robe, untying it and causing me to pull away from him. “Stop, Rios.”

“Was your first time good?” He asked, grinning down to me.

“It was aight.” I said, getting out of his grasp and getting a plate.

“You a bullshitter, bae.” He said, chuckling and flicking me upside my head. I giggled and rolled my eyes as I fixed myself a plate of breakfast.


After breakfast, I decided to go back upstairs and make a few phone calls while Rios sat in the kitchen and talked with whoever the fuck was on the other line.

I threw on a tank top and some boyshorts, considering the fact that Rios and I were leaving in a couple of hours. I jumped onto the bed and sat crisscrossed with my phone in my hand. I took a deep breath in, then I blew it out as I dialed the first number.

3 rings I waited until a female voice picked up.

“Hello?”

“Hello, yeah, may I speak to Maurice?”

“Who?”

“Maurice Westbrook.”

“I’m sorry, I think you have the wrong number.”

“No, I’m pretty sure this is his number. I’ve had it for years.”

“I’m sorry. I just got this new phone with this new number a couple of days ago. This may be his old number, I don’t know. But, I’m sorry.” She said, making me look at the phone in disbelief. Maurice changed his number on me?

“It’s okay, thank you.” I said, clicking the phone off. I sat in shock, but mostly sadness as I put the phone back into my lap. I only had me to be mad at. I shouldn’t have been stubborn and not answered his calls. I shoulda just forgave him for the apology he probably was gonna have for me. But, no. I decided against it, and now he probably hates me. Maybe he got a new bestfriend. He probably got a girlfriend... wait, no. Maurice and a girlfriend? Nah.

I picked back up my phone and dialed the next number.

“Wassap?”

“Who answers the phone like that, Pookie?” I asked, laughing.

He smacked his teeth, then chuckled. “Wassap, lil’ girl? How you been?”

“Better than ever, I start work today.”

“That’s great.” He replied, with sarcasm filling his voice.

“Pookie, if you don’t-”

“Nah, don’t start allat shit, Paris. You know damn well ion like you doing this, but I’ma still be yo’ brother and you still gon’ be my lil’ sister and I love you fa’ that.” He said, straight cutting me off.

“Okay, Pookie, whatever. Where’s Jazmine?”

“Hol’ up.” I heard scuffling, then I heard the voice.

“Hey, baby! I miss you!” Jazmine exclaimed, causing me to jump a little at her outburst.

“I miss you, too, Jazmine.” I said, smiling into the phone.

“How you been?”

“Girl, I’ve been terrific! Like, forreal!” I said, with enthusiam in my voice. “How’s New York been? You know ya’ll can’t stay quiet.”

“Uh uh, honey. Why the hell you so happy? You got the dick, Paris?”

“Jazmine...” I said, dragging her name.

“You got the dick!” She squealed.

“She got the what!?” I heard Kayden yell into the background, then loud stomping.

“Sit yo’ ass down, Pookie. I was just playing with my sister why you tryna be starting shit.” Jazmine replied, with attutide in her voice.

“Well, don’t be playing like that...” Kayden said, low and sunken.

“Okay, nah get the fuck out the room, damn.” Jazmine said, then I heard the door close. I shook my head and laughed. She had control over my big brother. “Nah, what? You got the dick, huh?”

“Jazmine, lower your voice!” I whisper-yelled.

She giggled, then whispered, “Aight, did you?”

“Keep this between me and you, Jazmine...”

“Aww shit, Paris! You growing up! I told yo’ ass he was gon’ take it soon! When he took it?” She asked, excitement filling her voice.

“Last night.”

“Birthday boy. That nigga damn near older than me nah, Paris.”

“Love don’t got no age on it.”

“You right,” She said, “So, how was it? Did you bleed? Did you take all of him? You cried?”

“Stop askin’ me all these questions, Jazmine,” I said, laughing, “But, I don’t fuck and tell.”

She burst out laughing, “You need some help, child. You ain’t with the big dogs yet.”

“Shut the hell up. Any fuck way, how you doing, Jazmine?” I asked, chuckling.

“You know me, I’m cool as hell. I’m lying, I want these fucking kids outta me!” She said, changing her mood in tone.

“Girl, don’t rush my nephews.”

“Shut the fuck up. Wait til’ Rios slip up and nut in yo’ ass then you gon’ be acting the same damn way.” She snapped, and I giggled.

“Whatever. I ain’t never gon’ let Rios nut in me, I ain’t stupid.” I said, right once Rios walked in. He heard what I said, and began smirking. 

“Not unless you asleep. I’ma rape yo’ ass then.” He said, slowly walking towards the bed.

“Man, gon’ Rios.” I whined, flicking my hand for him to leave. He ignored it, crawling slowly towards me.

“Jazmine, I’ma get back at you when I get home from work.”

“Hol’ up, I gotta tell you what’s been going-”

“She gon’ get back atchu.” I was cut off by Rios grabbing my phone and setting it on the bedside table. He opened up my legs and laid his body in between them.

“Get off me, Rios! She was finna tell me sum’!” I said, trying to push him off of me. He chuckled and kissed my neck.

“Quickie?” He asked, lifting up his head and looking at me questionable.

“Hell no.” I replied, pushing against his shoulder.

“I gotta get you energized.” He said, roaming his hand up my tank and squeezing one of my breasts underneath my bra.

“The fuck I needa be energized fa’?” I asked, not wanting him to stop pinching my nipple and squeezing my breast.

“You know you gon’ have to dance alot.”

“I can get energized some other way.” I said, looking at him.

“But, I see you ain’t told me to take my hand off yo’ titty.” He smirked, causing me to roll my eyes.

“Cause your hand’s cold, and my titty is warm so I like the feeling- stop, Rios.” I complained, after he took his hand out.

“Naw, it’s time for us to get ready.” He said, leaning up off of me.

I huffed, “I’m scared.” I admitted to him. He got completely off of me and sat on the edge of the bed. 

“Yeen got nothing to be scared of, Paris. You in L.A. nah, this is where you conquer your fears. You got over one last night.” He said, smirking.

I laughed and threw a small pillow at him, “What if everything goes wrong, tho? What if I do nothing right? What if nobody likes me? What if-”

“Calm down. You gon’ be fine.” He assured me as he stood up.

“I don’t feel so certain, Rios.” I laid back on the bed and put my forearm across my eyes. I could feel Rios’s presence beside me, then I heard the drawer open and close back.

“Bae...” Rios asked, taking a seat on the bed next to me.

“What?”

“Smoke this with me.” I heard, which caused me to immediately look up. He was in the process of rolling a blunt.

“Hell no, I ain’t finna smoke with your under the influence ass.” I replied, rolling my eyes.

He smacked his teeth as he finish rolling the blunt, “It’ll relieve the stress you got on you.”

“Fuck that.” I simply said. I was taking chances in L.A, but he was going to far with me smoking with him. I watched too many reruns of Video Girl to know that smoking with him would lead me somewhere else.

Rios shrugged his shoulders and lit the blunt, taking a long drag of it. I watched him as he slowly exhaled thick clouds of smoke upwards into the air. I slowly bit the corner of my lip.

Rios wrapped his lips around the blunt again, taking a long pull out of it. Making it seem so easy, he exhaled smoke rings into the air, causing me to look up in awe. After a couple more puffs, I couldn’t stand the sight anymore.

“Rios...”

“Wassap, bae?” He asked, turning his attention to me. I chewed the corner of my lip and looked down at my lap. “I wanna try.”

He looked at me for a while before he busted out laughing, “What was all that shit you was just spittin’-”

“Just hand me the shit and teach me.”

Rios taught me how to inhale and exhale the good kush, but didn’t show me how to make the smoke rings. I didn’t mind that, as long as I got a good high. I learned why niggas always turn to smoking when they were stressed out; it feels good as fuck. When you’re high, it feels like you the only person in the world, but not really on the world, but on cloud 9. Kickin’ clouds, I shoulda started this when Maurice would get high around me.

“Paris, c’mon!” Rios called out to me as I dabbed my lips with a little gloss. I grabbed my handbag and threw some makeup into it, my phone, and my keys. Leaving the room, I closed the door behind me and walked down the stairs to see Rios standing there with his arms crossed. 

“You ready to go now? Cause we already late.” He slick yelled at me. I looked at him like he had grown two heads.

“Yeah, I’m ready to go. I’m driving the muhfuckin’ car, too, until you done bitchin’.” I yelled, grabbing the keys out of his hand and rolling my eyes at him.

“Chill, Paris. Gimme the keys.” I heard Rios start, but I was already outside the door and on my way to the black Escalade.

When I got to the middle of the driveway, I was gently pulled back by my shoulder. Rios turned me around and grabbed a hold of my free hand. “I’m sorry, baby, but we gotta scheduled time to be there and we already late.”

“Then, why the fuck you standing here talking to me? Let’s go.” I said, dropping his hand and turning away, but turned right back around by Rios again.

“Baby, stop trippin’. I’m sorry. Don’t be getting mad nah, wait til’ we get home.” He said, causing me to laugh. “There goes my baby’s smile.”

“Whatever. Let’s go nah.” I said, after he leaned down and pecked my lips.

“Hand me the keys.” He replied, making me look at him stupid.

“The hell if-” I didn’t even finish my sentence when Rios snatched the keys out my hand and ran to the car. “You so damn childish!”

He snickered, and hopped into the driver’s side of the car, starting it up. I got into the passenger side and he backed out the driveway and took off.

“I’m scared.” I said, in the middle of our drive.

“It ain’t gon’ be bad, bae, I swear. Think of it as your first day of high school or some shit.” Rios said, shrugging his shoulders. I huffed and slumped down into my seat.

About 30 minutes later, Rios pulled up to a stop where I automatically assumed was the video shoot. There were many kids, trailers, and models everywhere. I took a deep breath and looked at Rios as he parked.

“Get used to your new job, bae.” He said, turning off the car and looking at me. I rolled my eyes and looked out the window.

I could feel tears come to the back of my eyes as I looked at the scenery. I was homesick, and working this first day was not making it any better.

“Naw, Paris, look at me.” Rios grabbed my chin and turned my head to look at him. He noticed the tears and began rubbing my eyes. “If you don’t wanna-” 

“No, I’m okay.” I said, sniffing up my tears.

“You’ll be aight, baby. As long as you’re in my hands, you’ll be okay. I got you, through any and everything.” He told me, leaning in and pecking my lips. I nodded and slid out of my seat with my purse on my forearm. 

Rios hopped out of the car, and grabbed my hand, leading me to where my new life would start.