Infinite possibilities...
Infinite passion...
Infinite danger...
Ajalon Cooper was the girl you could spot a mile away, she had the prettiest smile along with the deepest pools of chocolate coated eyes. At first glance you'd think she had everyth...
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Jubilee.
"I think I like this one." I told Ginger looking at the black short lace robe.
She chuckled. "I like that one too but why are you doing all of this?"
"All of what? I just wanna show my man I appreciate him." I shrugged going through the underwear.
"So you buy handcuffs, massaging oil and lingerie to show him that."
"Why not?"
She threw her hands up and tucked in her full lips. "Hey, if you like it, I love it."
Biting my bottom I closed my eyes. "You think I'm doing too much?"
"If it was me, I'd show him without sex but we're two different people."
I sighed letting out unwanted tears. "Ginger, I don't know what's going on. He avoids me at school, barely calls me back when he says he will and on top of that he said we should stop having sex so much. Like what nigga in their right mind says some shit like that unless he's fucking with another girl."
"Have you tried telling him how you feel?"
I wiped my cheeks. "I've tried but when I bring it up, he says I'm tripping or I have nothing to worry about but I know something is wrong, I've been with him to long."
"Maybe he's just stressed out with college apps and basketball just give him some space then approach him about it."
"I'm scared if I do, he'll break up with me." I confessed.
"You won't know unless you say something." She shrugged giving me a smile.
"I guess so."
We looked around Victoria Secrets a little while longer before grabbing something to eat before she took me home.
"Thanks for coming with me girl." I said after getting out.
"That's what friends are for."
I nodded then she turned up the Kevin Gates song before pulling off. Shaking my head with a smile, I unlocked the front and my house was actually quite. I went upstairs to my room and kicked off my shoes before laying on my bed. Biting my bottom lip, I pulled out my phone and hit Chevy's name before listening to it ring. It rang for about five seconds before he picked up.
"Was up Lele?"
Did this nigga just call me Lele like I'm not his girlfriend I said to myself while taking the phone for my ear and looking at the caller id to make sure I had called the right number.
""Hello?" He repeated.
"Who the fuck is Lele?" I asked pissed off, he never calls me that shit to my face.
