Onika
"Well everything looks fine Mrs. Williams.." Nurse Price wiped off the clear jelly from my stomach.
I sat up, pulling my shirt down allowing Meek to help me down.
"Your next appointment is in 2 weeks, take care" she gave us a warm smile walking out.
"That was fast" Meek said and I nodded in agreement.
"Can we go get some chick-fil-a?" I swung Meek and I's hands back and forth.
"Why you tryna feed my baby all that grease?"
"Are we going or not?" I asked with a slight attitude.
"Chill out with all that" he told me before getting in the car.
about 10 minutes later Meek was walking out of Chick-Fil-A with our food.
We could've went through the drive thru but they take longer and Meek isn't the most patient person.
I almost squealed when he placed my food into my lap. I was like a little kid walking into a candy store.
"Fat ass" he mumbled while backing the car up.
"You think I'm fat?" I cut my eyes over at him.
"You bout to cry?" I shook my head.
I was done crying. So fucking done.
This car ride was so long because of the traffic, I ate all of my food and now I was sitting here bored.
I should eat Meek's fries.
Waffle fries sound good right now, I'll dip them in the ketchup and everything.
He wasn't even paying attention to me so it was easy just to take them out the bag without tryna be all quiet and sneaky.
"Where we going?" I asked with my mouth full.
We weren't even going in the direction to our neighborhood.
"Don't worry about it, just eat ya fries" correction, your fries.
"You don't gotta tell me twice, shawty" he chuckled.
"What's in here?" I opened up the glove department.
"Why you always gotta go through my shit?" He sucked his teeth.
"Correction, our shit" I pulled out a black and gold gun then he had the nerve to have his initials engraved like a dumb ass. "It was that serious to get this custom made?"
"Nic, if you don't stop pointin that-" he quickly glanced at me. "Matter of fact, gimme this" he gritted, snatching it from my possession.
"What I tell you about snatching-" he cut me off by grabbed my face and pressing his lips against mine, bitting my lip afterwards.
"You bit my lip kinda hard.." I mumbled.
"And? What you gone do bout it?"
"Nothing.." I placed my hand on his thigh, just a few centimeters away from his member.
He didn't say anything just kept glancing at me with curious eyes.
I simply began to undo his jeans, slowly slide my hand down his boxers.
"You thought.." I laughed, removing my hand.
