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Rain.
January 21, 2016
Chapter 9

I was sitting back in this comfortable as lazy boy chair. I felt my body sink down. This chair felt good and it was amazing. Well anything felt good to me now a days.  I must admit Jamila was looking cute in her house shoes, track pants that hung to her ass but fit her small frame perfectly. She had on a black t-shirt that fitted her just right. Not to big and not to small. She had her hair up in a tight bun and her gold hoop earring along with a couple of studs in her ear along with a nice cold chain necklace. 

"What's your full name?" James asked me, as he stood in front of me holding his plate of food.

I licked my lips at the plate. I can't remember if I ate or not. I think I might of had lunch.

"Rainie Imani Major," I said as I looked up at him.

He did kind of look like Miguel. He was a bit skinnier and had green eyes that worked well his darker skin complexion He was a bit darker then Miguel. He had a little mustache and his hair was in Comb over and his sides held a few designs in them.  Miguel always keeps his hair cut short and eyebrows waxed.

"Okay ,okay, " Frankie said as she walked around James and stood next to him.

"How old are you?" she asked me.

"26. I will be 27 at the end of March," I told them.

I watched as Frankie nodded her head and stole a piece of chicken from James. James side eyed her and dramatically turned his head to the left and back at me. I chuckled a bit. If my body let me I would have done the samething.

Frankie was a little cutie. She had to be 5'0 even. A very deep chocolate complexion and dark brown eyes, she had a small booty and a nice size chest.  Her eyes were a very nice brown color.  I watched as she flipped her weave to the side and took a bite out of the baked chicken. I felt my stomach move and get pissed at me.

"What do you do for a living?" James said as he looked down at his plate and a look of disappointment washed over his face.

"I own a couple of business," I told them.

I felt my phone vibrated on my hip. I took it off the clip and read the message from Miguel.  I texted him back and told her to tell her I own a couple of business.

"Do you have any siblings?" Frankie asked me.

"I probably do. My pops was a hoe," I said and chuckled.

They laughed and nodded their head.  They were asking a lot of questions that Jamila had asked me a few days ago when I was on service texting her.

"So you are a daddies girl?" James said and smiled at me.

"I was he died a couple of years ago," I said.

I didn't show it but it hurt when my pops died. But he was old anyway almost 80. My pops had a thing for the ladies so here I am.

" Aww I'm sorry to hear that," Frankie said.

"It's okay," I said and smiled at them.

"What about your moms?" James said.

I laughed as Frankie elbowed James and almost caused him to drop his plate. I knew him and Miguel were related he has no filter just like his extra ass cousin.

"What? Don't do that again cause if this plate falls and hits this carpet. You are cleaning it," he said.

I laughed as Frankie rolled her eyes.

"I don't know my moms. She dropped me off at my pops house when I was a baby," I told them.

They nodded their heads.

"You know our girl is a E.R. nurse now right," James said.

I nodded my head yes. She just told me the other day and she was excited and nervous because it was her first day.

"Mhmmm. So my question is would you be able to deal with her hectic schedule if you two start dating?" Frankie asked me.

I looked at them and they both stared at me. I smiled.

"If she can deal with mines then I can deal with hers," I told them.

"You not gonna cheat on her are you? Because Miguel's friend or not I will kill you if you break her heart," James said letting his thick accent come through full force.

"I don't have time to cheat," I told them and smirked.

"That's what they all say," Frankie said.

"Well I am not all of them,"

I watched as they both smirked at me and nodded their heads.  It was getting hot as fuck in here. They kept grilling my ass.  Asking for my social, my address, and making threats on my life if I fucked up, I wasn't sure if they were cops she hired or truly her best friends.

I answered most of their questions and ignored the ones I didn't want to answer. They reminded me of my friends.  I shook my head as they gave me warnings. I heard my stomach make anger noises at me. I was so damn hungry.  I looked down at my phone in my hand as I read the message from Miguel saying he approves. I laughed. I wasn't trying to get into any relationship though. But I guess whatever happens, happen right.

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