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"I don't care what she does, Bey, her ass isn't going anywhere," I said into my phone as I rummaged through the refrigerator looking for the container of guacamole Robyn had brought me from Chipotle.
"I know and you know I love Rob's big forehead no titties having ass, I was just telling you what was up."
"Yeah I get it... There you are!"
"Who there?"
"I'm talking to the guacamole, nosy ass. But anyway do you want to go shopping with me tomorrow? I have to go pick up a few last minute things for this Paris trip."
"Yeah I mean its whatever, as long as we can get drinks or something... These fucking children have been driving me crazy."
"Don't talk about my goddaughters like that!" I laughed because I knew all three of them were bad as hell. They were spoiled little smartasses but they were cute so it didn't matter.
"Shut up, you'll understand when you finally have a kid and don't say Remi because you guys rarely even have him except the summers."
"That's true and he's a handful then but that's my ba--"
I felt long skinny arms wrap around my waist and a peck on my cheek. I smiled and turned around to kiss her on the lips.
"I didn't even hear you come in, babe."
She just shrugged grabbing a crystal glass from the cupboard along with one of the many bottles of Hennessey we owned.
"Nika... You still there?"
"Yeah lemme call you later, Rob just came in. Smooches." I hung up not waiting for her answer.
She got a few ice cubes and poured the brown liquor then took a few sips.
"Why are you drinking so early? It just barely turned noon."
"I'm starting to feel like I 'ave a hangover but the best cure to a hangover is to just keep drinking." I rolled my eyes at her reasoning.
"Where you been?"
"Out... With Chris and Ryan."
"Where'd yo--"
"Princess I'm tired of the fuckin questions, just chill. I just got home and I'm tired," she wrapped her arms around my waist and kissed on my neck.
