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Haliaunah P.O.V:

He was staring. Everyone was staring. When I made it to the bottom of the stairs niggas was all in my face but I politely pushed past them to find Keke sitting next to a brown skinned guy.

Me: (plops down on sofa) Keekster!

Keke: Yes babycakes (inhales blunt)

Me: Who is this? (points to the guy she up underneath)

Keke: Oh thats Quan (lays head in shoulder)

Quan: Sup ma (nods head)

Me: H- (gets cut off)

??: Yo Quan you got what I asked for

Me:(clears throat) Umm excuse you I was talking

??:Bit-(gets cut off)

Quan: Yo Tay chill ma was talking and you interrupted. Here man (does the swap shake thing)

Me:(rolls eyes) Thank you Quan

Tavian: Thanks man (walks away)

When he walked away I examined him and realized he was the nigga from earlier. He was still sexy as a bitch but his attitude just made him drop to a 4 when he was a 25. Mama told me you can't have a good looking nigga and a down to earth, respectful nigga as a package.  Its either one or the other.

Tavian P.O.V:

Man that bitch back there had me all the way fucked up but I took the time to study her. She was badder than when I saw her upstairs but when she opened her mouth, it made me instantly not want. Besides im not the nigga to settle down. I grew up with just mom dukes juggling work and tryna spend time with me so I wouldnt feel abandoned. I aint ever gonna love no one besides the lady that pushed me out her pussy at 2:38am.

When I got back upstairs, hoes with ratchet ass weaves was tryna get me but who the fuck knows how bad they pussy damaged. I be damned if I lay down and wake up with crabs, itching and shi-

??: Hey Tay (rubbing my arm)

It was my ex Tiffany. I mean she was my everything and had everything. She was Haitian and African American,long brown hair that is all hers, hazel eyes, perfect white teeth, 5'5, big ass and big boobs. She didnt carry herself as a hoe though. I did love her, even though I said I never will, I have. We dated for about 4 years. Why did we break up? It wasn't anything bad, her parents didn't like me. I know it sound weak as fuck but we respected that, and cut off all ties.

Me: Tiffany? (grabbing her hand)

Tiffany: Yeah , How have you been? (smiles and tucks hair)

Me: Im straight wbu? (smiles)

Tiffany: Im good, I have my own shop and house but I know its been a while but I really wanna know if we can get back where we left off..maybe? (lifts one shoulder)

I couldnt help but smile. She had on black puff pants, tight bra looking cheetah crop top,black heels, dark pink lipstick, her hair was curled loose and gold bracelets to match. She was looking good like that A1 shit.

Me: Ight ma I gotcha (grabs her chin soft) I'll pick you up tomorrow night at 7. (kisses the side of her mouth)

Tiffany: Ok (blushes)

After she said ok, "Memories Back Then" started playing and she grabbed my hand to dance. I followed her to the middle of the floor and she started grinding on me by not in a slutty way.

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