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H. E. R C H A P T E R 4
☼Saturday☼
•Jordan•
"Jordan you still want that dance?" Some stripper named Lexy walked up to me grabbing my belt buckle.
"Yeah later." I gently moved her hands away from my LV belt.
I really didn't want a dance a dance from her, I was jus trying to make her get out my face. Ever since I got here she kept begging me to get a dance from her.
"Okay."She rubbed my back and continued her way to where she was.
I made my way to the bar where the girls were serving drinks to the customers.
"Ayoo." I leaned over the counter. "Where Chris at?"
"Chris?" She scrunched up her face. "Oh Christina , she's downstairs, she went in the locker room."
I nodded and made my way downstairs to the locker room.
I slightly pushed the door open and peeked inside . She was in there looking sexy. She was putting some type of glitter on her neck and body.
"Boo." I went into the room. She jumped and rolled her eyes once she realized it was me.
"Keep on rolling them eyes." I shut the door gently behind me and went over to her.
"Whatever." She finished putting that glitter shit on her.
"What's that you putting on you?" I really was curious, because it's so many women who wear that in my club and I don't know what it is.
"It's body spray paint." She put the top back on it and placed the spray back into her Love Pink bag she always carried.
"Oh. Why you putting that on you doe?" I sat down beside her in one of the pink chairs that read 'Lexy' on it.
"Because I want to." She looked at her self in the mirror before fluffing her hair up.
"Don't get smart, before I fire ya ass." I smirked looking up at her. I took a glance over her whole body, baby girl was built nice.
She looked at me before turning her head away. She think I ain't see her beautiful ass smile. Acting like she wasn't smiling.
"Boy whatever." She flagged me off before putting some lipgloss on.
"Boy?" I real repeated . "I'm a grown ass man, I do grown ass man things, handle grown ass man shit. Got grown man shit. And got grown ass man responsibilities. Get that right. Little girl." I bit my lip looking at her.
She giggled before looking down at me. "I'm not a little ass girl. I'm a grown ass women, do-
"Do grown ass women shit, handle grown ass man shit. Got grown man shit, handle grown ass man shit, and got grown women shit . A lot of grown women shit, I might add." I looked at her fat ass.
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