Nineteen year old Aila (Pronounced like Lila without the L) is a voluptuous college student. She's not a baby, but constantly gets treated like a baby by her big brother. It all changes when she becomes someone else's baby.
I got a show coming up in Atlanta in a few days, I think I'm gonna surprise my Pretty Girl. I don't know what it is, but something about her gets me all the time. I've kissed her once, and I'm already thinking of what it will be like kissing her whenever I want.
Pretty Girl: Morning Mistah J
What? She text me first, usually I hit her up first.
Me: Morning my lil Harley. How you doing today?
Pretty Girl: I'm good. Little bored since all my classes are canceled for the day.
Me: Sounds like somebody's gonna have a slow day.
Pretty Girl: Somebody is but it ain't gonna be me. I'm gonna hang out with one of my classmates.
Better not be a dude, together or not I don't want any guys around her.
Me: Boy or girl 😡
Pretty Girl: Girl. So calm ya light skin ass down. She's here now I'll talk to you later. 😘
I smiled, happy that it wasn't a nigga coming to hang with her, but also happy about that emoji. She doesn't use them when we text, so for that to be the first one she uses got a nigga feeling special. I didn't reply back cause the kids came over.
"Dad!!" They jumped me as soon as I answered the door. This is my favorite thing about being their father, I get unconditional love. Even though they weren't babies anymore, my kids would always be my babies I just don't tell them that. After the boys let go my princess decided she wanted to hold on a little bit longer.
"Where's Miss Pretty Lady?" She asked me as she looked at me.
"She's at school baby, college isn't like your school. She has class at many different times."
Cali doesn't take well to new people, so to see her constantly asking about Aila is a great thing for me. I never want to bring a girl around my kids if she's gonna make them uncomfortable. Hopefully the boys will feel the same way about her when they get to meet her.
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Making my way to my terminal I see my boy Breezy. Looks like he's going in the same direction as me.
"Sup lil nigga." I greet when I'm close to him.
"What up bruh?" He gives me a bro hug.
"Headed to Atlanta too I see?" He asked.
"Yeah, got a show there along with somebody special I'm trying to surprise."
"Oh word," He raised his brows. "got a lil southern shorty waiting on you down here? I see you bro."
"Something like that. What about you?" He smirked.
"I got my eye on something, but her brother is doing everything to try to stop me."
Ole girl's brother must have told Chris no, bad idea. When you tell Chris not to go for somebody that lil nigga in his head says yes just because he got told no. That lil nigga in his head is the main reason he stays in so much shit. But that's not my problem, my only goal is making it to my Pretty Girl.
After getting situated in my hotel room I figure it's time I stop by to see my baby. I hit up Erica for her dorm room number again. Of course I couldn't just barge into her dorm. I had to get past the R.A. I kept my hood up so nobody would see my face.
"Who are you here for?"
"Aila Morris." She never uses her father's last name. The R.A. tells me to sign in and gives me the directions to her room. Nobody's in here yet so I guess I'll chill on her couch until she gets back. I hear the jingle of keys on the other side of the door. I made no move to get up from my position. She walks in with her phone attached to her face just chatting away. I mean she hasn't paid a nigga no attention.
"Yeah girl, he just" She cuts herself off as she walks past me for the third time finally seeing me. Her face lights up as she runs right to me. I take her phone from her.
"She'll call you back." I keep my arms around her loving having her in them.
"Why didn't you tell me you were coming?" She kissed my cheek.
"I wanted to surprise you. I missed you." I kissed her full plump lips. Damn I missed her lips.
"I missed you too." She nipped at my bottom lip.
"You feel like going out tonight?" I asked as we relaxed on her bed. I was against the wall while she laid between my legs. It was a comfortable setting for us.
"Sure. Pick me up in an hour?" I gave her a small kids before leaving her dorm.
I knew I had thirty extra minutes added to that hour, baby takes a while getting ready. Since I was performing I couldn't bring out my gentlemen's outfit just yet. I laced my shoes up just as I was getting a text.
Pretty Girl: I'm ready. 😁
I took at last look at myself. Yeah, she's gonna like this. Just wait til she see a nigga in a suit. For now she gotta deal with me in roughish fits.
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I cruised back to her campus, when the R.A. let me in I went straight to her room. I knocked lightly on the door.
"Baby Girl, it's me." I hear the locks click as she opens the door.
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"Damn." I hiss at the sight of her choice of clothing. That night I met her at the club I couldn't see what she wore because it was kinda dark. Every other time I saw her she dressed cute, but comfortable. She dressed the same way for our first date, but this, baby looks good as fuck! I just know I'm gonna have problems keeping niggas off her tonight.
"You stay close to me." I mumbled in Aila's ear as we walked through the club. She nodded grasping my hand in hers. I see a few dudes eyeing her. They better look at one these broads posted up 'cause this beauty is all mine.
