Danielle Suarez is happily married to her high school and college sweetheart, Christian Suarez. When the young, happy couple find themselves in desperate financial circumstances they decide to go to Vegas with the last bit of their savings to try an...
"Juice, look at this shit." I passed my phone to my brother from another mother Jarvis.
"Who is this nappy headed bitch my husband Odell is in all these pictures with." Jarvis read out loud. "Somebody please sew something in that girl's head she got bae out here lookin crazy!"
Juice read a few more IG comments from a picture I had posted when Danielle and I had went zip-lining the week before and looked up at me.
"It's sad these girls out here think you need a weave to look good." He commented. "Ain't nothin real no mo!"
"What happened to all that Black Girls Rock, Black Girl Magic shit they always talkin bout?" I said taking my phone back. "No matter who I'm fuckin wit fans got somethin to say."
"That's exactly why I ignore all of that shit." Juice brushed off with his hand.
We had just finished a grueling workout on UCLA's football field and were about to sit down and eat at Juice's L.A. home. We were taking our training up a notch because we both wanted to have incredible seasons going into the new season. Even though training camp was still months away, the more you stayed in shape the better you played.
"I got somethin for they bitter asses." I said and took a picture that Danielle had sent to me a week ago and posted it to my IG.
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@obj there is nuthin sexier than a woman confident in her own skin! #TeamNatural
Juice began to laugh, "you know that's gonna be a headline in fifteen minutes, right."
"Odell doesn't like women who wear weave!" I laughed because it was ridiculous, "I don't care what a girl got goin on in her hair as long as she owns it. Just be you!"
"That's not the world we live in," Juice said taking a bite of his salmon, "if you are too different then somethin is wrong witchu."
"That's one of the things I find sexy about Danielle," I acknowledged, "she don' give a fuck and she not all on social media puttin other women down either."
"Wassup witchu two anyways?" Juice asked now munching on his broccoli, "you spent all that time in San Diego."
"She still talkin that friend shit." I admitted pushing my food around on the plate.
"She still pushin you in the friend zone, huh," he said almost choking on his broccoli laughing.
