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H.E.R C H A P T E R 18
Next Day
☼Friday☼
•Christina•"So y'all didn't do nothing?" Sapphire asked as she picked her newly fresh manicured nails.
"No." I chuckled checking my phone for a text from Jordan.
"So you telling me that, you sat in his house all night, and y'all didn't even fuck?"
"How many times do I have to tell you. Now we didn't fuck." I rolled my eyes at her.
"Girl you is tripping, knowing me. I would've hopped on that dick." She stuck her tongue out.
"I'm not ya freak ass. Fuck outta here." I laughed shaking my head.
"Hmmm. I see, but did you ain't least see the print?"
I gave her a look with a chuckled. "No, he didn't have sweats on, he had basketball shorts on."
"Girl you could still looked hard as hell to see if he got that eggplant."
"I'm not gone be staring at his dick hard as hell. Whenever we get to have sex, then it's going to happen. And plus, I'm not rushing." I shrugged.
"You ready to go?" We were at my apartment and, we were going to the spa, to just chill and have a girls day. And I wanted to chill this day before I have to go to work tomorrow.
"Yeah." Sapphire stood up pulling up her jeans, that were looking nice on her ass.
I cocked my eyebrow watching her leave out with me following behind her.
"Who is hitting? I know that lil 18 year old hitting, making you more thick." I shut my door locking it.
She blushed flagging her hand at me.
"No serious, is he hitting or naw?" We began to walk down the hall toward the elevator. It was finally working.
"We only did it three times, that's it." She hit the number on the elevator leaning on the wall.
"Are you serious? Why ya thot ass didn't inform me?" I pushed her shoulder grilling her.
She chuckled. "I'm sorry. Plus we weren't really hanging out like that, because you been hanging with Jordan."
I huffed rolling my eyes. "You could've texted me hoe. Now how was it?"
She smiled before answering. "Bitch, let me tell you. When I say that nigga know how to beat it up, and eat it up. Oh my gosh. Girl." She fanned herself.
"Shut the fuck up Sapphire." I waited for the doors to open. We both walked out.
"No. That nigga may be eighteen, but he was fucking me like he been in this world 35 years. Let me tell you."
We both walked out the building. Luckily for us, it wasn't no wanna be thugs out here. So we got in the car safely. By safety, I mean no wanna be thugs trying their best to talk to us.
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