Flaws and All

(Chpt.3-05) Booked🚔🚨

Chapter Three
-As A Teen-
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"What was Quanny like?"

Sexy. But other than that, that motherf*cker was mean. Or maybe just too stubborn, bold, dominant and with too much of an ego. I can't say I didn't like it though...
*shrugs and smirks*
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I knew Quanny since the 8th grade actually. He went to my middle school with Kehlani but we just never talked when I was actually enrolled in school. But one day, when I came to the school's let out, he introduced himself to me finally. His real name is Curtis really, Curtis Juan Martín😏🙊

I call him Quanny though, because giving people nick names is just me. Juanny and Curt didn't exactly do it for me, so I switched it to Quanny. I still saw him a lot around my neighborhood after our first introduction. He only lived one block over from my parent's house, so me and him became really close.

And the rest is history😏
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:: 15 minutes later ::

Sneaking up to Quanny's garage door in the front, I watched him pick up the mechanical door and step off to the side to let me in. Once inside, we quietly walked down to the basement where he closed and locked the door behind us, to not disturb his housemates upstairs.

"Well well" he teased as I walked by him to put my things down.

"What?" I asked, putting my book bag and things down specifically on his computer chair.

"You looking good this evening, big head. I see you with the little curls out now. That forehead still long though" he chuckled, pulling at my hair.

"If only you could be nice for one day" I pushed him away.

"Now why would I be nice now, when I'm a be mean to you later" he winked and held up my chin to make me blush. "But now, I don't have that much hair to grab anymore, so I hope you won't mind being gripped up yourself"

"Mmm" I hummed, tongue tied on how to reply to that.

"We still not gonna start with foreplay?" he asked.

Every boy that I had intercourse with at that time, was just for a good time. We both agreed that it was just that and just simply intercourse. No feelings. No labels. No head. Just sex.

"Nope. I'm still not changing my mind about that, unless you're my guy. But I'm not looking for any takers at the moment"

"Well whoever you decide to settle down with, gonna be one lucky motherf*cker, I'll tell you that much. It might even be myself,...after you have a couple of my kids later down the line. You strangely make me wanna give a baby"

"Nigga, you thought. I ain't about to have no kids by ya mean-ass..."

"Why not? You can't say we wouldn't make a cute kid together"

Still til this day, I wondered about if Curtis had possibly gotten me pregnant instead. What would our child look like? Surely beautiful to me because I love all my children and I happen to believe that everyone is beautiful in their own way, but....with his features. Mmm, our son would be just like his father. Handsome but with a witty charm to trap you inside. And our daughter, I would think to be so beautiful and pretty. But who knows, right? Don't two 'attractive' people make ugly babies anyways.