Mercury-red hair flows above the shoulders, melon sweet lips that looks blossom soft and a set of dazzling hypnotic eyes beams at me---Given the circumstances I'm not suppose to be enamored right now.
Cocoa Cutie steps inside and turns towards Nilla. "Hi, Good afternoon---"
Nilla scrutinises, "Good day."
I can't! I'm not ready! I think I'm gonna faint, "Eh-em... "
"Since I was in the neighborhood, I came for some water.."
Not a pin drop---
Nilla is not happy, I am just waiting for her to attack.
Run bitch run! I mean love, run love run!
I grab Cocoa Cutie's hand, "Uh, Um.. Nilla.. that's my friend Cocoa Cutie."
"Nice to meet you."
I'm spinning Cocoa cutie, "you like tattoos nilla, doesn't she have a lovely one?"
Nilla turns away towards the television, "Uh...yea."
I walk quickly into the kitchen with Cocoa Cutie to get her that water. I need her out this house as quickly as possible.
"That's the best line you could have come up with."
"I'm not thirsty---I just said that."
"Girl! Drink that damn water."
She drinks, "I told you I would come."
My hand is over my head, " are you trying to get me killed?"
"No, I'll kill her first."
I'm begging her to leave.
Cocoa Cutie is trying to hold my hand, "I miss you..I need to kiss you."
I'm pushing her hand away, "stop that before Nilla turns her head."
She pushes me to the other side of the kitchen and we immediately start to kiss. I can feel everything in me dancing. I've missed her tremendously.
"Babe, you need to go."
I'm putting the bottle of water in the fridge and Cocoa Cutie is trying to hold me, I'm pushing her away and doing hand gestures towards Nilla, speaking loudly so it's not obvious that we are up to anything. I hope it does justice.
"So you're leaving now!" I'm winking at Cocoa Cutie.
"Yes I have stuff to do," she heads to the opened door, "bye Nilla."
"Take care."
Whew! That was close. She's gone with the wind, let the church say Amen. I'm still alive.
"Kyatty?"
Oh- oh
"Yes babe."
"Who was that bitch?"
"Sh-she is not a bitch."
"Who is she?"
"I introduced y'all."
Nilla stands up, "don't get smart with me kyatty. Do not try me!"
Should I run? No. This is my house. Nilla should sit her ass down. I run this motherfucker.
"She's a friend."
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