Ch. 8

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"So what was that all about?" Ang asked as she drove them towards the chinese spot where they planned to get food.

"What was what about?" Nicki asked, diverting her eyes from the window to her.

"You and Nas. What's going on?" asked Ang as she continued driving.

Nicki grabbed her drink and took a small sip before answering, "He invited me to dinner to talk. He did apologize to me though."

Angela looked at her quickly, "What did he say? Was it a heartfelt apology or just a 'sorry'?"

"I don't know.. both? He apologized and I accepted it."
Nicki spoke, this time staring straight ahead.

"Well that's great but that man held a gun to your head. His apology better had been the best you've ever heard. He went overboard with it." Angela continued. "You do know that you can't actually date him, right?"

Nicki stayed silent. Angela shook her head in disbelief. "Nicki, I know you're not actually thinking about giving this man, Nasir, the biggest drug lord in New York, a chance?"

"Look, we're just friends." Nicki shot back.

"Mhm, friends my ass. You like him. Remember what I said, you need to check those feelings at the door."
Angela shook her head.

"There are no feelings to check. We're just friends, Ang. Really."

"Mhm, sure. Anyways, since you're going on this date, I hope you stick to the plan. Get as much information as you can out of him."

Nicki rolled her eyes, "How do I do that without making things obvious? You see what happened last time. He almost killed me."

"Just ask him questions about him. As him why he moves the way he does. It will work, trust me. We already know one spot where he hangs on occasions. We just need more information on him."

"Okay, mom. Anything else?" Nicki asked sarcastically.

Ang sucked her teeth, "I'm just trying to help you out, but whatever, Nic." The rest of the ride was silent.

Nicki's phone buzzed on the nightstand. Angela looked up and rose up from the bed, going over to it.

Nicki was still showering and obviously couldn't answer her text. Her phone didn't have a passcode lock so Angela was in easily. She simply went to the message that she knew was from Nas.

Send me your address beautiful.

Angela typed the address in and sent the message back, receiving a message right back.

Alright I'll be over in 30.

Angela locked her phone back and placed it where it was. The shower had now stopped and Nicki opened the bathroom door.

"What are you doing?" She asked with nothing but a towel wrapped around her.

"Oh Nas texted you. I sent him the address and he said he'll be over in 30." Angela quickly explained. She looked Nicki over in just a towel and her body still glistening from the shower. Nicki, on the other hand, didn't notice her staring.

"Okay, thanks."

"W-where's your clothes?" Ang asked, still looking.

Nicki looked at Angela then down at herself. "Oh yeah, I forgot them. I came out to get them." Nicki walked over to the closet and grabbed her dress for the night.

She stopped and looked over at Angela weird. "You sure you're alright? You're acting real weird."

Angela cleared her throat, "I'm fine. Just tired."

"Oh well get some sleep. I'll take the key so I can get back in." was all Nicki said before she closed the bathroom door.

"How do I look?" Nicki asked for the 1000th time as a knock sounded.

"You look great. Stop asking. He's here anyways." Angela said, opening the door and letting Nas in.

He looked her over, mesmerized by how good she looked. He licked his lips at how her dress hugged her body.

"You look gorgeous." ..."Wassup, Angela." Nas said, hugged Nicki and gave her a kiss on the cheek before pulling away. "You ready?"

Nicki look back at Angela. "I'll be back later. I got the key so I wont have to wake you getting back in."

Angela just nodded, "Okay. Have fun." Angela closed the door behind them, throwing her head back on the door and stared up. This would be harder than she thought.

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