CHAPTER: 5

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Got home and decided to call Rick. I'm nervous and I don't know why. This guy is such a mystery and I just happen to kind of like it. I wanted to know so much. But I don't wanna sound like no groupie ass bitch for this nigga. He would be the first nigga I called after and me and Lamont (Pooda) fell out. But I need some type of dick in my life. Getting my p*ssy licked upon was good but I need a man's touch. Haven't had that in damn near 7months. I think it's time for a male friend.

I dialed the number, it rung four times before a deep voice answered, "hello who is this?"

"Ummm... Is this Rick?", I asked nervously.

"Who wants to know?", the voice asked chuckling like I said something funny.

"Is this Rick or not because I don't got time to be playing childish games on the phone with no nigga.", I told him getting frustrated.

"Damn ma chill out, I was just playing, but wassup who is this?", he asked again.

"Well now that your done playing games Mr. Mysterious Rick, this is Lexi.", I said through a smile.

"Hey baby I been trying to get in touch with you for a minute, are you gonna meet at the Hilton tonight or nah?"

"Well first things first why do I have a key and why am I meeting you there.?", I asked curiously.

"Damn baby I know you don't know me but I gave you the extra key so you wouldn't have to knock at the door, and your meeting me there because I'm in the city for business and I really wanted to see you, so I hope you don't mind coming out."

"Why so late?"

"Because I'm out all day. I'm Just keeping it real ma. I'm really trying to get to know you and at least kindle a friendship. Tonight will be my only night before I head back to southern Cali", he said.

I smiled and was okay with that. I was a little skeptical but my best friend was right I need to go out and live a little. "Okay I will be there around 11:30ish like you wrote in the note see you soon",I said before hanging up.

Time to get in the shower and prepare to see Rick. I was kinda excited to see him but nervous at the same time. But I liked the feeling that I got from him. I'm willing to get to know Rick. But just know I still trust no nigga as far as I can throw em, so my guard is gonna remain up.

Dressed to impressed, I was ready to go meet Rick. Wearing a cropped V neck red dress with my black pumps gold accessories and the diamond plate necklace with my name on it I headed out. Decided on my black Benz grabbed the keys, my phone and Michael Kors purse I was ready for the 45minute drive to the city. Hooked my phone to the stereo and blasted Katie Perry Roar as I'm pulling out the drive way. I love Katie she's a bad bitch and this song says it all. Bumping all on the free way finally I get to the Hilton and I felt the butterflies all in my stomach.

Texted Rick: where do I go lol. You never told me the room number? But I'm outside.

Sat in the car waiting on his text back.

Rick: Room is the Presidential Suite

Well got out the car ready to go see this nigga. Again feeling excited but nervous. There's just something about him I like. But walking in I walked up to the check in desk and asked the receptionist how to get to the Presidential Suite. She mugged me but then gave me the directions how to get there. I couldn't deal with these type of bitches. I laughed and shook my head at her and walked off making sure I left her sitting there mad.

Got to the suite and used the key I had to open the door. This room was so pretty. It looked like it's only little house. White soft carpet, a kitchen two separated bedrooms, two bathrooms. The furniture was bomb.com and the living room I guess was in its own separate area as well. Yes I can get used to this, I thought to myself walking through the whole sweet. The balcony had a great view of San Francisco at its best. The city was beautiful. I was in love and I didn't wanna come down from this amazing feeling. But as search through the whole suite there was no Rick. So I decided to just wait for him, and this nigga might want to hurry up because it's too damn late to be waiting on any nigga. I don't wait for niggas, niggas is usually waiting on me.

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