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'I'm finally home ' I thought as I pushed open my unreasonably  large front door.

I heard something that sounded like my mother in the kitchen , I tried sneaking past the kitchen toward the stairs so she couldn't hear hear me

"Laila come here" so much for sneaking in.

"so did you get the job ? " she said as I entered the kitchen, her back was to me.

she was washing dishes as I hopped onto the kitchen counter grabbing a apple from the fruit basket and took a bite 

I always thought that my kitchen looked like it was copied right out of a magazine

my mother could afford it  thou I guess , we weren't rich but we were very comfortable financially.

"yes mother I got the job  , I start  Monday " I said Dryly

I just wanted this conversation to end .  "that's great honey , you know your father would be so proud of your new found independence " she said as she turned around & pressed her back to the sink and folded her arms below her breast

here she goes trying to change my mind about my father.

My parents weren't together when they had me , I was a one night stand baby.

I didn't hate my father  , he was there financially but not emotionally ,he always just threw money at me & my mom because he thought it made me happy ,

constantly buying me anything I wanted , & when I wanted it , but that wasn't enough , I wanted a relationship with him , you know one where we would be inseparable , but he just wasn't  there for me

"really then why didn't he call to wish me good luck ? I know u called and told him about my interview today , why hasn't he called me  yet to see if I got the job ? Huh ? " I questioned with a frown on my face

I hate having this conversation with my mom she knows how I feel about it and yet she continues trying to make me see different.

"you know he is busy honey , he's doing what he can "

"throwing money at me like I'm some charity case is not doing all he can mom " I said.

I discarded my apple in the trash can & made my way out of the kitchen , I was done with this conversation & she said nothing more.

Half way up the stairs she yelled  "don't get too comfortable we are going to welcome our new neighbors to the neighborhood"

I groaned loudly and slammed my door shut.

She can not be serious we are not the welcoming Committee of the neighborhood nor did I want to act like I was.

I flopped down in my California king bed & just layed there thinking  about my interview and how excited I was to be working so closely with those two sexy men ' Leo and Demarco Bourcier ' I thought

even the thought of their names made my panties dampen.

Clearing my thoughts I stood up , stripped out of my clothes & tied my hair into a messy bun  and headed towards my bathroom.

I turned the shower on & waited until I saw steam rising in the bathroom,  I needed a hot shower.

I stepped in and let the water run over my tense muscles , grabbing my bath sponge & putting my favorite body wash tropical coconut  on it , I started  washing myself.

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