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Two Week Later - Friday Afternoon

(Nov POV)

Nova and Dee sit in the backseat of his car facing each other, the windows down, the late Spring breeze refreshing. Her legs are tangled in his own, their fingers gently playing with each other. 'But you still gonna do it though, right?' he asks. 'Hell yeah!' she exclaims. He laughs, her excitement contagious. 'I mean, it probably won't be 'til the Fall but it's better than nothing.' He nods, 'Should let me get on a track with you.' She laughs, assuming that he's joking.

He stares, serious about his proposition. She stops laughing when she realizes it. 'Uh, you know we might not mix, right?' He takes offense, letting go of her hand. 'Aight, bet.' She laughs again, taking his hand back. 'I'm just sayin', you might as well be a singer half the time and I'm the complete opposite.'

'Hmph,' he replies, still salty. 'Excuse me for being a well-rounded artist.' He watches her laugh again, covering her face. He sucks his teeth, looking away. 'Aaw, Nov,' she coos. She leans over the seat and kisses his cheek. 'You still my baby,' she whispers in his ear.

He feels himself turn red, biting his lip as her lips graze his ear. 'You playin', man.' She giggles, moving back to her original position against the other door. 'We can do somethin' outside my mixtape though. I'm not tryna feature on this one.' He nods, accepting her offer. 'No love songs though,' she stipulates. He chuckles shrugging.

They say nothing else, enjoying the sound of the small park. 'I'm so ready for summer,' she says, her eyes closed as she leans against the door. 'Why?' he asks. 'I got plans,' she teases. 'Like what?' She smirks, sitting up. 'Sleepin'.' He makes a face, sitting up as well. 'That's it?' She smiles, looking down at her hands. 'Maybe, maybe not.'

He smiles, catching on to her flirtatious banter. 'I got plans too,' he offers, scooting toward her. 'Hmm, like what?' she asks, getting comfortable on one of her favorite spots, his shoulder. 'Studio, videos, the usual.' 'Hmph,' she says as she traces shapes on his hand. 'That's it?' she asks.

He smirks. I'm not breakin' first, babygirl. 'Yup, I mean, I was tryna do somethin' else but guess not.' She bites at her nail, her face frowning. He tries not to laugh. 'Oh yeah? And what's that?' He sighs, putting his arm around her. 'Don't matter no more, nothin' to keep me busy so guess I gotta find new plans.' 

She stops biting her nail, dropping her hand and taking a deep breath. He laughs this time, unable to hold it in. 'If you wanna see me every day, all you gotta do is ask,' he says in a low voice. 'Deetranada don't ask. Period,' she retorts. 'And Nova doesn't either,' he whispers in her ear. She hits his chest, sitting up. 'Guess you spendin' the summer by yourself,' she mumbles, her arms folded. Hmm, we'll see.

He reaches over putting his arm around her shoulder. Rather than pull her back, he plays in her hair, her natural hair striking against her undercut. 'Stop being so hard all the time,' he says. He prepares himself for battle, ready for her response. 'I will if you say you wanna see me,' she mumbles. Uhh, what? 'Run that by me again.'

She huffs, looking at him with sad eyes. 'Tell me you wanna see me,' she whines. He laughs, her demeanor completely different from before. He shifts, lying down as much as he can and pulling her onto his chest. 'The only thing I'm lookin' forward to, babygirl.' She smiles, burying into him more.

They're silent, his hand rubbing the back of her neck. 'Nuzzle gonna be there a lot but you can come over,' she says. 'Or you could come see me,' he suggests. 'Mhm..no, you come to me,' she says, finality in the voice. He laughs. 'That didn't last long,' he observes. 'What didn't?' she asks. 'You being nice.' 

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