Celebrity Imagines(No Requests)Completed

Kofi Sirboe

A/n: Chocolate and sexy self

I've been watching Amari every afternoon. I work across the street from Starbucks so I go there a lot and at 3pm every day, Amari comes in. She order tea and a chocolate chip cookie. She sits in her usual spot and works on something on her laptop. I drink my second cup of coffee while watching her tap away. I doubt she even notices that I watch her. Brown skin, plump pink lips, thick body and cute purple glasses. She is definitely my type of woman even though other people might not think so. I'm a suit and tie swag kind of guy that many think I should have a model on my arm. But not me, I prefer a real woman like Amari. I'm in own world thinking about her that I'm almost late to go back to work.

"Oh shit.

I get up and throw my cup away then walk out of Starbucks hearing a giggle behind me. I make it into the building and into the elevator when I hear: hold the elevator please.

I hold it and in walks Amari.

"What floor gorgeous?

"Whatever floor your going to, handsome.

Instead of pressing the 15th floor, I press the emergency brake which stops the elevator between the 1st and second floors. She places her bag down as I approach her. Our lips meet and sparks fly.

"And that's how you go here.

"Ew pops! In the elevator?! Y'all nasty.

"Ain't my fault your mom is freaky.

"That's it, I'm out.

A/n: Should I make a bbw story with Kofi?