Pretty Little Lady [Slow Updates]

Bet.

She was very sexy, I liked how her thick thighs would run together when she walked and how her ass would bounce also.

Oh, that ass was what got me in my feelings at 3:30 pm.

"Aye, Steve, man get the hell up," Charles barged into my room unannounced and scared the living shit out of me. "How the hell you just going to tell me to take over the shop when you know good and well me and Jordan almost fought over that shit?" He asked standing over me as I laid in my bed and scrolled on my phone.

"I'll kick em' out or somethin', I'm just tired right now." I mumbled putting my phone down and rolling the opposite way so I could go to sleep and not think about a certain pair of brown eyes.

"Nigga, do you see a fuck being given?," I chuckled quietly and shook my head to where he couldn't see. "Cause me personally, I don't give any fucks about how you feel, and I know you're in your feelings." I raised a brow while sighing.

"Are you done having a fit?," I asked and looked back to see him with folded arms and a mean mug. "No? Just asking."

"Bro, at least I have my girl so I don't have to be in my feelings." He laughed and I huffed, sitting up in my bed.

"If you had to try to get a girl like, Kayla and make sure she knows your not just using her, you'd be just like this," I said in a matter of fact way. "Infact, why haven't you told me about, Tamera? Are you just her little boy toy?" I chuckled nonchalantly and saw that he got extra pissed at that.

"Shut your British ass up before I punch you in the mouth-"

"But you see, I-"

"I don't give a fuck, bitch," he charged at me and I quickly rolled out of the bed before he could pounce on me. "Besides they act alike, at least more than you would think they do." He said getting off the bed and I put a hand through my hair with a sigh.

"I'm sorry, man. I did go a little too far with that." I said and he squinted his eyes.

"Ya' think?," He jumped at me and I only chuckled giving him the finger and walking towards my drawer to get a shirt. "You better be glad you're my best friend or I would've beat that ass."

"Yeah right, keep dreaming," I said throwing on a white long sleeve shirt. "I have to go pick someone up though, so I'll see you later. Oh yeah, just tell Jordan to hop off your cock, man." I shrugged looking in the mirror and slicking my hair to the side.

"Then he is going to try and fight, bruh. It's not going to be my fault when I knock his head off his neck-"

"Bloody hell, man, just go and I'll see you later." I laughed as he groaned and walked out while mumbling things under his breath.

I grabbed my keys from the dresser and headed out of the front door after giving myself a one over and nodding in satisfaction. I drove to the place we agreed on which was Burger King.

"Excuse me sir," some one said as they accidentally bumped into me but stopped when they saw me clench my jaw. "M-my apologize, mate." He stuttered and I sighed shaking my head.

"It's fine, man." I assured as I stuck my hands in my joggers pockets and continued to walk to the building that was right in front of me.

I no time I spotted, Kayla sitting with a bag of bugger king in front of her and two large drinks beside it. I made my way over to her and smiled when she didn't notice me since she was on her Android.

"Hey, Kayla," she looked up quickly and once she saw it was me she smiled and waved shyly. "How long you been here?" I asked looking at my black Rolex that read 4:10.