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Wesley

"Well damn nigga who is she?" He asked.

"The girl from yesterday." I said.

"The jawn that we did business with?"

"Yes nigga." I said while laughing.

"Damn nigga I see you trying to slide. I'm trying to get her friend, the one with the nose ring." He said.

"Oh why didn't you get her number?" I said.

"I have a plan nigga. Just worry about you." He said I laugh. "What you about to do?"

"About to hit her up, see wassup." I said to him.

"Ight. Hit me up later."

"Ight." I said and hanged up and dialed Cia's number.

Cia

Ring! Ring!

I wrapped my towel around me and went to answer my phone.

"Hello." I said in the phone, smiling.

"Hey Princess what you doing?" He asked me.

"Just got out the shower." I said to him.

"Let me see." He said.

"No!" I said while laughing.

"Why not? I can't do anything." He said.

"Yes you can, you know where I live."

"And won't change a thing." He said.

"Yes it will." I said.

Ring! Ring!

"Ugh!" I switched it to FaceTime and saw his face. "Now, are you happy?" I asked him.

"You need something to fix that stank attitude of yours." He said.

"You ain't anyone's daddy." I said rolling my neck.

"Not yet, I am." He said smirking.

"Shut the fuck up." I said plopping on my bed.

"You know what I'm coming over."

"NO!" I said whining.

"Yes." He said placing the phone down.

"Oh gosh." I said to myself.

"What you 'oh goshing' about?" He asked as he grabbed the phone with his shirt off.

"You don't have to be that extra." He said to me. I mentally bite my lip. "I'm coming over so unlock the door." He said and hanged up.

"Ugh some one come and get him." I said laughing and turned off my phone. I got up and went in my closet and pulled out my sweat pants, then went in the drawer to get me some underwear and a sports bra. Once I was done I heard the door bell.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

"Got damn I'm coming! Jesus!" I said and opened the door. Wesley was standing at the door on his phone. I snatched his phone away from him.

"Aye give it back." He said and I laughed.

"Nope." I said popping the P and rocking back and forth.

"Okay, be that way." He said and walked pasted me. I shut the door and locked it and then felt myself getting lifted up off the ground.

"YO PUT ME DOWN!" I said laughing/yelling.

"Give me my phone!" He said still throwing me.

"NO!" I said to him. He threw me up in the air and let me fall, but catched me before I fell. "WESLEY!" I yelled. "Yo PUT ME DOWN!" I yelled and he threw me on the couch.

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