Why Do Fools Fall In Love

6.

Tommie in mm.

The cookout had winded down and only a few people were still lingering around. While Tai had disappeared somewhere with Bear and Selena was cleaning off the tables. Tommie had decided to sit alone on some rocks off to the side and look at the water. The sounds of the waves crashing against the rocks and the wind blowing her hair was calming to her.

"Im startin to think you avoiding me." Cannon said climbing along the rocks sitting beside her.

"Clearly you can't take a hint."

"Naw. Not when its something I want."

"Why you acting like you ain't feeling me just as much as I'm feeling you?" 

"Cannon I don't know you. What happened that night only happened because I was drunk."

"I really ain't tryna hear none of that. You can get to know me ma."

"Look I know your type. You after one thing."

Tommie had come across her share of good looking niggas and they were all the same in her eyes. They only wanted one thing and was only good for lying and causing headaches. They normally had a flock of hoes and liked to have their cake and eat it too.

"You don't know shit about me. I ain't like none of these otha niggas. I'm tryna get to know you dassit. Nothing more nothing less." he said standing up from the rocks.

"Come ere." he commanded, his voice low but firm.

Standing up from the rocks she placed both her hands into his, letting him help her down.  

Pulling her towards him by her waist he towered over licking his lips and he analyzed her from head to toe.

"So you gon let me take you out?" he asked never breaking his stare.

Simply nodding she gave him the answer he was looking for.

"You leaving with ya homegirl or naw?"