|: Hope U Do...

|: Little Secrets...

Some shit about to come to light this episode. Y'all might even figure out what DEJA little problem is....

Chris Brown

Thanksgiving

I was enjoying every minute I got to spend with my baby. Before she got here, I forgot what a real meal tasted like, or how clean the bathroom could be. She had been taking real good care of a nigga and she didn't have to do all that. I just wanted her time when I could get it.

I had spent the last couple weeks going back and forth to the studio to cut a couple records with this nigga name Joyner Lucas. He was a rapper that came to me after I hit him up about collaborating on some shit together. His music went hard, and I know he was tired of doing covers and shit. So that's all I been focused on. I almost forgot about this dinner I was having until I saw Cree and Brandi in the kitchen getting shit ready this morning.

I looked at both of them as they had the whole house smelling good. Really reminded me of my momma's house. I should of went to go see her but, I promised her another time.

Around 5pm, I went and started looking through all the aluminum pans that they had spread out on the island, peeking at the baked chicken, green beans and potatoes, macaroni and cheese, greens, ham, cornbread, baked beans, and corn on the cob. They really outdid themselves.

Bout thirty minutes later, everybody started coming in. Sinko and Mijo came together carrying bottles of liquor. Mijo ain't bring nobody but Sinko had a cute snow bunny on his arm. Keeis had his girlfriend Kira with him, who was three months pregnant. I rubbed her little stomach as she walked in, introducing her to Cree.

I looked around as everybody got comfortable, the ladies in the living room while the guys were watching the game in the theater room. It was a couple people missing.

"Baby," I motioned for her to come here, breaking her conversation with Kira. "Where Deja and Keh at? They not coming?"

"I just talked to Kehlani a minute ago, they should be on their way."

"PRESENT!!"

We both turned to the patio door, watching Deja walk through dramatically. "We have arrived, bitches."

"Oooh, my god." Kehlani came in behind her, shaking her head. "Wassup, y'all."

Everybody spoke as they sat down, Deja grilling us with them hazel ass eyes. She always had a problem.

"I hope she don't be on one tonight. I ain't trying to hear her shit." Cree said, shaking her head.

"You know she got your best interest at heart, aight? So what she if she overdo it sometimes. I can handle it." I told her, grabbing her waist and kissing her cheek. "Whenever you ready, I can get them niggas out here and we can say grace. I'm starving."

She just laughed, rubbing her hand under my shirt. She ran her hand up and down my abs. "I got something for that later." She bit her lip, reaching her hand down my pants until I stopped her. I could feel my shit stiffening up, so I had to take control of the situation.

"Yo, you tryna get FUCKED up." I mumbled to her as I pulled her close, turning away from everybody. She started laughing again, wrapping her arms around me.

"Yup, I sure am." ." She grabbed my hands and put them on her ass, letting me cop a feel. "And it's all easy access. Nothing panties." She said, referring to the romper she was wearing.

I cussed to myself as I rubbed between her legs, feeling the heat from her pussy. Damn man. If only everybody wasn't here. I just shook my head as she pushed away from me, grinning as she walked over to everybody.