Mine Games 2: Santana & King

Chapter Fourteen

Excuse the mistakes!

Dex drove through the city of Detroit bumping Going Bad by Meek Mill ft Drake in his Smokey gray BMW. He turned down the road hoping to see the person he hasn't seen for a while. He gently took his foot off the gas, slowing down.

He couldn't help but smirk when he saw her. She was looking down in her phone as she walked down the street with a baby blue duffel bag on her shoulder that said Dance in white bold letters across it. He admired her slim thick body in her outfit. Pink leggings with a loose tank top and classic adidas.

Dex been eyeing her for a while and today he finally built up the courage and speak to her. He pulled up next to her and she stopped walking but slowly backed up afraid of who it could be behind the tinted windows. He rolled down the windows and stared into her brown hazel eyes. The sun kissed her caramel complexion allowing Dex to see her natural beautiful face. Her face was slim with perfect shape plump lips and thin almond shape eyes that was tilted upwards.

And she got Chinese in her too, he thought. He noticed today that her hair was in it natural, curly, nappy state in a high bun instead of under a weave or wig.

"I ain't gonna hurt you shorty" he smiled.

"So what do you want?"

"You"

"Excuse me?" She questioned. "I'm sorry I got a boyfriend"

"Yeah that's cool I ain't worried about homeboy"

"You should be?"

He chuckled, "I should?"

"Yeah"

"Why?"

"What?" She questioned.

"Tell me why?"

"Boy I ain't got time for this" she said waving him off walking away. Dex parked his car and hopped out locking the doors with his keypad. "Oh my gosh are your following me now? I knew I should've bought my mac-"

"Listen I ain't trying to hurt you" he chuckle putting his hands up to surrender. She looked Dex up and down twisting up her lips.

His medium brown skin glowed in the sun. Wearing light blue rip jeans and a faded tye dye shirt showing off the tattoos on his arms with a pair of Jordan's. He wore a black hat that had the Fresh Prince of Bel-air logo print on the front letting his braids that he had on the top of his head hang down underneath.

She couldn't help but admired the clothes he was wearing. It wasn't too flashy but she can tell he got money just by his car and the gold necklace he had on around his neck. But to her money didn't mean nothing.

Damn, he fine, she thought.

"So what you want?" She asked him with a hint of attitude in her tone.

"Truthfully shorty I'm trying to take you on a date you beautiful and bad as fuck" She rolled her eyes at his comment. "My fault" he chuckled. She couldn't help but smile lightly covering her face with her hand.  "Aahh there's that smile" he continued.

"You know what" she giggled. "Thank you I appreciate the compliment"

"Dex"

"Excuse me?"

"Dex that's my name"

"Dex?" She questioned. "What's your real name?"

"If you get to know me more maybe you will find out" he smirked.

"How old are you?"

"Just turned twenty a few months how about you?"

"Eighteen" she answered. "Look I got a boyfriend-"