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"If you win me one more stuffed animal, ima lose it." I smirked as Devante hung his second monkey around my neck.

"Awh come on, I'm tryna put my years of playing basketball to good use. Plus, I heard you women could never have too many stuffed animals." He nudged me.

"I find flowers nicer... and less heavy." I struggled to hold the prizes.

"There's a flower man over there if you want a daisy or somethin..." He pointed.

"Oh hell no, no more. You can get me a funnel cake since you wanna be Mista Get Bad with your wallet." I raised an eyebrow.

"That do sound good... we can go on the Ferris wheel after, if you ain't afraid of heights." Devante teased.

"Ain't a lot that scare me." I shrugged.

***

Devante and I gazed over the city as the Ferris wheel slowly took us higher up; I began to munch on my funnel cake.

"It's good huh? Let me get a piece!" He reached to pinch off a bit of it causing me to pop his hand.

"Boy you can lose your life..." I glared at him.

"It's like that?" He shot me a smile that damn near made me drop the funnel cake.

"I don't know where ya hands been, don't go reaching for shit!" I snapped.

"Aiight, so feed it to me, then." Devante suggested as he scooted closer and opened his mouth.

I cackled as I threw a piece in. My finger brushed against his lips and chile, they were soft as a baby's ass.

My hormones got to raging.

"I should've bought one for myself." He chewed.

I admired his fine ass. I bit my lip as he wiped the corners of his mouth.

He looked at me but I didn't stop staring.

"What's going on in that pretty big head of yours ?" He asked.

"Nothing..." I looked away.

"Doubt that. You staring like you like somethin you see." Devante shot back.

I rolled my eyes and said nothing.

"How you feel about roller coasters?" I asked.

" I love them, what's up, you wanna get on the Cyclone?"

"Lets do it."

***

" I really had a good time, Devante." I smiled at him.

"Me too, Mo. We gotta do this again."

We both stood in front of my door as it began to rain.

"I would invite you over but I ain't gon push it." He smirked.

Push it, I want you to. My hormones screamed.

"Yeah..." I bit my lip.

There was a silence.

"Can I kiss you goodnight or is it too soon?" He asked.

"You can kiss me" I was feenin.

He cupped my chin and planted a soft one right on my lips.

Take this fool inside neoooooowwwww. Slip him the tongue- hell, slip him the whole damn coochie!

Good God. It took me all I had not to break that boy down right there and then.

"Goodnight, Mo." Devante beamed.

"Night, Devante." I swooned as he walked off my porch.

I unlocked my door and went inside.

I leaned on the wall and contemplated running next door for more kisses. The house was quiet so I assumed the girls were at Keke's mother's crib for the night.

"So that's who you foolin with now?" I heard a voice that weakened my stomach.

"This can't be..." I shook my head.

"We need to talk, Mo."

"How the fuck did you get in my house, Tupac?!" I spat as I turned the lights on to get a good look at him.

"Ain't that hard to break in, this ain't the projects..." he shrugged.

"Oh I was supposed to laugh? You got a lot of fuckin nerve coming around here, you know that? Why can't you just leave me alone? You had no problem doing it when we were together." I angrily took off my coat.

"You got every right to be pissed. I made mad mistakes Mo- hold it against me in the future, but for now I need you to bear with me and put your irritation to the side. You're in trouble, Mo. I need you to explain that situation to me again and this time I'm ready to listen, I promise." He pleaded.

I stood there confused, angry, and shocked.

"Why should I?" I hissed.

"Because Suge is trying to kill you and kidnap that baby. That's why. I'm the only thing that's gonna save y'all asses but I need you to cooperate with me. I understand all of your feelings, I swear I do, but I need you to work with me. Time is limited, Monika."

My nerves began to go rampant. I scanned Tupac's face- it had been as if he hadn't slept in days but he was still awfully attractive and I hated it.

He pulled out a Manila folder with pictures of me and Biggie when I dropped Mishak off. I froze.

"We were being followed?!" I exclaimed.

"We got some information we need to exchange, Mo. So you with me or what?"

I looked through the pictures furiously, wanting answers and explanations because I thought I put an end to all of this bullshit.

"Where do I start?" I asked.

"From the very start- and don't leave anything out."

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