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~Breezy P.O.V.~

The next day I decided to go on ahead and say aye to Yvonne again. Knowin' what she had gone through had me feelin' bad and I can always make her day, so why not put a smile on her face?

And a dick in her p-

"Aye Yvonne." I said walking into the shop. It was before store hours so it was empty.

"How'd you get in?"

"Picked the back door lock. Y'all should really upgrade that lock." I gave her a hug and took a seat in the office chair behind the main desk. "How are you doin'?"

"Wanna get locks with me in like 10 minutes? I don't know how to put a lock on a door." I nodded. "I'm pretty good, how are you?" The fact she's always in something short and tight makes me just already love being in here.

"I'll change the lock for you. I'm doin' good too. You look amazing." I think dunkin donuts finally opened up... I could go for a glazed donut right about now. Coffee not so much, but the donut though.

"Thank you. You always look good." Because I'm me. I can't not wake up looking sexy, like I just can't. I have a gift.

"Not as good as you." I said biting my lip.

"What goes on in your mind?" A lot of shit.

"Honey, you 'ont want or need to know what goes on in my mind. Just know a lot goes down." She walked over and took a seat in my lap.

"I wanna know."

"You don't need to." I rested my chin on her shoulder and wrapped my arms around her waist. "D'you miss me or nahh?"

"Yes I missed you. I would always ask Romeo if he saw you come in on a day that I wasn't there."

"Damn, those 3 years should have kept you busy."

"You'd think? Did you miss me?"

"Yee I missed talking with you and shit but once I heard you was an item with Jerome, I was gone. Y'all been broken up for a while?"

"Yeah, we've been broken up for about a year." She grabbed the desk and pulled the chair up to it, logging onto the computer. "I already know he has a new girlfriend."

"I wasn't about to bring that up, I was just askin' how long y'all been broken up for." I was being nosey and looking at the computer screen, reading all the stuff on there. "Why is there a file called "Not Porn"?" I asked with a roaring laugh.

"That's Romeo's file, it's not what you think it is." She clicked on it and a bunch of pictures of cats popped up.

"The fuck? What the hell does Romeo do on this computer?" I saw so many other files that left me dying.

"It's fun working here. He just likes to play all day." I can tell.

"Shit, I should work here. I get paid just to mess around? My kind of job." By mess, I don't mean fucking. I mean playing jokes and laughing with clients.

"I'll put a good word in for you to Romeo."

"Good? I need a great word." I said still looking around all the files.

"You'll get a good one." But I need a great word. That ain't fair, I'd put in an amazing word for her at a local strip joint just so she'd get the job.

"I see how it is. I'ma go to the chill room to get a drink, want anything?" I asked scooting her off and standing up.

"You-"