Dave the type of guy who would give his last to a stranger because he never wanna see a soul struggle that's what Tia loved about him the most he is husband material and if you was to ask Dave Tia was wife material
They have been best friends for...
I was knocked out, deep in sleep, when I heard Tia yelling my name from the other room.
"Yes, baby?" I mumbled, barely opening my eyes.
"Can you get up? I'm bored as fuck."
I stretched, yawned. "What you wanna do?"
"I need some food... and some clothes."
I finally sat up, rubbing my face. We'd been at my place every day lately—it was starting to feel like home for both of us.
"Roll me some blunts," I told her, getting out of bed.
She grabbed my stash and started handling it while I headed for the shower. I let the hot water run all over me—it felt damn good. Cleared my head, woke me up.
When I stepped out, I walked into my closet and couldn't help but notice—half of Tia's stuff was in there. Shoes, tops, her little makeup bag... all of it.
"Mama, you takin' up my closet."
She looked up, grinning. "Dave, that big ass closet got more than enough room for me."
I shook my head, smiling to myself, and grabbed something to throw on. Right then, my phone started buzzing—Chris and Izzy were blowing me up with a group FaceTime.
Of course. Let the bullshit begin.
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^^Chris
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Izzy^^
"What's good, nigga?" I answered.
Izzy: "Where you at? Caked up with Tia?"
Chris: "You know he is."
"Man, fuck y'all. I'm at the crib. Izzy, you with yo baby mama?"
He and Kim had told me a few weeks back she was pregnant. They together now, and that's cool—but if he ever hurts her, that's his ass.
Chris: "Got his ass!"
Izzy: "Fuck y'all. But Bossman, you gotta work tonight."
"You heard yo self, right? I'm the boss. I don't work."
