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Shamar adjusted the gun on his waist hopping out of the car. The neon sign gloed outside the small bar/restaurant. "Shamar." Bree called out walking over to him. "Wazzam? I just got hea'." He threw his arm over her shoulder.
"Well I've been here for a while I just came out for my phone, I wasn't sure if you wanted anything or not so I ordered you some wings." She spoke. He nodded holding the door open for her "Its coo' I fuck with wings."
"Well to be honest who doesn't?" She chuckled leading him towards the table by the window. "Vegetarians shit Vegans." He shrugged pulling out his chair. "Well besides those types of people."
"Everyone else fuck with it though. But imagine not eating meat that's crazy." He shook his head. "Yea it is I don't get the purpose of that either." She added. "Yea but you cute though." He leaned to the side "I like ya' fit too."
"Mhm you're cute too, you know before you called me earlier I was about to call you." He smirked "So you feelin' the kid huh?" He licked over his lips. She shrugged biting down on her lip "I mean you cute."
He smiled "Mhm, don't do that with me gir-" the cell phone buzzed in his back pocket "Scuse me." He turned to the side "Watchu want Lanique?". Bree nodded sighing. The waitress smiled placing their food on the table "If you need anything I'll be right over there." She flashed a smile at Bree leaving the table.
Shamar hung up the phone adverting his attention back to the girl that sat in front of him "My bad, my babymother stay trippin'." Bree smiled awkwardly "Yea are you and her off and on or?" Shamar quickly shook his head "Nah we done nothin' goin' on between us." Bree nodded "Ok, so how long were you two together?"
"Shit bout five four years." He scratched his chin dipping his wing into the ranch dressing. "Wow that's pretty long." He nodded "It is, how long was you're longest relationship?"
"You know that guy from a couple weeks ago Yea that lasted for 8 months." She spoke. "A'ight you still talk to him or nah?" He eyed her stuffing a load of fries into his mouth. "Nope I haven't heard from him since that night and I'm good with that, I've been trying to get rid of that entire situation for months."
"Well let's talk about somethin' else I don't like speaking on the past." She nodded "Mhm good idea, um when's your birthday?"
"August 8th yours?" Her eyes lit up "What yours on the same day?" She smiled shaking her head "No mines is the day before on the 7th but that's pretty close." He eyed her "Forreal? Thats crazy."
"Yea" she mumbled checking her phone. She went back and forth texting before she sighed getting up from her chair "I'm so sorry but I sorta have an emergency my brother got into some trouble."
"A'ight I got the bill." She pecked his cheek "Thankyou I had a great time and I hope that you'll let me make it up to you." She spoke. "Its coo'." He muttered pulling out his cellphone.
He sat there for a little over an hour before he made his way over the bar. Shamar sat at the bar he was on his fifth shot of Hennessy.
A short girl sat next to him "Can I have a shot of whatever he's having." She side eyed him. "Coming right up." The bartender chuckled. She eyed the male that sat beside her "You're cute." She spoke.
He smirked "You is cute too love." She bit down on her lip "I'm Maria." He flashed his golden smile "Shamar."
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Soft moans escaped from between her lips she cupped her breast into her palm nibbling on her bottom lip. He swished the sweat from his face pumping in and out of her. She grabbed onto the sheets.
