Celine Washington is a strong independent black woman who doesn't take shit from anybody. She makes her own money working at a prestigious law firm, hard-working, self-assured, and in full control of her life. She trained herself to be that way with...
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Releasing my arms from around her waist, I came out of the trance I was in.
"Uh.." I started to say before clearing my throat "you eat dinner yet?"
"Oh no, I only had lunch" she said as she turned to face me.
I didn't respond as I looked into her eyes.
"What?" she asked curiously as she gave me a shy smile
"Nothing" I said shaking my head laughing lightly to myself
"So are we gonna get some food cause I am getting so hungry" she said as she walked past me leaving me standing in the room on my own.
Taking one quick look around, I sighed with content before head towards the door making sure to shut the lights and door on my way out.
"So you gonna cook or we ordering out?" Celine asked as she looked up from her phone
"Why I gotta cook?" I asked scoffing
"Cause I'm pregnant and because I clearly remember almost burning your kitchen and you banning me from using it" she said like the know-it-all she is.
"See you remembering all these things that I don't recall" I said playfully as I fully entered the kitchen "but yeah I'll cook. I can't order out, gotta keep my body tight"
"What are going to make?" She asked
"Uh white rice, marinated chicken breast, and some asparagus" I said as I moved past her and opened the fridge
"How boring, but you know what imma eat it anyways cause I'm hungry" she said nudging me as she went to sit on the kitchen bar stool
"Don't bite the hand that feeds you" I said chuckling as I begin preparing the food.
Celine sat quietly on the other side of the counter as she watched my movements.
"So Chris, how do you know Kennedy? You seemed unsurprised when I mentioned her"
"First of all not everyone follows and knows photographers by name. I sure the hell don't" I said chuckling "but...uh, if we talking about the same Kennedy, then I may or may not have ran into her a few times" I said grinning
"Is that a smile on your face? You like her?" Celine said smirking
"I don't know her enough to like her. We barely talk" I said brushing Celine off
"You barely knew me and that didn't stop you from tryna get at me" she said smartly
"Can you shut up?" I said playfully "I don't even know what you're trying to get at"
"I'm was just pointing something out" she laughed "but I mean she's really pretty huh?"
"Are you tryna pimp me out?" I asked as I poured olive oil into the pan to start cooking the asparagus.
