Karma|A Dave East Story|

5. Date...maybe

A few hours later...

Karmani's Perspective:

After hanging up from Dave I get up hop in the shower again and put on a cute shirt and some jeans, wrap my hair up in a bun and send my my address. He hearts the message letting me know he got it. I'm a little nervous so I start to pick up things that really don't need to be touched cause my house is nearly spotless.

After about 30 minutes of aimlessly pacing and cleaning there's a knock on the door. I rush to the door like an excited kid. I take a few seconds to calm down and look normal then I open the door.

"Hay Dave.." I smile up at him looking so damn fine with those braids and those tattoos.

"Wassup ma" he smiles back at me pulling me into a hug.

He smells exactly like a grown my should, delectable! His hand linger around my lower back close to my butt. We release each other at the same time with no awkward overtime in the hug.

"I gotta go upstairs to get my purse, you can come sit down if you want to." I pull the door open.

He walks in looking around before he sat down on the couch. I walked walked upstairs.

Dave's Perspective:

Even after I let her go I can smell her perfume, it's nothing better than a woman that smell as good as she look. I walk into her place and everything look nice as hell. I sit down on the couch. Her shit ain't crowded or tacky it's comfortable, I can see myself spending a lot of time here.

"What you smirking about?" She asks me coming back down the steps, I guess I was thinking a lil too hard.

"Nothing ma, you just got a nice ass place"

"Well thank you, I decorated it myself. Want a tour?"

"Shid why not?" I agree.

She took me from the living to the kitchen, then upstairs guest bedroom then the final stop was her bedroom.

"And this is my happy place, also known as my bed" she plops down on her bed full of pillows and stuffed animals.

"What in the fuck are all of those pillows for?" I laugh at her.

"They're comfortable, I don't got nobody to hug at night so my pillows do the job" she sat up Indiana style with her back against the pillows.

"They don't hug back though"

"That's why I have so many, I can just surround myself in them and it feel like a hug"

"Or you could just like a real nigga come hug you at"

She just blushed with out responding.

"Anyways, I think you said something about going to get food when you got here, so let's go." She changed the topic.

"Let's ride then ma." I held out my hand.

She wrestled her way out of all her pillows and grabbed my hand. We left out of the building and got into my car.

"Where you wanna go?"