The attraction between two people can be great. The sex can be mind blowing. The kisses can be electrifying....But is it love?
Reagan is a smart girl. Graduated from Howard University one of the top HBCU's in America. Reagan just moved to LA for he...
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My plane had just touched down in Maryland. I told Reagan I was going to NYC for a business meeting with new investors since all the stuff happened. Most of my investors came back about a week after Summer was exposed but I felt like it was time to start fresh and new, and what better time than now a month after the trial, a day before me and Rea 1 year anniversary, I'm just ready for life. But that's not what I was doing at all, I was really going to visit her dad.
It was 12pm and her parents house was only 25 minutes from the airport. I ordered my Lyft and waited. Nerves set in every time I saw how close my Lyft was getting, I tried shacking it off but that was hard to do considering. The driver finally pulled up and I hopped in the car.
"Good afternoon you doing good sir?" The man asked.
"Afternoon my man, I'm good and you?" I asked.
"I'm good man, thanks for asking." He said. We had lil conversation on the way to her parents home, it was nice honestly, it helped calm me down, he was a older man around his 50's he had a lot of good advice and I appreciated everything I heard from him. We soon pulled up to her parents house, I said my goodbyes to the man and continued my walk up the driveway.
"Breath Mike." I said, I didn't want to think about it to much an stress so I pressed the doorbell quickly and began waiting for a answer.
"Who is it?" I heard her mother call from the other side of the door.
"Michael." I responded then soon hearing her rush to the door opening it to allow me in.
"Oh Michael honey! Come in boy." She said smiling and closing the door along with locking it once I was inside.
"Is Reagan not with you?" She asked as I followed her into the kitchen where she was making mimosas.
"No ma'am." I said and she looked slightly confused but continued to do what she was doing then adding a smile.
"Then why are you here sweetie?" She asking pouring a glass and handing it to me.
"Thank you." I said before I took a few sips. "Wow, you make a hell of a mimosa." I said with laughter.
"When you were a bartender for almost 7 years you better know how to make a good ass mimosas." She said raising her glass then taking a sip.
"You gotta teach me one day." I laughed. "But I'm here to talk you Mr.Price, I actually wanted to ask him for his permission to marry Reagan. With the words marry Reagan, Mrs.Price eyes grew big and she dropped her glass onto the floor in shock, of course making her glass break.
"OH MY GOD!" She yelled looking beyond happy.
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