"I was told by Judge Maury I wouldn't be sent to jail for possession of a weapon if I cleaned up my life and she said here is were I should start." he explained
We were now in my office seated at my desk me in my chair and him seated across me I took this time to drink his features in he was light skin had green and bluish eyes some full light pink lips above his left and right ears he has a fade until a little more than the top has short curls, two Diamond earrings in both ears he was wearing some white Calvin Klein spandix boxers, grey joggers a white tank top a marijuana designed bucket hat and some nike socks with some slides, damn he was so bomb I be peepin but I see him peepin too.
"Yeah I own the place so are you planing on staying here or just coming everyday from your house?."
"Why can't I go home with you?." he asked
"Tuh little boy-
"Who you calling a little boy I'm 25." he cut me off
"We'll grown man my house is out of any options I'm giving you."
"Ma why you wanna put up a front I seen you peepin I know you seen me peepin to."
"Like you said you came here to get helped not get a girl, with that in mind-
I got a missed call from your bitch, I was cut off again this time by my phone ringing, without looking at the caller I.D I answered
(Phone Conversation)
Dominique: Hey baby
I groaned: What Dominique
Him: Baby why you sound so salty
Me: NIGGA I SWEAR STOP CALLING ME DID YOU NOT GET THE MEMO WHEN YOU SLEPT WITH KIERA THAT AFTER THAT YOU WERE INSTANTLY CUT OFF I DON'T FUCK WITH YOU ANYMORE!
Him: You never did fuck with me that's why I did what I did
Me: Bye Dominique.
Him: wait n-
(End Of Phone Conversation)
This time I was the one to cut someone off, he always brought out the ghetto in me I swear niggas like that are just straight up foul, when I looked up at this guy his eyes was wide starting at me in shock, like I said people are use to me being classy, after he recovered he started smirking
"Who was that." he asked
"Sadly my ex."
"Don't start that shit with me I just seen you act all black don't start switching up on me, show me your real self." this nigga -_-
"Your name ?."
"Snapped." again -_-
"Your real name?." I tried again
"My government name is Keenan, yours."
"Aaliyah." I answered
"Beautiful name for a beautiful gir- correction women." I just started dying Cx I can't and then he has to make it worse when he started looking at me all weird
"Cheesy ass." I mumbled and he cracked a smile...damn his teeth is on fleek that smile almost killed me
"So can I go to your place?."
"Nope but you can stay here, anyways why were you in the position of a weapon."
"Thug shit." he answered, ooh he a thug damn
"We'll do you wanna be here?." I asked
"If you're gonna be here everyday than yes." I think I blushed •.•
"We'll I do own the place so I'm kinda suppose to be here all day everyday." then Keenan wanna start smiling...ugh he know he fine
"Can you show me to my temporary room Ms.Aaliyah?."
"Yes follow me."
KEENAN'S P.O.V
I asked her to show me to my 'room' even though I had a mansion due to me working for the Trap King.
"Yes follow me." she said then stood up and walked out her office leading me up to the 4th floor, the whole time I was just staring at her ass and hips swaying in those tiny shorts...Thank you judge Maury her shit was fat asfu.
"Here you are Keenan." I loved the way my name sounded coming out of her beautiful red painted lips I could just imagining her moaning it...I really need to stop I have never been the type of nigga to cuff and I'm not gonna start for some hoe .
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Helpers Love
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