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Khyree Watts spent 20 years in prison for a crime he did protecting a mother who never really loved him. He didn't talk about that night, he became silent, hurt that his mom would betray him at just 13. He became cold, distant...
"Hey baby... we're going somewhere. I want you to meet somebody." I leaned down in front of my son. Tyrique was five years old now, he was my world despite who his father was. Could no man come before my son and that was real.
"Who mama?" I smiled at him.
"His name is Chris and he's really nice." I smoothed my hand over his braids and tugged the ends.
Me and Chris been talking heavy in the last few months. I ain't gonna lie, he was sexy as fuck. But I had to keep myself distanced since I first met him, I didn't need another man. Especially if he'd end up like Israel fuck ass. I didn't want it, I didn't need it. I was good with my son.
"Whose that?" Tyrique cringed in dislike. He looked at me, at the mention of a special friend being a guy. Ty had no trust in men, after what we been through with Israel.
"He's a special friend of mines. We're gonna go to Kids Palace to meet him." I mentioned the popular kids restaurant/playground.
He'd been dying to go, but with me tryna stay outta public because of Israel, that would be the first place he'd go to, looking for us. Even though I was kinda making a name for myself, I still stayed outta public in fear of Israel finding where we stayed at. But with Chris, I felt safe.... I saw him at Ebony's birthday. His fun loving personality changed quick, when Israel and his boys popped up on us. I dunno how the fuck he found me!
"I don't wanna go, mama..." There was a fear in my baby's eyes. And honestly I was hesitant to even try and convince him to go and meet Chris. But I liked Chris...a lot.
He was funny, sweet, and an edibles junkie that was even more hilarious. Now, I don't take no shit from no niggah after Israel and the fact that Chris stepped up for me, without knowing the full extent of the situation, started showing me a different side of him. I really wasn't gonna give him no type of chance, but he made it so hard to ignore him.
"How about we do this.....we stay here with aunty Sha...order some pizza, wings and invite Chris over. If you don't like him, you tell him to go and if he still don't listen, mama will go in her closet in the safe." I ain't scared to say I gotta 45 ready to be fired off. But if I'm tryna start something with Chris, I at least should try.
It's been about three months now. I wasn't thinking bout messing with no one, let alone bring another man around my son, but Chris felt different...in a good way. I had that deep feeling that he was a good thing for me. Chris was patient, willing to be just a friend, but he definitely made his feelings known....
"Wassup Ms. Golden Dukes...?" I looked up from what I was doing and I swear I was stuck.
Christopher Knight....
Boston's most sought out photographer. He did a lot of exclusive pictures with these rising artists and models. He had that eye, he even did a few of QueenDiamond, Tracy and all these big ass celebrities pictures. I just found out, that he had a contract with Folio for the movie.
"Uhh...hey." I ain't never been nervous round no man. I know I was fine and I know I can get any man I want, but Chris made me nervous, like he was always watching me.
"So....I was wondering if we could chill sometime. I been feeling your vibe." He was looking sexy as shit today. Grey suit, burgundy tie. His curly hair in a fade and beard lined up. Just sinful....
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