*Breezy in pic above**
**** Tammi P.O.V****
"Yeah it's me , you excited?" I replied. I should smack myself. What type of shit was that? Now he probably thinks I'm some conceited ass bitch. He chuckles and I laugh.
"Yeah I'm excited. You look good , beautiful." He replies as he looks in my eyes. I smile and compliment him back.
"I'm sorry I haven't texted you , I lost your number..." I said breaking the silence. I lied. I had that shit right in my bag. I was just too chicken shit to text this man. He is absolutely fine as hell. He panty dropping fine.
"It's all good. It seems God looking out for a nigga. He let us see each other again gorgeous. How you been?" I smiled.
" I been good , I been focusing on me. Trying to live my life. Nothing special. What about you ?" I asked.
"Been looking for your Ass if we being honest. That smile burned in my Brain. When you didn't text me , I was a little worried no doubt. I was thinking I may have tried to hard. " He replied as he rubbed his goatee. "You wanna take a seat or something? " he asked and I nod my head. Hell yeah I need to sit.
I grabbed another Pepsi and followed him upstairs to a space that had two big couches with a pool table , a bar and a big ass tv. This must be their chill room in the house. I take a seat on the couch and he takes a seat on it as well.
He sits close but not too close. Another person could sit in the middle of us if they wanted to. If he sat any closer , I would have licked him. I just want to see if he taste as good as he looks.
"So you gonna tell me your real name , young man?" I smile at the end showing my pearly whites.
He raises his left eye brow at me. "Young man ? Nah I'm a grown man , little girl. But the names Antonio. You gonna tell a nigga yo real name ?" He ask looking dead in my eyes.
I know when people talk they are supposed to look each other in their eyes. But this feels different. His gaze makes me feel like he's looking into my soul.
"Little girl? Hmph. The name is Tamera but everyone calls me Tammi."
"Yeah I said little girl, your body may be grown but you definitely look young in the face." He said looking at my body.
Here I go feeling insecure again. I push that feeling aside and asked him how old he is.
Apparently he just turned 21. His birthday was November 11th. We sat and chat and he is pretty cool so far.
I can tell all the bitches love him. He's gorgeous, got manners , clean , no kids , funny , and chill. I wonder why he got his eyes on me. Maybe he wanna fuck.
He made me laugh and shit that I didn't even realize it was 10:30. I didn't want to be out late I had to be up at 6.
"Oh damn it's 10:30." I said.
"You got a curfew youngin ?" He asked laughing. I laughed too at his smart ass mouth.
"I don't but I got school and work tomorrow lil boy." I stand up and he stands up too. When we stand up he stands in front of me. I tense up because what in the fuck is about to go down.
"Damn , you gotta go already beautiful." He said biting his lip. I look up at him in his eyes now. His dark brown eyes stare back into mine.
Next thing I know his lips smash into mine. He taste like weed and cherry lip balm. At first I didn't kiss back until I felt both his hands slide up my titties and rest on my neck. He tightens his grip around my neck and my mouth opens to gasp.
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B. L. A. C. K.
ChickLitTamera Brown a.k.a Tammi lives in Boston , Massachusetts. She is a 17 year old trying to find a way and not fit in with the "norm". Will she find herself or will she blend in with the crowd?
