You don't never have to ask me much
Only thing you gotta do is tell me to pull up
You don't never have to tell me none
I'll read your mind before you even speak up
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New York City- 12:36 a.m
"I really had a good time," my heels clicked on the concrete as he walked on the side of me holding my waist.
"I'm glad, I won't lie I was a little nervous." He played with his dreads.
"I was too. I haven't been on a date in a while. It was nice." The date consisted of dinner at LongHourn Steak House and frozen yogurt after. I wasn't a big fan of ice cream and even though he was I was glad he shifted his ice cream plans for me.
"You're beautiful," his hands pushed my hair behind my ears making a little smile appear. Besides Xavier I never had a man touch on me or call me beautiful. King did it but I had to remind myself plenty of times that it was friendly and nothing more.
"And you're handsome," I mumbled covering my face not wanting to show my ugly smile that showed all thirty of my teeth.
"You like me enough to give a goodnight kiss?"
Really wanting to say no, I looked at the hopeful face he held and didn't want to risk getting any anger.
"If you have to ask maybe I shouldn't," I looked afar chuckling at his facial expression. "I'm kidding, you can get a little peck."
"Just a little one," he joked back bending down placing his soft lips on mine.
Licking over my lips I tasted Carmex and I placed the key in the door not knowing what else to say as he stared at me like I was the last pack of chicken during a pandemic.
"Text me when you get home."
"I will, goodnight."
"Goodnight," I hummed.
Locking the door I couldn't help the smile that took over my face. I never was on a date, this was the first one. Xavier always hung out with me in our dorm and being homebodies we didn't have to go anywhere to feel the connection.
It was time I broke out of that because with that mindset I'll never get anywhere.
"You look stuck on stupid." King stared at me placing a spoonful of fruity pebbles in his mouth and texting on his phone. "It was good?"
"Yea, it was nice. I like him," I walked over holding my heels going over to him with my mouth opened wanting a spoonful.
Scrunching his face up at me, he scooted his bowl closer not wanting to share. "Please," I whined as he got up moving back from me laughing.
"Chill," he pushed me back a little. Fake being mad I stomped off going in my room, I just didn't feel like making my own bowl.
Taking my dress of I placed it in the hamper and dramatically sighed unhooking my bra. I didn't have much but the bra made my back feel like we were carrying watermelons.
