𝗠𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗻𝗮𝗻𝘁

Six

Kd pov:

"Man it's some bad bitches here tonight." James said looking around my house.

"Hell yeah especially shorty over there." I said pointing at some brownskin girl.

"Where Dior?" James asked and I scanned the room until I found her.

"Over there sitting on the stairs." I said and James dapped me up walking over there.

"Hey kd." A shorty said catching my attention.

I looked and seen it was, Drea some girl I met at a strip club.

"What's up witchou." I said and she shrugged.

"Wassup with you." She asked me grabbing my hand placing it around her waist.

"You never called me back." She said and I looked at James walking back over to me.

"What happen?" I asked him.

"She told me she wasn't interested." He said and me and Chris bussed our laughing.

"Nigga you basically saved her life and she rejected you?" Chris asked clowning him.

"Fuck y'all I bet neither of y'all can pull her." He said.

"Pull who?" Drea questioned and nobody answered her so she just walked off.

"I don't want her I got a bitch already and every other bitch who ain't jaylen ugly to me." He said.

"What about you kd you know you want her." James said and I shook my head no.

"That's cause he stuck on his baby's mommas." Chris said.

"Hell nah Monique dramafied and destiny don't want shit to do with me we just fuck time from time but she made it clear she ain't wanna be with my ass." I told them.

"Then why not get at Dior?" Chris asked me and I shrugged.

I didn't want shorty I didn't even see her like that.

She was more of a opp in my opinion, she suppose to be dead anyways.

"I give it a couple months." James said and Chris nodded.

"Y'all niggas wasting bets I'm not fucking with shorty." I said.

I walked over to Drea grabbing her hand and walking her to my room upstairs.

As we walked up the stairs Dior looked up at me then quickly looked away.

I pulled Drea in my room and locked the door.

"I been waiting on this." She told me pulling down my pants.