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"Where you going looking like that," Khalil asked but I ignored him.
He wasn't my nigga so he needed to mind his own— or Nia's. Whichever he preferred.
He had been gone out to his mothers house for the last couple of days or so he says. The girls hadn't seen him except for over FaceTime and I was tight.
I grabbed my purse before he grabbed my arm. "You don't hear me talking to you?"
I looked down at his hand and back up at him, jerking my arm out of his embrace before I left the room.
I was going out to shake my ass at a private club so I wouldn't wake up in the morning to my face all over the internet.
I didn't have on any panties— but a thong and if I bent down the wrong way you'd see my full moon.
I'm young and beautiful, Khalil is lucky to have me but he's a dumb ass.
He followed behind me trying to catch me before I left but I quickened my pace nearly jogging out the door and to my car.
The girls were supposed to be going to spend the weekend with their cousins— Nixcia and Naomi but until their aunt and uncle picked them up Khalil could manage watching them by himself.
As I made it to the car Khalil was right on my heels.
He knocked on my window and I rolled it down slightly. "What." "You know I have to work, where are you going and why is your ass hanging out your fucking dress!" He said as his nostrils flared.
Aw the poor babies mad.
"First of all I don't care those are your kids just as much as they're mine." I said as I applied some lipgloss to my lips. "Take the day off."
"Second, I'm not your woman so mind the business that pays you."
I rolled my window up on him before he was able to speak. I watched him stare at me and say things that were inaudible as I blasted my music and backed out of the driveway.
