Chap'Three

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My phone kept going off while I refused to answer. This isn't wise with the lifestyle I'm in, but who the fuck be getting into shit at fuck off hours in the morning? Niggas should be sleep.

Just as I was about to doze back off some police type knocking startled me making me jump the fuck out of my sleep, fuck these niggas do?

Without giving it much thought. I ran downstairs unarmed, unlocked my door and swung it the fuck open.

"Magine if I did come hay to kill you." Heir flashed me his grill.

"Nigga you be dumb?" I hissed yanking him inside.

This fool really crossed my territory and showed up at my house uninvited.

"You wasn't answering me." Heir now seemed annoyed making me roll my eyes.

"Niggas be sleep." I huff.

"Niggas should be up since these is da only hours we got to we self." Heir shoved me up against a wall.

When we're not running our own shit, we dealing with the new niggas and if we have time to ourselves we link. Lately I've been avoiding sneaking around with him shit almost went too far last time, it scared me off. I don't know what I feel for Heir but I know for a fact that nigga like me, maybe I could find myself fully falling for him but where the fuck that finna go? We can't come out.

"Shit!" I'm dragged the fuck out my thoughts by Heir sucking on my sweet spot. "Nigga stop." I shove him away catching my breath.

"Mind me when I talking den." He licked his lips at me, fucking whore.

"Watchu said?" I should've been paying attention but this nigga distracting as fuck.

"I suh we got problems b." Heir made his way over to my living room.

Standing in the entrance to my living room all I could do was admire Heir. He finna be so hurt if I don't fall for him like he so cockily predicted. If that happens at least it'll be a real reason for niggas to beef but I don't think he petty like that, also he been knew I wasn't down like but he pushed for a chance no matter the outcome.

"What problems?" I ask straddling him.

"I cuh ask you sain?" Heir raked his eyes all over me as he spoke. I shook my head no smirking at his lil pout.

"Them niggas is trying to get us to beef and using our own people to do it with us focused on killing each other they could move in." I had figured this out for myself but I ain't wanna believe it because it sounds easy.

"Hopefully it's just those two snakes we gotta worry bout cause a lot a folk wanna see us kill each other." Heir sighed sinking further down into my couch.

He looks so damn good tonight and he ain't wearing shit but all black, his favorite color it seems. He looks exhausted too I should suck his di... the fuck typa shit you on Ohm?

"I feel da ya know." Heir smiled. I groaned hating my sensitive ass self for it.

We fell into silence. Heir just sat there staring up at me while I looked everywhere but at him, how does he get me like this? I ain't ever been soft for a motherfucka but Heir different and I ain't even know him that long, shit scary.

I really wish there was some type a way I could give him a real chance but I can't. I've heard rumors of Heir being into the gay sex, if those rumors are true it means he doesn't care and that's good for him real good.

He should chase somebody who can keep the same energy.

"Wa you thinking bout?" Heir asks placing his hands on my hips.

"Nun I wanna get into right now." I'd like to have this conversation with him someday but shit finna ruin our lil vibe right na.

Heir gripped my hips, I bit my lips. We not bout to do this gay ass shit again. As scared as I am when that nigga lips touch mine shit don't matter, it's comforting something I'm not used to.

"Don't take shit far like las time." I whispered against his lips, pretty sure he ain't care.

My hips rolled as our kiss got super fucking heated, I wanted it to stop before shit got too far but Heir don't fucking listen. I felt him stiffening under me and I pulled away, we can kiss and be cute but I'm not ready to get down like that.

"Wanna sleep over?" Heir seemed shocked by my question, I was too because this nigga need to leave.

Heir shrugged standing up, how is he carrying me?

I directed Heir to my room while I had a mental battle about the embarrassing position he had me in. When we reached my room Heir tossed me down and started to undress, I was already ready for a bed socks, boxers and an oversized hoodie on. Don't judge me my AC tripping.

With nothing but boxers on Heir hopped into my fucking bed and rolled over on top of me, he smells so fucking good.

"Le we do Q and A I wanna know my baby better." BABY?! Father lord I pray.

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