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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN/SIX
........ Without another word, DeVante slid the mobile device into his jacket pocket feeling a shift in his mood from earlier before. Talking to baby girl made a huge discrepancy in how he felt prematurely exclusively but somehow he felt uneasy as if something didn't feel right and he couldn't decipher exactly what it was. His mind stirred with tranquil thoughts. And all that he did comprehend was the feeling that slithered inside his intuition notifying him to go home straight right away. However, he did retain a tad too much to drink tonight.
Aaliyah was fine and could handle herself, DeVante. Relax dude.
The male sat back in the VIP lounge sharing laughs and more tonics with the remainder having a reasonable time for once dropping the paranoia. Shockingly he carried a grand time with Ebony conversing in conversation with the young woman coolly like two buddies catching up. She was a cool ass chick and he deciphered he was FALSE about her.
"Nah... I'm not a basketball fan, I mean M.J is cool and such.... however I do fuck around with boxing though. DeVante explained. Ebony scoffed sitting up.
"Nigga really?!"
DeVante laughed expecting that reaction. Everyone thought he was unprecedented for his aversion to the sport, especially for an African-American male however he didn't care he liked what he liked at the end of the day.
"If you lived in my hood back home, you'll get the brakes beat off of you. Ebony said shaking her head. if you spoke like that.
DeVante kissed his teeth."Tuh, girl you over here behaving like I said fuck Michael Jordan or some shit. Ebony smiled turning her body and making their knees touch. The feeling to the producer was quite uncomfortable, to be honest.
"You mind as well.
"That demonstrates how much you don't know, I happen to respect M.J, particularly his work ethic however I heard he isn't the most pleasant humble person on earth to know. And that right there is what I hate.
"If I had his money I probably wouldn't be humble either tuh. Just saying. She said with a shrug of her shoulders and DeVante considered that the most preposterous shit to suppose. He slanted his head to the side.
