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3:54 pm
"Stop, why the fuck you sitting over me doing that." I jerk my head back as Tremani pick my lace.
He suck his teeth. "Guh, shut the fuck up that shit already lifting."
"You shut the fuck up, big tape worm looking ass nigga." I roll my eyes. I been here since eleven and this nigga have been bugging up, pissing me off the entire time.
"Ha Ha, yo ugly ass got jokes." Tremani playfully muff me in the back of my head.
I roll my eyes, scrolling through instagram as I laid out on his sofa. My head jerk back as a sack of money fell onto my phone.
"Who this fa?" I ask, lifting up the stack.
"Yo lace, go get that shit fixed." Tremani chuckle.
"Boy, I a slap spit from yo' ass." I mug him.
"What? I'm being deadass. I can't have my lil yea out here with a fucked up ass lace." Tremani laugh, leaning over me while slapping my ass.
The boy so damn goofy, it's cute but annoying at the same time.
"Thank you." I mumble as he lean down and peck my lips.
"Don't be scared to ask fa' shit, whatever you need I got you mama." He said, pecking my lips over and over.
"What you doing Friday?" I lift my eyebrow, shutting my phone off.
"I got to slide to my niece birthday party." He said before climbing over me to lay behind me.
"Awn, that's cute. How old is she turning?"
"Uh, shidd ion know." He replied nonchalantly.
I chuckle. "How you don't know how old your niece turning?"
"Shiddd, ion know. It's a lot of them luh mothafuckas" He said. "My sister got five of they ass just by herself and my other sister she got three."
"Damn, yall fertile." I chuckle.
"You fertile?" He squint his eyes.
"Ion know, I ain't pregnant yet so." I shrug.
Tremani yawn, stretching his arms over me. "Bae."
"Hm?" I hummed.
"I'm sleepy." He said.
"Go to sleep." I told him.
"Put me to sleep." He said, as I turn my head towards him.
I softly put my hand over his face. "Stop being freaky and close your eyes"
3 Weeks Later - June 1:00pm
"Feel like I just walked right out of heaven." Jourdan sang, wrapping his arms around me and swaying us side to side as I made his bacon, egg and cheese sandwich.
