Latoya pov
"That's not enough tables!" I yelled at the workers.I was trying to set up everything for tonight and nobody was following my directions.
"Hey mommy. How are you." Cass said kissing my cheek.
"I'm stressed out." I said moving my hair to one side.
"Everything looks good so far." She said looking around.
"Where are the chairs!" I yelled at them again.
Cassidy laughed at me. "Where is the birthday boy now?" She asked.
I looked at the time on my phone it was 11 am. "He is still sleeping."
"Well you better be there before he wakes up."
I nodded. "Listen to me! When I get back everything better be in order! The party starts at 7!" I yelled.
All of them nodded.
DaMarco
"Happy Birthday Baby." Toya whispered in my ear."Stop. That's creepy as hell." I said turning over.
I heard her laugh. "Wake up. It's your birthday."
"I know. And all I wanna do is sleep." I mumbled.
"Well you can't sleep all day. I got plans for you."
I opened my eyes. "Like what?"
"We are gonna go to the club."
"Hell no. Your not going to a club."
"Marco. You act like I'm going to do something."
"I said no."
Latoya pov
I let Marco sleep for 2 more hours. I went back to the room."Marco we gotta start your day." I said shaking him.
It was going on 2 and I wanted to go out to eat before the party.
He sighed. "Fine. Where you wanna go?"
"Let's go to Applebee's."
He scrunched up his face. "Hell no."
I frowned. "Since its your birthday you pick." I said.
"I want some chipotle."
"Really? Out of everything you pick chipotle." I said.
"Yep. Get dressed." He tapped my ass.
I rolled my eyes and picked out a cute dress.
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Thug Next Door (EDITING)
RandomLatoya White a 22 year old with a cold heart moves into a neighborhood only to find out she lives next door to the biggest thug in Atlanta. Can he make her cold heart warmer? Read to find out.