Don't hate the player hate the Game

Be my Girl & Let's have Fun

(Craig POV)

“Craaig, stooop…” MiMi giggled.

 I laughed and let her go. “I quit, Mi.” I said, kissing her softly.

 She hung her arms around my neck, I slipped my arms around her waist as our kiss got more intense. My lips moved down to her neck and she moaned softly.

 “Craig…no.” She said.

 I stopped and kissed her gently on the lips, then let her go. “Soo…whatcha’ wanna do?” I asked.

 “Where your friends at?” MiMi asks.

 “Welp…my sister has disappeared as did my cousin. Jake is chilling with Chantelle, I think they’re gonna get together soon. Trey is with his girl Sydney. Annnd…I’m with you.” I said.

 She smiled. “This competition is gonna be sooo dooope.” MiMi says.

 “I know. You hosting, right?” I asked.

 “Yep. I’m real excited. I’ll be cheering for FLY.” She says.

 “I would hope so.” I said.

 She laughs, pulling her hair out of her ponytail. “Wanna get some ice cream?”

“Definitely.” I said, excitedly.

 She giggled. “Greedy.”

 “Aye…I ain’t had ice cream in a min. No judging.” I said, laughing.

 “Never that, boo.” MiMi said.

 “One thing…” I said.

 “What?” MiMi asked.

 “Be my girl?” I asked.

 “I thought I already was…” MiMi says. “But…of course.”

 I smile and kiss her softly. “A’ight, let’s get some ice cream.”

 “You are so childish.” She laughs, following me out the door.

 “Annd, you looove it.” I said.

 MiMi rolled her eyes, giggling. “Shut up.”

 I smile, putting my arm around her.

(Zee POV)

“So, what we doing?” I asked him.

 “Whatever you wanna do…” He says, falling on the couch next to me.

 “Hm…wanna play Spades?” I asked.

 “Strip Spades?” He asks, eyebrow raised.

 I giggled. “Why not?” I shrug.

 He smiled sexily and nodded. “A’ight. I’ll go get the cards.”

30 minutes later, we’re down to our underwear.

 “You totally cheated.” I giggled, as he pulled me into his lap.

 “Nah, baby girl. I just know how to play. Want me to teach you?” He asks seductively in my ear.

 A chill went down my spine. This dude was too good. “Yeah.”

 He left kisses from my ear, down my neck, to my shoulder. “Let’s take this to my room.” He gets up, taking my hand and leading me down the hall.

 “Of course.” I giggled, following him.

(Syd POV)

“Treey!” I call.