Chapter 13 : On Chill

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The sun began to fade changing the sky colors from the light blue and into the light lavender sky as Camille laid in the middle of her bed with absolutely nothing to do

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The sun began to fade changing the sky colors from the light blue and into the light lavender sky as Camille laid in the middle of her bed with absolutely nothing to do. The girls were spending time with Antonio for the whole week inside of his new home. So Camille just decided to stay inside of the house and binge watch any and everything that seemed interesting. Wrapped in between the covers, Camille turned on her stomach before closing her eyes. She was willing to take as much naps as she could being that Antonio was no longer living with her and when the girls got back, it'll just be the three of them once again. Camille could feel herself sinking into the bed, but immediately got interrupted from somebody honking their horn. It wasn't an obnoxious honk, but it was able to get her to open her eyes. "These people need to hurry up and get away from my damn window." She mumbled covering her head with her blanket and closed her eyes again. Honk. Honk. Honk. There the sound of the car went honking again causing Camille to roll out of her bed and snatch the curtains back. She was getting ready to tell the driver about him/herself and that damn three honk. Snatching the window up, Camille started to laugh as she easily spotted him sitting on top of this black 2019 Porsche Panamera 4D. Although his back was turned, Camille could fill out that shape from anywhere and the owl tattoo that was drawn onto his right hand, that's the same hand he drove with. "You know you could've just knocked on my door, right?!" Camille called out to him. He took off his hoodie revealing that his box braids were pulled back into a ponytail then looked over at Camille's bedroom window. "So when are you going to come outside?" He asked as he held the same goofy smile Camille wore on her face. "I'm coming now. Give me five." She replied before closing the window then the curtain. Wearing only her bath robe, Camille hung it up before slipping into her gray Nike sweats and the hoodie that matched and slid her feet into her Milano Di Rouge slides. She grabbed her keys and her phone before making her way out of the door and over to him as he now faced her door leaning up against his car. "What's up?" He smiled sliding off of the car and opened up his arms. "Ain't shit. What you on?" She asked bringing a smirk to Alijah's face. "I came to scoop you for the day and get the time that I've asked for." He smiled taking a hold of Camille's hand causing her to blush. "And where are we going? I look a mess, so it can't be too fancy." She shrugged while watching as Alijah licked his lips. It felt as if his tongue was moving in slow motion as his tongue swiped over his bottom lip bringing immediate gloss to it. "Do it have to be?" He asked with a raised brow and Camille shrugged. "It doesn't matter, we're just spending time with each other. Right?" She asked and he nodded his head. Alijah eyed Camille closely bringing a slight blush to her face. "What?" She asked and he shook his head before licking his lips. "So stop staring that hard. You're making me nervous." Camille frowned causing Alijah to chuckle and pulled her back into a hug. It's like Camille melted into his chest as she inhaled and exhaled the slight scent of his Gucci cologne and the mixture of weed that stung to his hoodie. "I mean I wouldn't mind seeing you in one of those tight ass dresses.... Having that little booty poking the way it does inside of those jeans you like to wear." Alijah finally spoke up causing Camille to giggle. Looking up at Alijah as she placed her chin onto his chest and smiled, she liked the way he just slipped that in. "You like that huh? So where are you taking me because I'll love to dress up, maybe put on the tightest dress possible." She smirked causing Alijah to look down at Camille and smiled. He licked his lips sending a heat flash through Camille's body. "It'll be a surprise. Go ahead and get sexy for me baby girl, I'll see you at eight." Alijah said breaking their hug and Camille's eyes immediately glossed like a lost puppy. She just missed that feeling of being in a man arms and being held so secured and tight. "What? Eight isn't a good enough time?" Alijah chuckled as he brushed his hand across Camille's face. She couldn't help but to blush and shake her head. "It's not that, I'll be ready." She smiled as her cheeks flushed with heat. Just a simple touch from Alijah had Camille's body warm and aching for another interaction with Alijah. "You sure? Because I don't have a problem carrying you out of your house half dressed, I'll just smack the first nigga to ever think that it's okay to look at Baby Girl." He asked with a raised brow causing Camille to laugh and playfully hit his chest. "Relax. I've been seen plenty of times before, but nobody didn't get to touch this and that's what matters. But I'll be ready." Camille laughed and Alijah nodded his head. "You promise?" He asked holding out his pinky causing Camille to giggle and stare at him waiting for him to laugh it off. But being that he held his pinky out, Camille stuck hers out before locking their fingers and got pulled into another tight hug. "I promise." Camille whispered to Alijah while rubbing the back of his neck with her free hand. "I'll see you at eight." She smiled breaking their hug before turning around and jogged back upstairs then inside of her house. Watching as he got back inside of his car then drove off, Camille couldn't help but to squeal. "Bitch you're going on a date!!" She shouted rushing towards the back. Camille needed to get as sexy as it gets, but also keep it classy. There was some boundaries that she wanted to set for herself whether was her mind clouded just a few minutes ago. That's what made her want to set the boundaries in the first place. Camille wasn't too good with relationships and somehow she always ended up with the lunatics that loved either too hard or too less. Both leaving her heartbroken. Even though it was only a first date, Camille just wanted to see what would this date hold for them in the future. Just for the sake of herself and her girls. "Damn. I always do this to myself, say yes to going out knowing I'm going to be fighting for the next hour on what the hell am I going to wear." She frowned but a smile easily broke through as Alijah lingered on her mind. Who would've known that unfamiliar face that helped me with my stroller would've been taking me out on a date tonight ? Hmmm who would've known... Camille blushed as she stared inside of her closet.

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