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11. date night

emiko.

i woke up entangled in glock's arms. i laid there reminiscing about last night.

i didn't plan for any of that to happen. but to be honest it was the best sex we've have so far and it was well needed.

glock's phone continued to ring until he finally rolled over answering it.

"what man" he answered "man y'all trippin" he said more annoyed than before

i watched as he sat on the phone ready to hang up.

"bet ima fuck witchu" he said before hanging up

he put his phone back on the stand beside him and pulled me to lay under him again.

"i need to get up" i said

"you can wait" he said nuzzling his head in the crook of my neck
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i was so fucking exhausted. from the photo shoot to the long ass plane ride back home. Drena decided to stay one more day she claimed she had a hosting with Bernice.

"bitch i ain't gone make it home" Lex said trudging to my bed

"bitch i knew that what gone happen" i chuckled going to my fridge

i grabbed a water bottle and went to my living where i laid on the couch. i received an email from the photographer sending some of the pictures from the photo shoot.