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"Nasir walked inside his loft with Elijah and Mazi. He had to wash his self off before he went home to Myair. He did not want her asking questions. It was now going on 11:00 and Nasir could not say he wasn't tired.
Taking off the bloody clothes, he walked in the bathroom before running the shower. Getting in, he began to wash his self up to par. After he was done, he got out before wrapping the towel around him.
Walking in the room, he felt the cold breeze brush up against his bare, dripping wet skin. Grabbing his undergarments, he changed into a grey and white nike jogging suit. Slipping on his all white vapormax, he grabbed his gun before putting it in his waistband.
Jogging down the stairs, he saw Mazi and Elijah talking. Nasir walked in the living room before grabbing a water bottle. Walking back out, he downed the water bottle before giving Mazi and Elijah his full attention. "Okay now that we took out half of his workers, I wanna sit still. I know he gon find out who did it and I know he gon think it's me so we gon wait until he grow a dick and start some shit." Nasir spoke. "Sound good to me." Mazi and Elijah said in unison.
"Okay, lets go, I gotta get home to my girl." Nasir said in all seriousness. "Dat ain't yo damn girl." Mazi laughed and Elijah nodded. "Yes the fuck it is now get the fuck out." Nasir spoke and Elijah shook his head. "Bye bro." Elijah said before dapping Nasir up as Mazi flicked him off before walking to his car.
Nasir got in his truck before pulling off and going home. On his way home, he called Myair. Waiting for her to answer, she didn't. Nasir frowned before calling again only to get sent to voicemail again.
Putting his phone back in his cup holder, he continued to drive home with Myair on his mind. Pulling up outside, all the lights were off. He just thought she was sleep.
Nasir got out his truck before walking to the doorstep and unlocking the door. Walking in, he closed the door behind him before locking it and setting the alarm back.
Sitting his keys on the nearby table, he jogged upstairs before going into myair's room. Seeing that she wasn't in there, he furrowed his eyebrows. Walking to his room, he opened the door and there she laid.
She was slumped and Nasir couldn't help but laugh. Walking in the closet, he took off his clothes before throwing on some basketball shorts. Getting in bed beside her, Myair jumped up.
"I'm sorry Nasir, I'll give you your space." Myair spoke in a raspy voice as she nervously laughed as she got up. "Girl lay yo ass back down." Nasir demanded and Myair mugged him before doing as told.
Laying back down, she sighed.
Myair K.
Myair laid back down before sighing. She was facing Nasir's chest so she got closer before wrapping her small arms around him. Smelling his men soap she relaxed.
Nasir wrapped his arms around Myair as one rested on her ass. Myair felt it but she didn't care. Myair was starting to fall for him. Quickly at that. Not slowly anymore, quickly. She thought that was bad but she didn't care.
She wanted to see herself with Nasir in the future but she could not predict. Myair kinda did listen to JuJu about them being official but with something serious, Myair thought that it should take time.
I mean if it wasn't serious, Myair would not be wrapping her arms around this man with her legs in between his.
Next day Nasir T.
Myair woke up to kisses all over her face. Her eyes fluttered open looking at Nasir. "Nasirrr.." Myair whined as she felt him trail kisses from her face to her neck.
With her panties starting to get soaked, she sat up. "Here you go babygirl." Nasir spoke as he sat a tray of breakfast in front of her. "Awnn, baby boy." Myair poked her bottom lip out.
"Don't call me dat, it's big daddy." Nasir said as he walked to the mirror that connected with his dresser. Brushing his waves, Myair watched his muscles flex with every brush he did. She bit her lip and Nasir saw her through the mirror.
He just laughed. He knew she was a lowkey freak. Nasir plopped back down on the bed before sighing. "What's wrong?" Myair asked concerned. Nasir ignored. Nasir couldn't tell Myair about his work. Not that he didn't want to but he wanted to keep her safe.
He wouldn't dare put Myair in harms way. "Nasir?" Myair spoke as she sat the tray on the nightstand. Taking the covers off her bare legs, she crawled to Nasir before climbing on top of him.
Tracing his tattoos with her index finger, she waited for a response but she didn't get one. "It's work, that's all." Nasir spoke. Nasir was thinking of Dman and Marcus. He wanted to take them out already and that's what he was gonna do.
He didn't have time to be laying low. He needed to get this shit done ASAP. Nasir wasn't really the type to wait anyway, that's why this wait is not going any farther.
Nasir tapped Myair's thigh for her to get up but she didn't budge. "Get up Myair." Nasir chuckled as Myair held this smirk on her face.
"Myair." He warmed and Myair laughed before getting up. Myair wasn't ready and she wasn't gonna act like she was.
Myair grabbed her tray of food before eating. Nasir walked in his closet before grabbing a burgundy nike jogging suit. Grabbing his burgundy 97s, he began to put his clothes on.
Brushing his hair some more, he felt Myair's arms wrap around his waist. "We should take a picture like this." Myair giggled and Nasir shook his head. Myair grabbed her phone before giving it to Nasir.
"Take the picture." She spoke and Nasir did as told as she wrapped her arms back around him as her face showed under his arm that was up brushing his hair.
Nasir gave her the phone back before looking at the picture and smiling. "You about to leave?" Myair asked. "Yeah, I'll be back though." Nasir said as he grabbed his phone.
"Okay." Myair spoke. Poking his lip out, Myair laugh before pecking them multiple times.
All they did was kiss, they never went far. Nasir walked out the room and jogged down the stairs. Opening the door, he walked to his truck. Pulling out his phone, he unlocked the doors before dialing Mazi's number.
Getting in, he placed the phone in the cup holder as it connected to the bluetooth when he started the truck. "Wassup bro?" Mazi spoke. "Pull up to 119, we gotta talk about some shit." Nasir spoke. "Ight bet, I'm on my way." Mazi spoke. "Ight." Nasir said as the line went dead.
