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Toni Braxton

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Toni Braxton

I sat in front of her and she chuckled. "You know what Toni Michelle, I'm starting to think that you're stalking me."

"What? Nooo." I smiled at her before pointing behind me. "Ryan just texts me whenever I should pop up so I do. I wouldn't pass up on the chance to see you again. You look beautiful by the way."

She smiled softly. "Thank you. So do you."

"Why thank you. I threw this look together." I laid my head on my hands and smirked. "So..."

Nafessa looked at me and quickly looked down. "So what Toni?"

The roles had changed since back in high school. It seemed like I was now the more confident one and Nafessa was timid.

"How'd you do it?"

"How'd I do what?"

"Manage to stay so young and add on to your sex appeal so easily?"

She picked up her wine glass and shot some back before replying. "Toni... do you need something?"

"I came to talk to you. It's hard catching up with you these days."

"Did you talk to your mom about the letter?"

Well damn. Straight to the point.

I shook my head. "I don't want to talk about that right now."

"How come?"

"Because that is a conversation for just us two."

"It is just us two."

Pointing behind her, she turned and saw Kelly and Ryan sitting at the table behind her listening intently. They both looked away when we looked at them.

Nafessa smacked her lips. "What happened to the bar?"

Kelly looked up acting puzzled. "Huh? Oh you're talking to us?"

I chuckled. "Hi Kelly. Hi Ryan."

"Hey Girl." Ryan spoke with a smile.

"Hey Toni. Long time, no see." Kelly smiled as well. "You look good."

"I told you!" Ryan exclaimed.

Smiling, I replied. "You both look amazing as well."

"Bye you two. Let us talk." Nafessa cut in.

Ryan rolled her eyes. "Fine. Fine. We'll be at the bar."

"For real, for real this time." They both got up and retreated to the bar.

Fessa turned and looked at me. "I'm sorry about them."

"No. It's okay. I think it's amazing to have friends like that."

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