“So we had a few drink you wanna talk about your pops?” Gucci asked.
“He still with my mom, Nova had the perfect life. The life I built for myself, I added her but her ass was always had it. My moms just a liar like her. You should’ve seen her face, dropped. Like she wasn’t happy to see me and you know I’m a liar.” I said shaking with anger.
”How?” He asked.
”That’s what she said, she said that it was a lie but it’s okay Sunday at dinner I’m gonna show them the proof. It’s kinda why I’m here.” I said playing with my hands. His ass was young as fuck but I couldn’t stop thinking about him. Shit he sat there and gave me his number after he watched me torture somebody from his camp. That shit was a turn on for me.
”Do I make you nervous?” He asked standing close to me. I looked up at him and shook my head no.
”Come on Medusa Little ole me makes you nervous?” He asked putting his face in my neck. “Damn you smell good.”
”You make me feel something and I ain’t feel shit for nobody in a very long time. I want you to come with me on Sunday.” I said.
”So like a date.” He asked sitting on the edge of my desk.
”It can be.” I said walking to him. I stoppeight in front of him.
”Nah I think I want you to ask me.” He said pulling me between his legs. He held me there tight.
”Gucci-“
”Yair.” He said.
”What?”
”Yair that’s my name, my real name.” He said.
”Yair will you go out with me on Sunday?” I asked.
”I gotta move somethings around but since you asked.....” he leaned in and kissed me. I let my tongue slid along his. I felt like a kid making out at a party but it was short lived when my door came open.
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