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LA'RRYA NUDAN FOCS. 17 | Atlanta, Georgia.
"No." I groaned answering my nanny's question. "Yea baby, you look tired; gon head lay back down." She frowned slightly at me.
I was sleeping in dace's room as he was sleeping in mine, cause in his words:
"Let that bum ass nigga break in while i'm in here watch how fast I murder him."
Dace room smells like money, weed and cologne, A good smell but a smell I wanna sleep with. I nodded slowly laying back down as she walked out.
"I love you, i'm heading to work." She said.
"Love you more." I said, letting her close the door softly walking down those loud ass carpeted stairs.
There was knocking on my door.
"Hmmm?" I groaned trying to fall back asleep. "Sissy." Dace said walking into my room. "Huh?" I asked.
"You ever had that nigga Lenny 'ova here 'ta see that money box?" He asked sitting on my bed then falling back to lay on the back of my legs.
"Boy fuck no are you crazy?" I mugged with my eyes closed. "Shit, I wouldn't doubt it you messed with the nigga in the first place you lose me there." He shrugged.
I smacked my lips jumping a little making us both move. He laughed. "Who you think would've took that shit then, Rya?" He asked.
"Literally nobody, I'm so fucking confused i've never showed any that box other than You, Nanny, Nya and—." I cut myself up jumping up quickly shoving Dace off me.
"The fuck." He sat up mugging the hell out of me.
"DACEEEE." I hit his arm like 8 times in a row holding my mouth. "What? Damn, the fuck." He shoved my hand away.
