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"You forreal look like you finna pass out any moment from now" Cass pointed out.

"Yeah. You look like you seen a ghost or sum'" Kris added.

"I'm fine" she told them but they all looked at her with uncertainty in their eyes.

"Forreal guys. I'm fine" she flashed them a smile to assure them, even though she had this lingering feeling that somebody somewhere was watching her closely.

-

"And then you just slowly dip the brush in the paint. Make sure you get enough paint on it." the instructor, Mariano, directed the class as he demonstrated with a palette and a paint brush.

The girls and Evan all absentmindedly did as he said all while keeping their eyes trained on him.

Cass wasn't lying when she said he was good looking. In fact, that was an understatement and an insult to how he really looked.

"Iono bout y'all but sum' bout Mariano really doing it for me right now" Zee said, fanning herself with her hand in an attempt to cool herself down.

"Tell me about it. Like normally, ion even like white boys but damn" Cass agreed.

"He's not white. He's hispanic. Can't you tell by the sexiness oozing out of him?" Evan corrected her.

"Well whatever he is, he could get it anytime, anywhere" Alaina said, making Zee nudge her playfully as they giggled.

"Not you talking like you ain't already pregnant" he told her and she rolled her eyes.

"Nah but forreal tho, this man make me wanna risk it all" Kris spoke up. "And I'm gay"

"I think I'm finna go talk to him after the class" Evan revealed.

"You a hoe mane" Alaina shook her head.

"Can you blame me? I mean look at him"

"Then just firmly grab your brush and gently stroke upwards so you can smear the opening" he directed, doing so on his canvas.

"He's fucking attractive. Like the things I would do to that boy" he said.

"Is there a problem over there Evan?" Mariano questioned, looking at them.

"Nothing I can't handle" he answered, winking at him.

"Okay back to what I was saying..." Mariano continued with the class, ignoring it.

"He just asked you a simple question. Why you smiling like that?" Cass asked him.

"Y'all I think he's the one"

-

Alaina was setting up the dining table for dinner when she heard the front door open.

"Baby is that you? You would not believe what happened today" she started as she placed the plates on the table. "So the girls and I, plus Evan, had a lil pamper day, so you know, we went out shopping, did our hair, got manicures, went to the spa, stuff like that. So Cass sighed us up for a painting class and then-" she stopped talking when she felt Wayne press up behind her.

"You look nice" he whispered in her ear and placed a kiss on her neck.

"Thanks" she said, turning around to face him. "You look high as shit right now"

"Shit really? Me and the gang was smoking up a storm back at the studio" he told her.

"Mmm. So how was your day?" She asked, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"It was good. How was yours?"

"It was great" she answered with a small smile.

"Want me to make it greater?" He offered, smirking at her.

"And how you gon' do that?"

"First off, imma start by taking you out your clothes" he said, his hands sliding under her shirt to touch her bare back.

"No" she refused, gently pushing him away. "After dinner"

"But I been waiting all day for this" he complained.

"Yeah but-" he cut her off by kissing her.

"Don't make me wait any longer" he mumbled against her lips.

"Okay" she gave in and he swooped her up, her legs wrapping around him as he kissed her again, making her forget everything that she wanted to tell him.

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Okay so atp I'm not even mad anymore, I'm just sad mane. This shit making me sad.

But it's fine tho and thanks to all of you that put me on to some new songs. They all fire.

And that cupcakke song was um......yeah.

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