"come on sing it wimme." he said and recorded me.

"i like to run the streets til it's dark out, then come home and blow yo back out. i hope that's okayyyy." i said and looked over while holding my heart before we started laughing and he ended the video.

"whatchu know bout brent?" he asked me.

"i should be asking you that." i said as we made it to a red light.

"if you'on run this shit."

"everybody not a fender bender like you."

"fuck up."

- - -

"you coming inside?" i asked boog and put my truck in park.

"you want me to?" he asked and i looked at him with a blank face.

"yes or no, it was a simple question." i said.

"get smart again." he said and got out the car with me following.

we walked side by side into kari's preschool with him trying to trip me and me smacking his arm every time.

"afternoon ms. james," the clerk at the front desk said as she noticed my presence.

"hi mrs. lane," i said while signing kari's name and my own on the clipboard before walking into her classroom.

"mama!" she said and ran to my feet.

"hey bug, you ready?" i asked her.

"yeah, can we get ice cream?" she asked me while tugging on my shirt.

"i'll think about it." i told her and we walked out hand in hand.

"hey mister," she said to boog and waved at him.

"wassup lil one." he said and laughed at his new nickname.

"you my mama boyfriend?" she asked him.

"nah, she don't like me." he told her.

"whatttt? mama him nice, why you don't like him?" she asked me as we made it to the parking lot.

"he telling a story, but that's my friend." i told her and helped her into her seat.

"ohhh mister, telling stories is bad." she said and shook her head at him.

"exactly." i said and he laughed.

"you wanna drive?" i asked him.

"you lettin me whip the escalade? throw me the keys," he said and i did just that.

i got in and leaned over the middle console to make sure kari was secured in her seat.

"so no ice cream?" kari asked.

"we about to go now, baby, be patient." i said.

"kay, i have my ipad please?" she asked and i handed it to her before turning back around.

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