He smelled so fucking good I want to let him go. He then broke the hug.
"Im gonna go change out of these work clothes. The remote right there if you wanna watch tv" He said.
He went across the room and started changing in front of me. He think he slick. I peeked out of the corner of my eye pretending to be on my phone. He put on these fitted fleece Nike shorts with short inseam and kept on his tank top. Why bro change into the "hoochie" daddy fit.
He filled out every inch of them shorts. Not him packing in the front and the back, shit ain't fair at all. I'm packing in the front with a slight curvature in the back. I need to gain some weight I refuse to be this skinny for the rest of my life.
He sat next to me on the couch intentionally spreading his legs so that our knees were touching.
"You ain't wanna watch tv?" He said grabbing the remote.
"I don't like tv." I say honestly.
He chose to watch CNBC of all things.
"You willingly want to watch this?" I asked him.
"This is how I get a feel for the market." He says.
"The market?" I ask.
He got up and bent over right in front of to grab his computer.
"Don't nobody wanna see them skid marks bro." I said jokingly.
"Then don't look." He said laughing. "But this is the market I invested this much and got back this much. I'll trade until I make a certain amount then I go to work."
"Damn that's a lot of fucking money and all you gotta do is just sit down at a computer for a few hours. Sign me up." I say.
"It's decent money but it's not as easy as I'm making it sound." He says humbly.
I agreed sarcastically.
"What do you want to eat?" He asked.
"Um you," I say purposely pausing, "can pick."
He leaned on me purposely showing me the computer screen, "You ever had this?"
I leaned in pretended I couldn't see it, "Nah what's that."
Our faces were nearly centimeters apart.
"It's fried rice with soup and thinly sliced Wagyu beef." He says.
"You like it?" I ask.
"It's pretty good." He said licking his lips and looking at me.
"I'll take that." I say, "What are we drinking?"
"Ima let you decide since you a baby and can't drink." He teased.
"I Do what I want." I say.
"Word?" He said sounding shocked.
"Why you say it like that." I ask.
"What you mean." He said with a smirk.
He locked eyes with me, "hurry up and add the drinks I'm hungry nigga."
"Damn here don't be rushing." I say adding the drinks.
I grabbed the remote.
"You got STARZ on demand?" I ask.
"I think so?" He said unsurely.
"Strippers or Drugs?" I asked.
"Drugs." He said.
"Crackhead ass." I say laughing changing the channel to Power Book 2.
"You watch this?" I ask.
"Nah." He said.
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Fanfiction"What's for me is for me." I reminded myself out loud while looking in the mirror. This is too big of an opportunity to pass up. What will people think of me. I really appreciate her for even doing this.
