|CHAPTER TWELVE|

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*ALEXIS' POV*
The next morning, Aniyah and I got onto an early flight to get back home as early as possible.

Spending time with Armon was pretty fun. But, like I said, he just isn't my type.

Clearly, I like my men more on the rough side.

As much as I wanted to stay longer with my mom and Trevor, I had to come back so I can get back to work. Plus, Aniyah starts school again next week.

Our plan landed around one in the afternoon. As soon as we got out of the airport, I noticed Dave standing there with a Welcome Home sign for us.

Oh, this man is too damn precious.

"Hey! You actually waited for us? How did you know what time we were going to be back?"

I questioned as I put our luggage down, giving Dave a tight hug. Dave hugged back and let out a small laugh.

"I didn't, actually. I just knew you were coming back today, so I've been waiting for the last two hours to see when you would show up. Lemme get that baggage for yah, I got it. We taking this all back to your crib?"

"Yes, sir. How are you gonna carry all of this back on your own?"

"I'm not. I just copped a new car this Christmas. Check this shit out."

Dave walked Aniyah and I out to his new car.

A Range Rover?!

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A Range Rover?!

This Nigga just copped a new Range?!

Now HIM. Definitely a drug dealer.

"I love your car, Dave! It's so nice and big."

Aniyah exclaimed as she was excited to see. Dave smiled and unlocked the doors, putting all of our stuff in the trunk.

"Get in the back seat, little mama. Imma take you and mommy home in it."

"Yay!"

The three of us then got into Dave's car before he drove off from the airport.

"We can't go to your house for a little bit? I think it's closer distance than my house."

"Nah, ion mind driving you guys to ya crib. It's been a week since you been in it. Plus, my house is getting renovated. I'm putting in new floors."
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*DAVE'S POV*
I'm putting in new floors.

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