Chapter 32:Bad Boys

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Kendra POV

Its was 9pm, I was sitting on my couch wearing a U.S.C shirt and grey pajama shorts as I was watching a new episode of 'Martin' and ate some popcorn , my laughter filled the living room, cause he was roasting 'Pam'. I swear this is my favorite show. Someone knocked on the door interuptting me, I got up and answered, it was L.T

"Hey baby, come in"

I turned on the lights and sat on the couch as he closed the door behind him. He sat next to me, it felt kind of awkard, saying that he was my new boyfriend and we just had sex earlier. I didn't know how to act around him quite yet. We both looked at the television and then at each other.

"Hey" I waved

He waved back at me and cheesed real hard revealing his braces. Damn. He's hood and wears braces. I lauged inside my head. It was crazy, even though he was 27 he looked like he was 17. He is so skinny. Sometimes I forget im messing with a guy half my age

"So what's up girl?"

"Nothin just chillin', you want some water or some food or something? I was gonna cook" I asked

"nah I'm straight, why you actin so quiet boo?"

"I don't know, It feels kind of awkward"

He leaned foward and slipped his tounge between my lips. I closed my eyes and enjoyed it. And then he stopped in looked into my eyes.

"Still feel awkard?"

I shook my head no and smiled.

"L.T, you do remember how old I am right"

"Yeah your birthday was a few days ago, you just turned 19"

"You have no problem being with a girl who's 19?"

"I'm cool with it, you got a promblem being with me?"

"No, I wanna be with you. Your just old" I laughed

"27 ain't old girl! What you talkin bout" he smiled

"Well to me it is, but I dont care if you don't care"

"I aint trippin' baby"

I scooted over next to him and kissed him. I kissed him on his neck and he gripped my ass, then I put my hand under his black shirt and stroked his abs, I started easing down his pants, until I felt something hard and cold lying on his hip.

"L.T, what's that?"

"What's what?"

I lifted up his shirt, an a black gun was tucked in his boxers.

"What is that L.T?"

"What's is what?!"

"You know what I'm talkin about, why do you have a gun?"

"Why you trippin' baby, it ain't even a big deal " he tried to kiss me but I rejected and folded my arms.

"Well it's a big deal to me, what you need that for?"

"Cause I need it"

"Why?"

"Girl, do you see where I live at? Plus I gotta check these punk ass niggas when they set trippin. I gotta stay strapped alright, don't trip"

"You killed somebody with that?"

He looked down at the floor and shook his head "Look! you not about to put me on trial, imma grown ass man. Yes I carry a gun, no I ain't kill nobody....yet. So st--"

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