Victoria

Eight (part 1)

Dedicated to T_Niya.
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Victoria's POV

"How much longer are you gonna be? My next one is at 4."

It was Thursday, and I was at the shop as usual. Thursday's are usually dedicated to my older clients.

I don't like for them to come closer to the weekend because it gets pretty busy and I want them to be in a relaxed and comfortable environment.

Close to the end of February, Kareem and I had been together for almost 2 months, and I was genuinely happy.

He treated me with respect, and he genuinely cared about me.

"Um... Don't rush me." I could hear him smile through the phone.

"Kareem, I'm serious," I stated but I couldn't help but laugh.

Kareem had offered to bring me something to eat, and I wanted him to be here before my next client came so that I could grub.

I already wasn't really a breakfast person, and then I was running late, so that messed me up for the day.

"I'll be there in about an hour."

"Are you serious-"

"I'm just playin', baby," he spoke before I heard the front door of the shop open.

"Hey, Kareem."

Well damn.

Can he get all the way through the door first? Thank you.

Kareem nodded at whoever said that, and then spoke to Vanessa, "How you doin', Vanessa?"

"I'm good, brudda in law."

The two of them dapped each other up before Vanessa left to go to class, and Kareem walked over and stood in front of me.

I rolled my eyes, grabbed my Popeye's from him and sat it down so that I could continue sweeping hair up.

"I don't get a kiss?"

"You deserve one?"

He straight faced me, "Aw, is my baby mad?"

"Nope."

"Why you always lyin'," Kareem sang, making me crack a smile.

I walked closer to Kareem, wrapped my arms around him, and laid my head on his chest.

That was honestly my favorite thing to do besides kiss his juicy lips.

Being in his arms made me feel at ease, safe, and peaceful. I felt like he would never do me wrong, never hurt me, never do anything like that.

But you know, you can never be too sure.

Kareem unwrapped one of his arms from around me before lifting my head from his chest and kissing my lips.

"How has ya day been so far?"

"It's been alright, I can't complain."

"That's good. What time you gonna be done here?"

"Around five thirty."