Anaya Jackson is a 22-year-old World wide stylist. She's styled everybody from August Alsina to Beyoncé. She also has a 4-year-old son who gives her the motivation to go out and get this money. What happens when The Rookie/ Wide Reciever for the N...
" what if I don't want a knew one. I want my baby daddy" I pouted.
" we'll make him miss you, her wear this" she walked deeper in my closet and pulled out these gladiator sandals and a dress I created . I grabbed it out of her hand and walked Into the bathroom to put it on and then I did my makeup.
After getting dressed I grabbed my phone, wallet and keys and headed out the door.
" you know we gotta take pics to post to Instagram so he can see what he's missing out on" she said having her phone already ready .
" Tristan take my things to the car" I said handing him my thugs as he grabbed them And hopped on the car . I posed for the picture as I started feeling myself .
" Ight I got good pics lets go ." We hopped in the car and I drove off to his football practice .
-------------------- Odell P.O.V.
" yo bro, you still ain't talked to Anaya ?" Paul asked as he was scrolling through his phone. As I drove up to the Dunkin donuts force thru.
" really ? I told you i needed a break. You know I ain't talked to her." I sighed
" well damn it's been a month how long is this break gonna be?"
" why you stressing me bout this shit?" I asked annoyed .
" in just saying I wouldn't want you to do some shit you gonna regret later. Anaya a good look for you and plus she carrying ya seed "
" might be my seed, who knows " I said as I rolled my eyes turning to the Windows to grab out food. luckily I had on a disguise so the people ain't know who I was.
Once I grabbed our drinks I drove off . I pulled up to a red light and started digging through my bag when Paul placed his phone in my lap. I sighed picking it up and looking at what he placed infront of me.
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"Damn" I mumbled as I stared at the picture of Anaya. Card started beeping as j the light had tuned green. I sped off handing him back his phone.
" where she going ?"
" Tristan's had peewee league today "
" oh yeaa , shit I was suppost to bring him before that shit with Anaya " I sighed
" you still can be there for him. I mean I never knew you as the type to break ya promises " he nudged me.
" Ight inoy because I actually don't wanna break my promise Ima go ... "
" and cause you know Anaya was looking right, don't front" he said laughing at me.
