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H.E.R C H A P T E R 27
•Christina•
"You working tonight?" Jordan asked me as I grabbed the box of fruit roll ups off the supermarket shelf. It was 2 in the afternoon, and me and Jordan decided to just shop for some food for his house, because he don't have any in there. And just chill later on.
"Yes." I began to push the cart with Jordan arms wrapped around my waist.
"Damn." He sucked his teeth.
"What?"
"I wanted to have a lil picnic withcu' under the stars." He started kissing on my neck.
"Ooh baby. That sounds romantic." I turned around pecking him on his lips wrapping my arms around his neck.
"Yeah. I just wanted to try something new withcu'. But if you want to come, you can come. I can still pay you for the days you missed." He kissed me all over my face.
"No Jordan. I don't want to get paid for something I'm not doing. I want to work hard for my money, and earn it."
He sucked his teeth. "Babygirl it don't matter. You my girl, if I want to do that then let me do it. I know you work hard for ya shit."
"But I still don't want to do that Jordan."
"Ard whatever then." He flagged me and went over to the meat section browsing.
"Little petty ass." I rolled my eyes following behind him. "Jordan you not even looking for no meat, we already got meat in the cart."
From behind him, I can see he started smiling.
I chuckled pushing his back. "I'm not even laughing. Come on, I think we got everything."
"You cooking tonight baby?" He wrapped his arms around my waist as we both began to walk down the aisle going to the checkout lines.
"I don't know yet, I might." I shrugged leaning on the cart pushing it.
"What you mean you might? Imma be hungry ashit'." He complained.
"Well I don't care, you can cook. You acting like ya ass don't know how to cook." We continued to make our way to the checkout lines.
"I didn't say I don't know how I cook, I just want my fatbutt cooking. Something wrong wit" that?" He wrapped his arms around my waist kissing all over my neck.
"Jordan get off of me, trying to sweet talk." I laughed pushing him off of me.
"Is it working?" He kept kissing my neck.
"No nigga." I giggled trying to push him off of me, but he wasn't letting up.
"Jordan." I screamed a little trying to get him off of me.
"Whatchu' hollering for girl?" He let go of me laughing himself.
I giggled before replying. "Because I wanted you off of me. It worked didn't it?" I wrapped my arms around his waist.
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