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Chapter Eighteen Mya Anderson Los Angeles, California - Friday Evening
"Baby while were young, I think we should do something crazy...like say fuck everyone...." Jhene Aiko played softly in the background as I curled my hair. "I'm tellin everybody your mine and I like it. And I really hope you don't mind I can't fight it."
That part gave me butterflies.
I was so nervous about what tonight had in store. I didn't know what Chris had plans and surprises always make me anxious. And, I've never had a guy do this for me. That's mainly my fault though, keeping that player mentality kept me from being treated how a woman should be.
Getting up from my mirror, I went into my closet and grabbed my small Louis Vuitton duffel bag. Chris told me to pack an overnight bag this morning, so I guess I'll do that since I'm already dressed. I didn't know what he wanted me to pack so I packed a few things.
After placing my bag on the bed I went and grabbed my phone. I had a text from Chris saying that he was on his way. Exhaling, I went and looked over my outfit again, which consisted of a cream color silk mini dressed that fit around my ass and my hips perfectly but fit loosely around my breast. One side of my spaghetti straps hung loosely on my arm and the other side sat up on my shoulder. My body was oiled to perfection, my brown and gold D&G heels and bag to set it off with the perfect gold accessories. Chris always says he loves my natural hair so I went and got it done this morning.
"Mya, Chris is here." Syren said peaking her head in my room.
"Okay, I'll be down in a second."
"You look really pretty and you're glowing boo."
I smiled. "Thanks, you think he'll like it?"
"He'll love it. Might just skip dinner."
"If I wasn't starving, I'd be all for it." I went and grabbed my stuff the headed downstairs. When I saw how good he looked my knees damn near went out. This should be illegal.
He was dressed in a black turtle neck with black dress pants and a black fedora on top of his head but no dress shoes of course, gotta keep it G. But to see him not in regular clothes for once had me on edge. "Wooow, look at you." He said while smiling.
"No look at you."
Chris took my bag out of my hand then wrapped his other arm around my waist. Pushing his hat back, we shared a few kisses while his hand gently rubbed my ass. "Mm no panties." He bit his lip.
