I looked down at my phone. I had a text from Cj. Cj is a nigga I'm talking to. He usually only call me when he wanna fuck. Today I'm supposed to be seeing him.
Cj- Come thru.
Me- I'm on my way.
I did a U-turn and went towards his house. I'm tryna to see are we gonna be more than just fuck buddies. It took me 20 minutes to get to his house. When I pulled up to his house I turned my car off and got out. I walked up to the porch and knocked on the door.
"Wassup?" He asked getting up stretching.
"Nothing much." I said following behind him in the house.
"You want a water?" He asked going in the refrigerator.
"No. I'm cool." I said getting on my phone.
"You was missing a nigga huh?" He asked walking towards me.
"Don't flatter yourself." I said laughing.
I walked towards the couch and sat down. "I never really paid attention to your couch."
"What?" He said laughing.
"Your couch." I said laughing.
"You're weird." He said sitting down.
"Take my picture." I said handing him my phone.
He took my phone and I seen his finger swipe.
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No Strings Attached
General FictionDating is overrated. At least that's what Kierra thinks. After what her ex did she's completely over relationships...or is she?
