Chapter 56

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****Graduation will be in two parts. Aug’s suit, Amb dress, Sata’s dress and Sata in m/m.****

GRADUATION DAY – PART 1

AMBER P.O.V. –

I lifted my head off of Aug’s chest. I looked down to realize I was lying on top of him. We were both naked underneath the covers. He had one arm wrapped around me, the other behind his head. He was still sleep however. 

My head was hurting. Last night was a little wild. Yes, I took care of "Papa" (damn that shit makes me cringe) but that was after we drank way too much.

He had made us his version of the Hand Grenade, this infamous cocktail they serve in New Orleans. Muk was a bartender at one of the bars that were licensed to sell them and she taught him how to make it. Although it is was entirely against policy. He changed the recipe around and whatever he used to make his, I got a headache out of this world.

Aug opened his eyes and looked around.

“What’s wrong baby?” He lifted one leg up, rubbing his eyes.

“Nothing.” I laid my head back down on his chest. “I think we partied a little too hard last night. My head hurts.” I whined like a baby and rubbed my itching eye.

He kissed my forehead. “I got some aspirin in the bathroom in the cabinet.”

“I’ll take some when I take my shower.”

Aug looked over at the clock.

“Damn we got to get up in a few.”

“Yeah, I got to go pick up Mama, Rell, Tanya and Governor Parker. I’mma meet y’all there.” I intertwined my right hand with his, where our fingers were connected.

He played in my hair.

“Nah babe, we need to ride together. I don’t want to take no chances.”

“I’ll be there.” I laughed at how pressed he was about me being there.

“You ain’t missing this one. Not at all. You been my rock through all this shit. This just as much your graduation as it is mine. No amount of money or material things could be adequate enough to repay you for rocking with me for so long.”

“Stop August.” I really wasn’t trying to cry right now.

“I’m fareal babe. A nigga appreciate you more than anything on this earth.”

“I can’t wait to see this speech you came up with you didn’t let me read.”

“Don’t change the subject on me.”

“I’m not I’m just saying. I’m excited to hear it. I think that was nice of Dr. Caine to want you to give the class speech, to talk about how you overcame adversity to make it to this point.”

“Yeah. I was surprised tho. When he called me in his office, I thought a nigga was about to get expelled again.” He gave a slight laugh, still playing in my hair.

“Come on. His son just gave you a job. You really think he’s about to fire you. God is looking out for you boy.”  

“What I tell you about that?”

“Oh excuse me. You’re a man now.” I rolled my eyes.

“I was a man when you met me. I’mma be a Doctor today. Start acting like it.”

“Chile please. I’m not calling you no doctor.”

“Aight.” He shook his head.

I laughed, knowing what he was thinking. “I’m not doing no more bets either.”

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