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๐Ÿข๐Ÿฃ | ๐– ๐–ญ๐–ท๐–จ๐–ค๐–ณ๐–ธ
๐Ÿข๐Ÿค | ๐–ฎ๐–ข๐–ข๐–ด๐–ฏ๐–จ๐–ค๐–ฃ
๐Ÿข๐Ÿฅ | ๐–ฑ๐–ฎ๐–ฒ๐–ค๐–ฒ ๏ผ† ๐–ณ๐–ง๐–ฎ๐–ฑ๐–ญ๐–ฒ
๐Ÿข๐Ÿฆ | ๐–ข๐–ฎ๐–ด๐–ญ๐–ณ ๐–ณ๐–ง๐–ค ๐–ฒ๐–ณ๐– ๐–ฑ๐–ฒ
๐Ÿข๐Ÿง | ๐–ฎ๐–ญ๐–ค ๐–ญ๐–จ๐–ฆ๐–ง๐–ณ ๐–ฒ๐–ณ๐– ๐–ญ๐–ฃ
๐Ÿข๐Ÿจ | ๐–ฑ๐–จ๐–ฏ๐–ฏ๐–จ๐–ญ ๏ผ† ๐–ฑ๐–ด๐–ญ๐–ญ๐–จ๐–ญ
๐Ÿข๐Ÿฉ | ๐–ก๐– ๐–ฃ ๐–ก๐–ฎ๐–ธ๐–ฒ ๐Ÿฆ ๐–ซ๐–จ๐–ฅ๐–ค
๐Ÿข๐Ÿช | ๐–ข๐–ซ๐–ฎ๐–ฒ๐–ค๐–ฑ
๐Ÿข๐Ÿซ | ๐–ด๐–ญ๐–ข๐–ฎ๐–ฌ๐–ฅ๐–ฎ๐–ฑ๐–ณ๐– ๐–ก๐–ซ๐–ค
๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿข | ๐–ฆ๐–ฎ๐–ฎ๐–ฃ ๐–ฃ๐–ค๐–ค๐–ฃ๐–ฒ
๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿฃ | ๐–ฃ๐– ๐–ฃ๐–ฃ๐–ธ ๐–จ๐–ฒ๐–ฒ๐–ด๐–ค๐–ฒ
๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿค | ๐–ฌ๐–ฎ๐–ฌ๐–ฌ๐–ธ ๐–จ๐–ฒ๐–ฒ๐–ด๐–ค๐–ฒ
๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿฅ | ๐–ฆ๐–ด๐–จ๐–ฃ๐–ค ๐–ฌE
๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿฆ | ๐–ถ๐–ง๐– ๐–ณ ๐–จ ๐–ถ๐– ๐–ญ๐–ณ
๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿง | ๐–ฎ๐–ญ๐–ค ๐–ข๐– ๐–ซ๐–ซ ๐– ๐–ถ๐– ๐–ธ
๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿจ | ๐–ฒ๐–ณ๐–ด๐–ข๐–ช
๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿฉ | ๐–ฏ๐–ด๐–ก๐–ซ๐–จ๐–ข ๐– ๐–ฅ๐–ฅ๐–ค๐–ข๐–ณ๐–จ๐–ฎ๐–ญ
๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿช | ๐–ฒ๐–ค๐–ซ๐–ฅ ๐–ค๐–ฌ๐–ฏ๐–ซ๐–ฎ๐–ธ๐–ค๐–ฃ
๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿซ | ๐–ฅ๐– ๐–ฌ๐–จ๐–ซ๐–ธ ๐– ๐–ฅ๐–ฅ๐– ๐–จ๐–ฑ๐–ฒ
๐Ÿค๐Ÿข | ๐–ฒ๐–ง๐– ๐–ฑ๐–จ๐–ญ๐–ฆ ๐–ซ๐–ฎ๐–ข๐– ๐–ณ๐–จ๐–ฎ๐–ญ๐–ฒ
๐Ÿค๐Ÿฃ | ๐–ฏ๐– ๐–ธ๐–ก๐– ๐–ข๐–ช
๐Ÿค๐Ÿค | ๐–ถ๐–จ๐–ซ๐–ซ ๐–ธ๐–ฎ๐–ด๏ผŸ
๐Ÿค๐Ÿฆ | ๐–ซ๐–ค๐–ณ'๐–ฒ ๐–ฏ๐– ๐–ฑ๐–ณ๐–ธ
๐Ÿค๐Ÿง | ๐–ฅ๐–จ๐–ท ๐–จ๐–ณ
๐Ÿค๐Ÿจ | ๐–ก๐–จ๐–ฑ๐–ณ๐–ง๐–ฃ๐– ๐–ธ ๐–ฏ๐–ฑ๐–ค๐–ฏ
๐Ÿค๐Ÿฉ | ๐–ณ๐–ฎ๐–ด๐–ข๐–ง๐–จ๐–ญ๐–ฆ ๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿซ
๐Ÿค๐Ÿช | ๐–ข๐–ค๐–ซ๐–ค๐–ก๐–ฑ๐– ๐–ณ๐–จ๐–ฎ๐–ญ ๐–ฎ๐–ต๐–ค๐–ฑ
๐Ÿค๐Ÿซ | ๐–ฃ๐–ฎ๐–ถ๐–ญ ๐–ก๐– ๐–ฃ
๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿข | ๐–ณ๐–จ๐–ฌ๐–ค
๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฃ | ๐–ฒ-๐–ฎ-๐–ฑ-๐–ฑ-๐–ธ
๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿค | ๐–ณ๐–ง๐–ค ๐–ซ๐– ๐–ฒ๐–ณ ๐–ฒ๐–ด๐–ฏ๐–ฏ๐–ค๐–ฑ
๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฅ | ๐–ง๐– ๐–ญ๐–ฃ๐–ซ๐–ค ๐–จ๐–ณ
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๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿง | ๐–ฌ๐–จ๐–ซ๐–ค ๐–ง๐–จ๐–ฆ๐–ง ๐–ข๐–ซ๐–ด๐–ก
๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿจ | ๐–ถ๐–ง๐– ๐–ณ ๐–ง๐– ๐–ฏ๐–ฏ๐–ค๐–ญ๐–ฒ ๐–จ๐–ญ ๐–ฌ๐–จ๐– ๐–ฌ๐–จ๏ผŒ
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๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿช | ๐–ฏ๐–ฑ๐–ฎ๐–ฌ ๐–ญ๐–จ๐–ฆ๐–ง๐–ณ
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CIARA ARMANI LOVE | CICI

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"YOU just popped out like that? Ain't give us a heads up or nothing." Jelly chuckled as she watched her friends Instagram story for the third time. She was more focus on trying to figure out when CiCi wore this set so she could add the dates up.

"Right, I was shocked but I was happy because I know he making you happy." Trey shrugged.

"Thank you bestie, he does." She smiled. It was a different type of brag when you knew your nigga was doing right by you, you could get a little cocky.

"He coming today?" Jelly asked. Rod couldn't come because he was at his little brother football game and Ron was still in the hospital.

They were on their way to a photoshoot for PrettyLittleThing. PLT originally only wanted CiCi to show up but she needed her closest friends with her because they were the faces behind her magic. They told her how to pose, how to structure her face, and Jelly did her make up along with making the clothes look perfect on her.

"He should be but I'm not sure." She wasn't depending on him to be there so just incase he didn't show up, it wouldn't be hurt her as much.

"He coming." They said in unison causing CiCi to playfully roll her eyes. She knew he was coming, she just didn't want to believe she really was getting that princess treatment from someone who wasn't related to her.

"I know. I just wanna act fake surprised when he show up."

"You delusional." Jelly laughed.

After another ten minutes of driving, they pulled into the diner where they were taking pictures for the photo shoot at. The themes was Retro 70s so a disco ball was going to be the main attraction along with fur and glitter clothing to coordinate. CiCi's stylist had decided to go for a push back look with bump ends to bring back the 70s vibe. Her makeup was settle and her cheek bones were sharp.

"How you beat me here?" CiCi pouted once she walked into the Travel Trailer that had CICI CARDASH written in pink letters next to the door.

Sage sat on the cream colored couch with his body slouched and his arm was thrown over his eyes, "I was already in the area when you sent me the address and when I got here, yo peoples sent me to your shit. I wanted to smoke but I thought about it." He knew how she felt about the smell of weed on her clothes.

"I missed you." He muttered as she climbed onto his lap, his hands instantly finding their way to her ass.

"I missed you too." Even though they hadn't seen each other in two days, that was a long 48 hours.

"You finna take a nap?" She asked watching him stretch out across the couch. He nodded as he pulled her on top of him. She grabbed the blanket from the arm rest before throwing it over their bodies. She was tired herself from the two hour road trip and didn't have to start shooting for another hour.

"We finna take a nap."

_____

"Take five!" The photographer shouted, noticing how quick the energy in the room shifted.

Ciara headed straight to one of the booth in the spacious diner, walking past Sage who was just as aggravated as her. It was hard trying to focus when you were at each other necks.

"Don't come over here bothering me." She muttered with her head deep in her phone, feeling Sage's presence behind her, only for her phone to get snatched out of her hand.

"Make me fuck you up in front of all these people. Fix yo damn face." He whispered, scooting in the booth next to her.

"I don't gotta fix nothing. Stop worrying about me and go text that girl who got all your attention." CiCi spat.

When they woke up from their nap, Sage had multiple text messages from Tornai all saying the same thing; take me back, I miss you. Instead of Sage blocking the numbers, he texted back. CiCi knew he was only sending her off but she felt that was unnecessary and would have her thinking she had access to him.

"You think I give a fuck about that girl?" Her silence told him all he needed to know, "I don't."

"Then act like it!" Her tone raised causing more attention than intended but they turned their heads immediately after. "You was giving the girl money when all she was doing was having sex with you."

"Then you can't possibly tell me you expected her to not come back. You gave her everything she wanted from a man. She's always going to depend on you because you got her addicted to that easy life. You did!" She pointed her finger at him.

"Mamas—"

"No, you can't expect me to be okay with that because if that was Black texting me then you wouldn't want me to text back right?" She rose her eyebrow.

Black was her ex. They had dated for seven months until she found out she was the other women. It ended with her being heartbroken and depressed for a year with Trey by her side through it all.

"Right." He muttered.

"So why would you do that?"

"I- I was being a hypocrite. I should've never texted her back- no matter what I said. That was wrong and I'm sorry. I just thought that if I wouldn't have replied, the texts weren't going to stop." He explained.

CiCi sighed as she looked at the time, she had to be back on set in two minutes. "You have to trust me Sa'Garian. You have to trust me enough to know I would never put you in a situation you couldn't handle. Me telling you to block her and change your number was a easy escape yet you still texted her back and I know she hasn't stopped texting you yet. I can hear your notifications still ringing."

Sage blew bubbles with his lips as he huffed. He knew she was right because that indeed was Tornai still blowing his phone up. Replying only made it worser then he expected. He also couldn't expect her not to text him, he did give her everything.

"She's blocked and I'm changing my number as soon as we get back to the city." He muttered as he stuffed his phone back inside his black Gallery Dept sweatpants.

"Okay," She whispers allowing him to kiss her forehead and wrap his arm around her shoulders.

"You've never been a second option mamas, so get that out of yo head. I meant it when I said I don't care about her, CiCi. I gave her all those things because I felt obligated too. I'm off her now though and focused on you—"

"Only me?" She interrupted him. She was tired of hearing the same speech over and over and not getting any action behind it. However, when it came to Sage he gave her that energy times ten and of course, she reflected that.

"Only you. I'm sorry baby girl."

CiCi nodded, placing a kiss on his lips. She knew he was all for her and vice versa but she also knew temptation was a muthafucka. Tornai was someone he spent two years of his life with compared to her who's only been in his life for four months. She wasn't feeling insecure but she knew how the story went; they always went back running to what they were used to, not what they were new to.

CiCi just hoped Sage wasn't one of them.




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