=2 days later= Brandi's POV😌
"Girl.....we gonna hook this hair up" Bobby says, combing out my waves.
"Yeah hook it all the way up boo, I was thinking about getting it straight"
"I can do that boo. You know its anything for miss Brandi Lorraine"
--1 hour later--🕥🕥🕥
"Okay now look at me" Frank says, taking a shot as I look back up.
*Camera sound*📷
"Beautiful! Wanna see ma?"
"Mhm" I agree, sitting up to see him bring me the camera, showing the pic we just took.
"Yeah I like it" I say.
"Aight. Lets get you changed and moved to the pool"
--more minutes later--🕚
I text Roy, to show him hows the shoot going and maybe just beacuse I was feeling pretty.
Me:
Daddy💏💕💦: sexy ass😏😩
Me: miss u😣
Daddy💏💕💦: miss u too princess💕
Me: wyd tho?
Daddy💏💕💦: watchin tv. U kno Deandre comin by tonite😒😒😒
Me: why?
Daddy💏💕💦: cuz vernette told em bout u. So now he wanna meet u
Me: oh boy
Daddy💏💕💦: mhm. But ill c u when u get home. Love you
Me: love you too
Stopping from texting, I go back to work and meet the boys outside, doing what I gotta do to make this money.
=Back at home=🏡
"Baby where are you?" I say on the phone.
"I'm sorry princess, I just had to handle something. You won't believe some hacked my account"
I gasp. "Which one?"
"I don't even know man. I feel it's always the fuck something. I can never just chill at home with my girl"
"But without you.....who would run the infamous streets of Oakland" I say, trying to cheer him up.
"Ain't nobody fit for my job"
"Okay then. So go do it, just text me when your on your way home okay daddy"
"......I love it when you call me that" He laughs.
"How about I call you that all night when we finally do get to bed"
"If you can last baby girl"
--A few minutes later-- *Bell rings*
Jumping up from the couch, I rush to the door to open it, seeing that it's.......Deandre.
I unlock the locks and open the door, meeting his brother's face in the doorway.
"Oh uh...Roy isn't here yet" I say.
"That nigga always late. Like didn't I tell his white ass I was coming" he brushes past me, apparently inviting his own self in because I sure didn't.
Not wanting any trouble, I just shut and lock the door once more, meeting up with him in the living room.
"Oh I'm sorry, where's my manners. Hi, I'm Deandre but call me Deon" he holds out his hand.
"Brandi" I shake his hand.
"Your beautiful" he blurts out, pulling back from out handshake.
"Thank you" I blush, flattered.
"And where the hell did he find you at, a Victoria secret runway?"
"Ha. Nah, you know damn well they only be having skinny white women most of the time"
"Yeah, with no ass. Like how you gone advertise panties with non-having ass bitches" he says making me and him crack up.
"But I am a model though....starting to become one"
"Lemme see. I wanna see what you got" he says, watching get my phone from off the couch.
"Don't tell Roy I showed you but these I did recently" I say, showing him a few pics from my gallery.
"Mmm" he bites his lip.
"Yeah you can keep looking if you want. I gotta get dinner started" I say, leaving toward the kitchen.
I go up to the sink and begin to wash dishes, cleaning out a pot so that I can use it for the rice.
"Yo. I still wanna know where he found you at because your gorgeous and even in here cleaning up after this nigga"
"I'm about to cook actually"
"You even about to cook for him" he laughs.
"Well he's my boyfriend"
"It says daddy in here"
My eyes widen. "Why you in our stuff?
"I'm not sis. He just texted you and said he gone be another 20 minutes"
I sigh and continue washing.
"You got a nice ass in them yoga pants. You work out?"
I turn around to him. "Yes I do"
"And why are you looking at your brother's girlfriend's ass in the first place"
"Because we live in a free country. And I could still do and say it even if he was here right now"
"Damn. You guys really don't vibe huh?"
"Look. At the end of the day, that's my little brother and I love him. But he don't like me and makes that shit very clear. But he need to know his place. I'm the real king around here, he just the stuborn Prince"
"Hmmm. So that makes me the princess"
"Nah. You Queen bee" he stands to his feet, pressing his body up against mine.
I blush feeling his tall muscular body on mine, feeling him bend down to expose my ear.
"If you ever wanna have a good time, you can call me up. And if he ever fuck up with this *grabs my butt*, he gone regret it if you come see me afterwards. Just know that okay but I'm a stop touching you since you my boy's girl. I respect you not him" he stops.
I swallow, tongue tied.
"Want me to do the rest? You can start cooking" he offers.
"That's nice of you" I smile at him.
"Aight sis, don't start making a nigga blush now"
We both laugh and then work together, while I get started on making the food.
A few minutes later, Roy came home and surprisingly didn't start a fight with Deon about being here. So we had a good little family gathering overall.
Deon in the Media💕🙈
Hey😌