"Y/N, chill out, Forreal. It's just kush. But stronger."
I scoffed. "Roc, get that shit out of my fuckin' face."
"See, this is why you're the sideline," Roc stated, shrugging his shoulders. "Not the main."
I looked away. "Why? I mean, I don't wanna be yo main, but I wanna know why."
He leaned over and kissed the nape of my neck. "Y/N, yes the fuck you do. I know you do. I mean, but you are wifey material. You just don't wanna be tied down, wit'cho bipolar ass."
"Don't nobody wanna be yo gi-"
He cut me off by kissing me long and deep. He grabbed my ass and pulled me closer to him. I wrapped my arms around his neck, enjoying the embrace while it lasted. He pulled away slowly and puffed on the joint.
"Yes. You do. And, honestly, I wouldn't mind. But, it's you who's holdin' back. So, until then, Jada, my MAIN, don't have to know shit about us. We only got 24 hours. Just me and you. So, what you waitin' on? Take them pants off."
•°•24 Hours by TeeFLii•°•