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that,” I replied dryly as I put a piece of bacon into my mouth.
“Oh my God Josalyn! I will not let you fuck up my reputation because you want to fuck with has-been ass niggas!” Andi banged her fist on the island like she was somebody.
“Get over yourself, Andi. Deuces,” I chucked up the peace sign, and then took my plate out of the kitchen.
I hated that she wanted me to be like her and Zooey. It wasn’t in my blood to only date guys who could make me famous. I didn’t even want to be famous! I wanted to finish medical school, and then become a doctor with a loving husband and kids. I had no interest in being the next reality TV star, or being paid to show parts of my body that only my man should see. If my sisters wanted to live that way then they were more than welcome to, but I was not gonna be a part of that shit.
I scarfed down my food as I listened to my sisters talk and joke with one another back in the kitchen. Once I was done, I quickly showered, dressed, and brushed my teeth so I could go see my man. Wait, he ain’t even my man. Hopefully, we would become official soon, but I wasn’t one to hound a dude for a relationship. However, if he thought he was getting the pussy with no ties, he was sadly mistaken.
***
“I thought we agreed on seven o’clock,” Cassian smiled showing his beautiful teeth.
“I know, but I didn’t want to be home and I didn’t know where to go,” I responded as I walked in.
“What happened?” he asked closing his front door behind me.
I walked through his large foyer, and then stopped because I realized I didn’t know where I was going. I turned around and he was standing there with his arms folded, laughing.
“I’m guessing you’ve been here before?” he smiled and raised his eyebrow. He was so fucking fine. He had on a black hoodie, gray sweats, and black socks.
“No. Sorry, can you show me around?” I grinned.
“I can do that,” he nodded and then took my hand in his. He led me to a room that had games, a huge TV, a sound system, a bar, and a fridge.
“Wow,” I commented as I looked around.
“Thanks,” Cassian replied. “So you never answered my question, what happened at home?” he repeated as we sat down together.
“My sister just said some stuff. I don’t really want to talk about that. Let’s watch The Notebook like you promised we would,” I said.
“Awww damn, I did promise to watch that mushy shit,” he shook his head like he regretted it.
“You’ve never even seen it; how do you know it’s mushy?”
“‘Cause bitches are always trying to get niggas to watch it, so I know it’s some chick flick,” he replied. “My homeboy said after he watched it, he proposed to some girl,” he joked.
“Oh yeah right!” I laughed and playfully punched his arm.
“I’m serious! That’s why I don’t watch them movies that are female driven,” he pinched my chin.
“Actually, it’s from the guy’s point of view, and it was written by a guy,” I bucked my eyes and cocked my head to the side. He shook his head and laughed at me.
“Probably some gay nigga,” he chuckled and opened some Reese’s Pieces. We found out that it was both of our favorite candy.
“No, well I don’t know if he is gay, but that is not the point Mr. Cassian,” I said.
“A’ight well put it in,” he replied. I retrieved the DVD from my purse, and then walked towards his entertainment center. “I like your hair like that,” he commented as I tried to figure out his complicated DVD player.
“Natural? You don’t like it pressed?” I quizzed as I placed the DVD in the tray.
“I like both, but you giving me that Denise Huxtable shit right now. I like that,” he cheesed and I playfully rolled my eyes.
“Well, she’s beautiful so I will take that.”
“So are you. Y’all both some light-brights with long curly hair, and don’t wear makeup,” he nodded as I plopped down next to him.
“Oh shit, you think I don’t wear makeup? I hope
“Oh my God Josalyn! I will not let you fuck up my reputation because you want to fuck with has-been ass niggas!” Andi banged her fist on the island like she was somebody.
“Get over yourself, Andi. Deuces,” I chucked up the peace sign, and then took my plate out of the kitchen.
I hated that she wanted me to be like her and Zooey. It wasn’t in my blood to only date guys who could make me famous. I didn’t even want to be famous! I wanted to finish medical school, and then become a doctor with a loving husband and kids. I had no interest in being the next reality TV star, or being paid to show parts of my body that only my man should see. If my sisters wanted to live that way then they were more than welcome to, but I was not gonna be a part of that shit.
I scarfed down my food as I listened to my sisters talk and joke with one another back in the kitchen. Once I was done, I quickly showered, dressed, and brushed my teeth so I could go see my man. Wait, he ain’t even my man. Hopefully, we would become official soon, but I wasn’t one to hound a dude for a relationship. However, if he thought he was getting the pussy with no ties, he was sadly mistaken.
***
“I thought we agreed on seven o’clock,” Cassian smiled showing his beautiful teeth.
“I know, but I didn’t want to be home and I didn’t know where to go,” I responded as I walked in.
“What happened?” he asked closing his front door behind me.
I walked through his large foyer, and then stopped because I realized I didn’t know where I was going. I turned around and he was standing there with his arms folded, laughing.
“I’m guessing you’ve been here before?” he smiled and raised his eyebrow. He was so fucking fine. He had on a black hoodie, gray sweats, and black socks.
“No. Sorry, can you show me around?” I grinned.
“I can do that,” he nodded and then took my hand in his. He led me to a room that had games, a huge TV, a sound system, a bar, and a fridge.
“Wow,” I commented as I looked around.
“Thanks,” Cassian replied. “So you never answered my question, what happened at home?” he repeated as we sat down together.
“My sister just said some stuff. I don’t really want to talk about that. Let’s watch The Notebook like you promised we would,” I said.
“Awww damn, I did promise to watch that mushy shit,” he shook his head like he regretted it.
“You’ve never even seen it; how do you know it’s mushy?”
“‘Cause bitches are always trying to get niggas to watch it, so I know it’s some chick flick,” he replied. “My homeboy said after he watched it, he proposed to some girl,” he joked.
“Oh yeah right!” I laughed and playfully punched his arm.
“I’m serious! That’s why I don’t watch them movies that are female driven,” he pinched my chin.
“Actually, it’s from the guy’s point of view, and it was written by a guy,” I bucked my eyes and cocked my head to the side. He shook his head and laughed at me.
“Probably some gay nigga,” he chuckled and opened some Reese’s Pieces. We found out that it was both of our favorite candy.
“No, well I don’t know if he is gay, but that is not the point Mr. Cassian,” I said.
“A’ight well put it in,” he replied. I retrieved the DVD from my purse, and then walked towards his entertainment center. “I like your hair like that,” he commented as I tried to figure out his complicated DVD player.
“Natural? You don’t like it pressed?” I quizzed as I placed the DVD in the tray.
“I like both, but you giving me that Denise Huxtable shit right now. I like that,” he cheesed and I playfully rolled my eyes.
“Well, she’s beautiful so I will take that.”
“So are you. Y’all both some light-brights with long curly hair, and don’t wear makeup,” he nodded as I plopped down next to him.
“Oh shit, you think I don’t wear makeup? I hope
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