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As soon as she exited the room her eyes did a quick scan around the crowd before settling on me. She gave me a faint smile before starting in my direction. Out of nowhere Garfield fat ass stepped in front of her blocking off her path. I’on know what he was saying but she didn’t look happy.
Shuffling over to the pair I stepped in front of fatty and glared down at Nariah. “You good?”
“Yes.” She breathed.
“You sure? Cause it ain’t nothing for me to handle that.”
“I’m good Julius.” The smile that spread across her face was the very reason my ass was on some simp shit now. I don’t know what the nigga was saying but I grabbed her by the hand and ushered her away from him.
I didn’t let her go until we was out of the building and across the street nearing the parking lot. “Where yo ride?”
“Over there.” She pointed at the black Toyota Camry.
“Bet.”
“You just insist on making that man hate me.”
“He can hate you all he wants but the nigga better not fuck with you or I’mma bounce his big ass all around his establishment.” I promised, meaning every fucking word.
“Chucky is harmless. The most he will do is fuck with my hours, but I don’t need you ruffling his feathers on account of me.” She retorted before reaching in her purse for her car keys.
“If he cut your hours I’ll pay you for your loss wages.”
“I don’t need you to do that Julius.” Opening her back door, she tossed her duffle bag on the back seat. “You got the number. When you got the date planned hit me up.”
“I’mma hit you up alright.” I leaned in and opened her driver side door. “Get home safely. I’mma text you so you can have my number. Hit me up when you get in the crib.”
“I probably won’t so don’t stay up waiting.”
“You heard what I said.”
Instead of responding to that she replied. “Goodnight Julius.”
“Goodnight Nariah.” After shutting her door, I stood there until she had pulled away from the club. I can guarantee you Nariah had no clue what she’d signed herself up for. This date was going to be the first of many. Just like I was determined to get a record deal, I was equally determined to make her mine. I had no plans on letting up until she agreed.
nariah
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What you inhere getting all dolled up for?” My mama asked.
“I got a date tonight.”
“With who girl? I didn’t know you were dating.”
“That’s because I’m not.” I giggled.
“Then who is this date with?” She wondered.
Dropping the beauty blender, I turned around in my seat. “Some guy I met at the club.”
“At the club!” She yelped.
“It’s nothing like that.” I held my hand out cause she was about to get real dramatic. I had told her all about Chucky and how he kept hitting on me, so she was probably thinking it was him. I wouldn’t be caught at the 7-Eleven with Chucky greasy ass. “His name is Julius. He’s a rapper.”
“Oh okay.” She sang. “Does he have money? Cause we don’t do struggling artist over here.” She joked.
“He got a lil bit.”