are you frontin’? You know you like him.”
Asia rolled her eyes. “Whatever.”
Although Asia had revealed to Dinero that she was feeling him, she wasn’t ready to let Aimee know yet. She wasn’t sure how she and Dinero’s relationship would unfold, so she kept her feelings to herself.
Paris answered the door with her phone glued to her hear. Aimee and Asia stepped inside and waited for her to end her call. After a minute, she hung up and rolled her eyes. “You know that was Keece’s ass asking where I’m going, who I’m gonna be with, and what time I’m coming home?” She laughed.
“You know Keece don’t play about his wife, girl,” Aimee said, laughing.
“Yeah, I know. Hi Asia. I think we met once before when you came up to the office, right?” Paris asked.
Asia nodded. “Yes, I remember. Girl, your house is laid .”
“Thank you. Are y’all ready? We gotta go get Camara,” Paris told them.
“Yep. Let’s go.”
The trio left the house and got inside of Paris’ truck. They arrived at Camara’s house fairly fast since she lived close to Paris. Camara came out of the house and hopped inside.
“What's up, y’all? Hey, twin,” Camara greeted Asia.
“Hey, y’all gotta tell me your secrets. Why y’all got these bomb-ass houses?” Asia joked.
Camara laughed. “Girl, I had to go through a lot of shit to get this house. Don’t be fooled.”
“Right,” Paris added.
“So are we’re still going to the casino?” Aimee asked.
“Hell yeah. I feel my hand itching,” Camara said as she scratched her right hand.
“A’ight, let’s go. I need a drink too,” Paris said as she drove off.
Paris popped in Trina’s “Fuck Boy”. The girls drove down to the casino in a zone as they sang along to the song. Camara was making a video for Snapchat while Aimee was taking selfies to post on Instagram. They finally arrived at Potawatomi and got out. Potawatomi was the biggest Casino in Milwaukee with great food and live entertainment. People from nearby cities frequented the popular casino often.
The women walked inside and Aimee and Paris headed straight for the black jack table. Camara and Asia grabbed drinks and opted for the slot machines. They were enjoying getting acquainted. Asia and Aimee usually didn’t share the same friends, but Asia thought Camara and Paris were really cool. For some reason, Asia expected Paris to be stuck up since she was an attorney, but she was the complete opposite. Now she understood why Aimee enjoyed working with Paris so much.
Asia put a coin into the slot machine and pulled the lever back. She watched intently as the numbers rolled, but she was interrupted by a shove on her shoulder. Asia looked back at a woman with her arms crossed. Asia plastered a mean scowl on her face and asked, “What the fuck? Don’t be touching me like you know me.”
“ Oh, bitch, you got amnesia now? You don’t remember hitting me in my eye now?” Tara spat ready to pounce on her.
Meka stood next to Tara with an irritated look on her face.
Camara looked over and rolled her eyes. “Girl, I really wish your miserable ass would get some business. This ain't even Aimee.”
“Bitch, mind your fuckin’ business. I'm talking to this hoe right here,” Tara shot back.
Camara and Asia jumped from their seats and stood right in front of Tara. Camara didn’t like how Tara had just spoken to her. Asia didn’t like that she had beef with her sister, and she was about to lay Tara’s ass out if it came down to it. Meka stepped up and stood next to Tara just in case some things were to pop off.
“Listen, bitch, if you got beef with my sister, then you got beef with me . Now what you wanna do? I’ll lay your ass out in this casino!”
“And bitch, I’ll be helping her, so you better take your ass on,” Camara warned.
“So you're not Aimee ?” Tara asked,
Asia rolled her eyes. “Whatever.”
Although Asia had revealed to Dinero that she was feeling him, she wasn’t ready to let Aimee know yet. She wasn’t sure how she and Dinero’s relationship would unfold, so she kept her feelings to herself.
Paris answered the door with her phone glued to her hear. Aimee and Asia stepped inside and waited for her to end her call. After a minute, she hung up and rolled her eyes. “You know that was Keece’s ass asking where I’m going, who I’m gonna be with, and what time I’m coming home?” She laughed.
“You know Keece don’t play about his wife, girl,” Aimee said, laughing.
“Yeah, I know. Hi Asia. I think we met once before when you came up to the office, right?” Paris asked.
Asia nodded. “Yes, I remember. Girl, your house is laid .”
“Thank you. Are y’all ready? We gotta go get Camara,” Paris told them.
“Yep. Let’s go.”
The trio left the house and got inside of Paris’ truck. They arrived at Camara’s house fairly fast since she lived close to Paris. Camara came out of the house and hopped inside.
“What's up, y’all? Hey, twin,” Camara greeted Asia.
“Hey, y’all gotta tell me your secrets. Why y’all got these bomb-ass houses?” Asia joked.
Camara laughed. “Girl, I had to go through a lot of shit to get this house. Don’t be fooled.”
“Right,” Paris added.
“So are we’re still going to the casino?” Aimee asked.
“Hell yeah. I feel my hand itching,” Camara said as she scratched her right hand.
“A’ight, let’s go. I need a drink too,” Paris said as she drove off.
Paris popped in Trina’s “Fuck Boy”. The girls drove down to the casino in a zone as they sang along to the song. Camara was making a video for Snapchat while Aimee was taking selfies to post on Instagram. They finally arrived at Potawatomi and got out. Potawatomi was the biggest Casino in Milwaukee with great food and live entertainment. People from nearby cities frequented the popular casino often.
The women walked inside and Aimee and Paris headed straight for the black jack table. Camara and Asia grabbed drinks and opted for the slot machines. They were enjoying getting acquainted. Asia and Aimee usually didn’t share the same friends, but Asia thought Camara and Paris were really cool. For some reason, Asia expected Paris to be stuck up since she was an attorney, but she was the complete opposite. Now she understood why Aimee enjoyed working with Paris so much.
Asia put a coin into the slot machine and pulled the lever back. She watched intently as the numbers rolled, but she was interrupted by a shove on her shoulder. Asia looked back at a woman with her arms crossed. Asia plastered a mean scowl on her face and asked, “What the fuck? Don’t be touching me like you know me.”
“ Oh, bitch, you got amnesia now? You don’t remember hitting me in my eye now?” Tara spat ready to pounce on her.
Meka stood next to Tara with an irritated look on her face.
Camara looked over and rolled her eyes. “Girl, I really wish your miserable ass would get some business. This ain't even Aimee.”
“Bitch, mind your fuckin’ business. I'm talking to this hoe right here,” Tara shot back.
Camara and Asia jumped from their seats and stood right in front of Tara. Camara didn’t like how Tara had just spoken to her. Asia didn’t like that she had beef with her sister, and she was about to lay Tara’s ass out if it came down to it. Meka stepped up and stood next to Tara just in case some things were to pop off.
“Listen, bitch, if you got beef with my sister, then you got beef with me . Now what you wanna do? I’ll lay your ass out in this casino!”
“And bitch, I’ll be helping her, so you better take your ass on,” Camara warned.
“So you're not Aimee ?” Tara asked,
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