would be Qadir. Fuck! Qadir!
I’d been blowing him off for weeks. He texted me while at the party, but I didn’t respond because like Noah said, I was all in Latif’s face.
“You want me to come up?” Noah bit his lip as we sat in front of my condo.
“No, I’m tired,” I replied as I unbuckled myself.
“Too bad,” Noah said throwing his car into park. I rolled my eyes and exited the car.
As soon as we walked in, Noah started kissing on my neck and caressing my body. He backed me into my bedroom, while unzipping my dress.
“What the fuck is this!” Qadir yelled.
“Ah! Qadir! Baby, what are you doing here?” I screamed.
“Baby?” Noah frowned.
“Cool Zooey, I’m out!” Qadir shouted and stormed out the room.
I chased after him, but my heel broke and I fell to the floor. BOOM! The door slammed. I turned on my back, and Noah was glaring down at me.
“Who the fuck was that?” he asked.
“An ex,” I replied forcing a smile.
I stood to my feet, and walked over to him. I dipped my tongue into his mouth, and he lifted me in the air so that I could wrap my legs around his waist. Fuck.
Josalyn
Tonight was another night I knew I would regret. Andi was really tripping on me about dating Cassian, like the maniac that she was. I didn’t want to go against my sister, but I loved him and she had no say-so in my dating life. She had no say-so about anything in my life, and I wished she would realize that.
However, in order to shut her mouth for a little bit, I was going to go with her to this party Hollis was to deejay. I did miss hanging out with her, despite her being so annoying, so this was perfect.
“You ready chica?” she grinned while peeking her head into my room.
“Yes,” I exhaled.
“Stop being so glum Jos. You’re gonna have fun. Plus, you’re gonna meet a boss nigga tonight!” she smiled big as hell.
“Can't wait,” I replied dryly.
Once we were both dressed to impress, we headed over to Playhouse nightclub in Hollywood. As soon as we got there, people were whispering and pointing at Andi and me.
“That’s Andi Richardson and Cassian’s girl,” one person said.
“Where's Cass?” someone yelled to me. I just ignored them. “He must’ve dumped your ass!” she added and laughed. Josalyn, don’t swing , I told myself.
The only negative thing about dating Cassian was that I was no longer Josalyn Richardson, but ‘Cassian’s girl.’ Everywhere I went these days, people asked me if I was his girlfriend, or just called me his girlfriend. I wasn’t used to being watched so closely by random people, on social media and blogs either.
Andi was smiling from ear to ear, basking in all this shit. I just shook my head as we approached the bouncer. Unlike times before, we didn’t need to let them know we were on a guest list, the bouncer immediately removed the line separator and we walked inside.
Hollis was up there spinning “Live from the Gutter” by Drake and Future, and everybody was turning the fuck up. We walked up the side steps so that we could sit in VIP behind the DJ booth.
“Josalyn, this is Hollis’ friend, Khalid,” Andi beamed.
“How are you beautiful?” Khalid flashed a smile.
Khalid was a big-time rapper, and stayed on the radio. He was always releasing something new or featuring on the latest hits. He had a toffee complexion, brown eyes, and was 6’4. He was on the skinnier side, but he wasn’t skin and bones. He was a cute guy, but Cassian looked one hundred times better, and wasn’t skinny.
“I’m great. Nice to meet you Khalid,” I smiled.
“You know I like them vanilla chicks!” Khalid joked with Andi, and she playfully rolled her eyes.
I hated guys like him that only liked a certain skin color. Ugly can come in any color. Not all light-skinned chicks were pretty. I’ve run across a many ugly, mud duck looking light-skins. Thank God, I wasn’t one of them.
“I’ll be right back,” Andi chuckled and walked off before I
I’d been blowing him off for weeks. He texted me while at the party, but I didn’t respond because like Noah said, I was all in Latif’s face.
“You want me to come up?” Noah bit his lip as we sat in front of my condo.
“No, I’m tired,” I replied as I unbuckled myself.
“Too bad,” Noah said throwing his car into park. I rolled my eyes and exited the car.
As soon as we walked in, Noah started kissing on my neck and caressing my body. He backed me into my bedroom, while unzipping my dress.
“What the fuck is this!” Qadir yelled.
“Ah! Qadir! Baby, what are you doing here?” I screamed.
“Baby?” Noah frowned.
“Cool Zooey, I’m out!” Qadir shouted and stormed out the room.
I chased after him, but my heel broke and I fell to the floor. BOOM! The door slammed. I turned on my back, and Noah was glaring down at me.
“Who the fuck was that?” he asked.
“An ex,” I replied forcing a smile.
I stood to my feet, and walked over to him. I dipped my tongue into his mouth, and he lifted me in the air so that I could wrap my legs around his waist. Fuck.
Josalyn
Tonight was another night I knew I would regret. Andi was really tripping on me about dating Cassian, like the maniac that she was. I didn’t want to go against my sister, but I loved him and she had no say-so in my dating life. She had no say-so about anything in my life, and I wished she would realize that.
However, in order to shut her mouth for a little bit, I was going to go with her to this party Hollis was to deejay. I did miss hanging out with her, despite her being so annoying, so this was perfect.
“You ready chica?” she grinned while peeking her head into my room.
“Yes,” I exhaled.
“Stop being so glum Jos. You’re gonna have fun. Plus, you’re gonna meet a boss nigga tonight!” she smiled big as hell.
“Can't wait,” I replied dryly.
Once we were both dressed to impress, we headed over to Playhouse nightclub in Hollywood. As soon as we got there, people were whispering and pointing at Andi and me.
“That’s Andi Richardson and Cassian’s girl,” one person said.
“Where's Cass?” someone yelled to me. I just ignored them. “He must’ve dumped your ass!” she added and laughed. Josalyn, don’t swing , I told myself.
The only negative thing about dating Cassian was that I was no longer Josalyn Richardson, but ‘Cassian’s girl.’ Everywhere I went these days, people asked me if I was his girlfriend, or just called me his girlfriend. I wasn’t used to being watched so closely by random people, on social media and blogs either.
Andi was smiling from ear to ear, basking in all this shit. I just shook my head as we approached the bouncer. Unlike times before, we didn’t need to let them know we were on a guest list, the bouncer immediately removed the line separator and we walked inside.
Hollis was up there spinning “Live from the Gutter” by Drake and Future, and everybody was turning the fuck up. We walked up the side steps so that we could sit in VIP behind the DJ booth.
“Josalyn, this is Hollis’ friend, Khalid,” Andi beamed.
“How are you beautiful?” Khalid flashed a smile.
Khalid was a big-time rapper, and stayed on the radio. He was always releasing something new or featuring on the latest hits. He had a toffee complexion, brown eyes, and was 6’4. He was on the skinnier side, but he wasn’t skin and bones. He was a cute guy, but Cassian looked one hundred times better, and wasn’t skinny.
“I’m great. Nice to meet you Khalid,” I smiled.
“You know I like them vanilla chicks!” Khalid joked with Andi, and she playfully rolled her eyes.
I hated guys like him that only liked a certain skin color. Ugly can come in any color. Not all light-skinned chicks were pretty. I’ve run across a many ugly, mud duck looking light-skins. Thank God, I wasn’t one of them.
“I’ll be right back,” Andi chuckled and walked off before I
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