Chapter 7

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Rihanna's POV

" Do you wanna grab dinner" I placed the files on the desk and saw Brandon behind me with his two hands in his pockets.

" Sure just let me put the rest files on your desk" I grabbed the files that was pertaining to the new club we wanted to build in Jamaica.

" Okay I'll be in the car" I nodded and walked into his office and placed them there and went to the parking lot. I opened the door to his black Rover and we drove in awkward silence until I couldn't take it anymore.

" So your family reunion is in a week huh?" I was always invited to the reunions his father was nice towards me but couldn't say the same about his mom. I heard him winced, he wasn't a real big fan of it.

" Yup but I'm supposed to be going to Dubai " he whined.

" Well you can go to the reunion and take a flight straight to Dubai" I rolled my eyes at him.

" Good idea" we pulled up to the diner we usually eat but it was closed.

" Shit I didn't realized it was this late" he banged his palms on the steering wheel.

" That's okay , how about I make us dinner" my apartment wasn't far from here anyways.

" Okay" there wasn't much traffic so we got there quickly.

Stepping out the car and walking to the elevator both of us were quiet. When walking to the door I saw Mrs. Franco and her husband opening their door but the nosy brat saw me and stopped.

" Rihanna " she turned around and checked out Brandon.

" Goodnight Mr and Mrs Franco" I tried pushing Brandon inside but he wouldn't budge.

" Finally your getting some white dick" Mrs.Franco said and my jaw dropped so did Brandon.

" Babe I'm hungry" her husband shouted.

Thank God

She walked in and left us in the hallway.

"Uh...umm" Brandon stuttered.

" Just get in" I closed the door and placed my coat and bag on the hanger.

" I'm going to shower and change take the chicken out and season it" I walked inside my bathroom and took a quick shower and got dress in some comfy clothes. Going back to the kitchen , I saw Brandon eating my skittles.

" The chicken is in the fridge" I got the chicken out and turned to him.

" I told you to season it " it was only black pepper and salt.

" I did" I looked at him in shock , you've got to be kidding me. I shook my head at him and got my spices.

" Now that's how you season meat" I pushed it in his face and he grimaced.

" Smells spicy " he sniffed.

" Should be" I cooked french fried chicken with mac n cheese and french fries. We both had a blast and he ended up sleeping over.

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