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"Move over." I complained pushing Desean over some in the bed.

Lets just say what happened in the shower NEVER happened.

Cause lord knows I was bouta put this puthy on him.

"Stop fuckin' pushing me Samani, go back to sleep." He grumbled out still turned over to the wall.

I pushed his ass again because he had his legs all over the place.

i hated wild sleepers.

"Uhn uhn, get out. Go in the guest room." I pushed him off the bed.

It was at least 7 some in the morning and I was tired as shit because he kept coming over on my side of the bed wild sleeping.

"How you gone kick me out my own room ?"

"Easy. Get out." I pointed towards the door.

"Mmcht." He got up getting back under the covers but came and wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Desean moveeeeee." I spoke annoyed.

"Shutup Samani, damn." He shushed me as I just rolled my eyes annoyed but I was too tired to argue back with him.

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I walked into my apartment drowsy as hell, it was about 9 some now but I was still tired.

I left Desean's because the guys had came over to talk business with him as early as it was.

I threw my keys down on the table and was about to go to my room but found a note on my glass table.

I picked up the white note and opened it up starting to read it.

come to your room for a surprise,

-x. ❀️

I yanked my head back at the x part.

I just knew this nigga didn't break in or was in my room right now.

I walked carefully to my room with my hand clutching my mace in case I had to spray his ass.

I lightly opened the door and looked to see him sitting on my bed smirking at me.

"How did you- Why are you in my apartment ?" I asked.

"I got my ways. Why you ain't respond to my text ?" He answered my question with a question.

niggas always love asking why you ain't respond to they text.

its simple, i saw it, and simply didn't respond, respectfully.

"What text ?" I played dumb.

I knew exactly what he was talking about and that was the same text from last night when I was in the car with Desean and he took my phone.

"Stop playin' dumb. I know you seen my shit."

"Ian see shit. And if I did it don't matter, I don't have to respond to your shit." I shrugged walking over to my nightstand.

"And do you know that your cousin would kill you if he saw you in here right now ? You being real dumb Xavier."

If Desean ass was to come in here right about now, all hell would break loose.

He don't even like Xavier being around me anymore ever since the day we picked him up and he called me fine.

"Desean ain't go do shit. But what's up wit me and you ?" He delusionally asked.

I looked at his ass like he was stupid because what me and you is this nigga talking about ?

"Que ?" I said.

"I know you been wanting a nigga since the first day I met you so wassup now, I'm out." He opened up his arms in a gesture like way.

"There is no me and you. At one point I thought you was fine and all but I don't see you that way anymore especially since you Desean cousin, that would be trifling as fuck."

"So you saying we have a chance ?"

"No nigga. No mean no, now get out." I told him.

niggas do not take rejection well at all.

"Ohh, so lil Samani don't fuck wit me nomo or some ?"

"Ian say that. We can always be friends but nothing beyond that."

"So if I do this what you gone say or do next ?" He asked stepping towards me.

"Do what ?" I questioned.

"This." He grabbed the fuck outta my neck and yanked me towards him pressing his lips down hard on mine.

For just a second I didn't kiss back but after a little more, I started to kiss him back and now we were just all over the place.

Our lips kept moving together in sync and he backed me into a wall as I breathed heavy a little.

"Xavier, no." I tried to stop him because I knew this was wrong.

But was it ?

i mean technically im single so this not wrong....

but it is cause this is Desean cousin.

Why do bad things feel good ?

"Shut that shit up." He mumbled against my lips pecking my neck lightly.

"Now tell me you ain't felt that shit just now." He smirked letting me go.

I didn't even know what to say or do right now.

"Ight, I think imma go now." He wiped my lips with his finger saying.

I just stood there trying to catch my breath and make since of what the fuck just happened as he walked out going out my front door.

After I heard the front door close, I just flopped my ass right in my bed like usual and tried to sleep off what just happened.

But I knew once I woke back up, it was gone be on my mind heavy.























































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