Page 107 of Deuce

“You know I’m gonna be on your ass, right?” he asked as I took a sip of my drink. “Ain’t no slacking.”

“Boy bye! I was a straight-A student when I attended before.”

“Okay, I see you. My baby has beauty, brains, and good as head, too.”

I playfully slapped his arm. “Shut up!”

“Seriously though. I’m proud of you, mama. I’m gonna throw you a graduation party when you finish. I hope there is enough seating because the fam will be rolling deep.”

I blushed. I was sure his family would show up too.

“What do you want as a graduation gift?” he asked, taking a sip of his drink.

I shrugged. “I don’t know. I mean, you’ve given me everything I could possibly need.”

“That’s why I asked what youwanted. Your needs will always be taken care of. What does my baby desire?”

The way he looked at me when he said that sent chills up my spine. I loved the way he cared for me. He wasn’t one of these men that were afraid or ashamed to claim the woman they were with because it fucked up their street cred. Everybody around my old neighborhood knew I was his. The girls at the club knewit. Anywhere we went, it was clear that I was his, and he was mine. There was no faking the funk.

“Um….” I paused in my thoughts. “How about a nice vacation? Just the two of us.”

“You don’t want your bestie to come?”

“Oooo, a couple’s trip could be fun, even though, according to her, she and your brother aren’t a couple.”

He kissed his teeth. “Whatever. That nigga loves to talk about me, but every time I talk to his ass, she’s in the background.”

I giggled. “Same. I give a few months before they are claiming each other or threatening other people over each other.”

“Trust me, people see her with him all the time. They know what’s up.”

The server brought over our food and placed it in front of us.

“Can I get you anything else?” she asked, eyeing Deuce a little longer than I liked.

She gave him a flirty smile as she tossed her hair over her shoulder.

“You can get the fuck away from this table,” I said, calmly yet with a tone full of seriousness.

She looked back at me and frowned.

“Did I stutter? The way you’re looking at my man in front of me almost earned your ass a slap.”

Deuce chuckled. “Take a walk, shawty.”

She scoffed as she stormed off.

“I like when you get aggressive,” Deuce said, licking his lips.

“That was disrespectful as hell. She saw me sitting here, yet she had the nerve to look at you like she wanted to whip your dick out and suck it. You better not leave that bitch a tip.”

He laughed. “I hear you, baby.”

“Good.”

I understood that my man was attractive. It was okay to look at him but flirting with him or giving him come fuck me eyes in my face would never fly with me.

We dug into our food while I told Deuce all about the business and hospitality program I was going back to complete. I told him about my dream of opening a lounge that would be a one stop venue space. He was the perfect person to help me get a business plan together, being that he already owned several lounges in the area.

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