Holding His Heart And His Gun A Savage Love Story – Jahquel J (1)

Where the hell you at, Ms. Fast Ass?” I questioned her. She stalled a bit before she answered. “At Burna’s house. He had to come over this way to pick up something. I’m just waiting for him to finish his conversation.” “Oohhh, so you talking about me, but you’re at Burna’s crib,’ I laughed. “Girl, I ain’t thinking about that shit.

Tell me why his little non- girlfriend called herself trying to fight me?” “Who, Kim?” Yep: “She can’t fight so I don’t know why. Kim is all talk or she will get her sister Trina to fight her battles.” “I leaned on the car and laughed the whole time. I’m worried about looking for a job, not worrying about who her nigga is fucking with.”

“That’s true. I’ll see you when you get back,” I tried to rush her off the phone. My hands were itching to dial Boogie’s number and see what he so desperately wanted. “Go call Boogie, you damn addict, she snickered and we ended the call. Soon as I pressed the end button, I was pressing the talk button and dialing his number. I waited a while and then his voice came on the line.

Why did I start cheesing like a little school girl? “Who this?” “Hey, it’s Kashira,’ I replied sweetly. “I been hitting your line all morning, what’s good with you?” I smiled at how concerned he sounded over me not answering my phone. “Love had my phone so I didn’t know you were calling me. What’s up?” “I wanted to see you today, that’s all,” he replied. “Well, the day is almost over and I’ve seemed to have slept it away.

What did you do all day?” “Handled some business and came back to the crib. I’m ‘bout to slide through to your crib, cool?” “I don’t mind, just bring me some Pepsi when you come.” “Bet.”

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(He you coming through or nah?” shorty questioned me through the phone. Looking at the phone and then the bottle of Moet in my hand, I shrugged my shoulders as if she could see me. “T ain’t gonna front, I’m a little fucked up,’ I slurred in the phone.

She huffed into the phone and I laughed because I thought everything was funny right about now. “I’m going to bed. You claimed you were coming and youre drunk.” I didn’t get a chance to reply because she ended the call. Shorty just met me earlier and she already wanted to fuck. Earlier, I was chilling in the BX with my niggas and she walked up to me.

I aint gonna front, this light-skinned shorty was fine as fuck with her thick ass. Her hair fell down to the crack of her ass and was colored honey blonde. I could tell she came from bread or she had a nigga that was 1 Holding His Heart and His Gun – A Savage Love Story making moves from the Fendi fit she was rocking. Now, she was calling and wanting me to come through to her hotel room.

“Yo, who that?” Boogie, my right-hand man asked me. He was being entertained by one of the strippers. Bitch was damn near fucking him in front of us, and he was completely fine with that shit. “Shorty from earlier wants me to slide through when I’m done here,’ I replied as I took another swig from the nearly empty bottle.

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