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“Me and the girls gonna get cute before ya party.”

I nodded. “I can’t wait to see you.”

“You not gonna show out, are you? Have a section full of bitches and shit?”

I laughed. “Girl, hell nah. The only thing I’ma be worried about is when we can leave so you can show me that birthday cake.”

As I rubbed my shorty’s thigh while sitting in my crib, I felt good—everything was good.

My money was long, my dick big, my shorty was beside me, and that nigga Blaze was out the way for the first time in a lil’ min. My plate wasn’t full. Mariah wasn’t even a problem because…I was gonna make myself a widow.

Chapter 32

Nylah

When I woke up wrapped in Rosama’s arms, I smiled, listening to him snore against my ear before slowly moving his arm off me and getting outta bed. I grabbed my phone off the nightstand and checked it, seeing a few messages from my girls already talking about what time they was coming ova. I exhaled slow, knowing I was about to be in for it with them, but I was ready for it.

I grabbed my clothes and headed to the bathroom to get myself together, and from the messages, my girls were about to be standing outside my crib waiting for me.

When I walked back into the room, I jumped, seeing Rosama sitting on the edge of the bed typing on his phone.

“Good morning,” I said as I walked ova to him.

“Good morning,” he responded as he pulled me in between his legs. “You leavin’ me already?”

I smiled as I kissed him, then pulled away. “Yes, I told you I have to meet my girls to get ready for the party. Don’t you need to get straight too?”

He nodded. “I do, but I’ma miss you.”

I laughed. “Nigggaaa!!! Cut it out. I’ma see you tonight.”

“I can’t wait either. I know you’re gonna be the baddest in the room.”

Rosama walked me out to my car and got anotha hug and kiss before I pulled off.

On my drive home, my girls were blowing me up. I could already hear their voices in my head, so I didn’t pick up. Instead, I dashed through traffic and got to my crib in half the time as normal, only to hear their mouths.

“What the fuck?!” Raven said. “That nigga have you tied up or somethin'?”

I laughed. “I'm sorry, we went out last night, and I overslept.”

I grabbed my bags and flowers outta my car and hauled my ass up the steps and unlocked my door.

“That nigga bodied you at that day party,” Denise said as she walked in, laughing.

“Girl…shut up!” I said, closing the door behind them.

I dropped my bags at the door, then went into the kitchen and put my flowers in water. Once they were straight, I walked back out to Denise, Raven, and Ari staring at me.

“What the fuck is wrong with y’all?” I asked.

“We want to know what happened with you and Pitbull,” Ari expressed.

I couldn’t help but smile as I sat down.

“Welll… we went back to his crib, we argued a lil’ bit, then…that nigga smooth, yo. We fucked, then last night he put me in Dior and took me on a date.”

All three of them looked at each otha, then back at me and started laughing.