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Part One Part Two Part Three

Warning(s): language, smut thoughts

Finally, right? I know, I know. It’s here. Super thanks to all that have read, commented and somehow found this story and left comments encouraging me to come out of hiding and finish this. There’s a small writer’s note at the end of this if you care to read. Peace and love :) 

PART FOUR

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“Slight chance of rain, highs in the upper seventies…”

I shouldn’t be hearing the weather lady from the local news. I should be hearing you and I, us – guttural sounds, sweet sounds, whispers, giggles, moans, curse words just intermingling with each other, creating a harmony so beautiful that it has to be repeated. 

I never came because you never showed up. 

Warnings: Language, Lightweight Mentions of Casual Sex

This is a short interpolation of “Happiness Over Everything (H.O.E)” by Jhene Aiko featuring Miguel and Future. Jhene’s wildflower-ass be speaking to me really heavy sometimes, so … 

This may also be a part of series called #beingsingleandcelibatecanbetrash. I’ll let y’all know… 😭

You knew what this was, Yahya… You blaming me for catching feelings, [Y/N]? Really? 

I can’t front. Watching Yahya walk into this bar with whoever-the-hell-this-girl-is draping his left side has me on edge. I’m charging this to the possessive side of me. I didn’t have Yahya for long but I still claim that as mine. Only I, [Y/N],  get to ride that ride named Yahya, baby girl. 

I obliged last night. I bet she don’t know.