Absolute Fulfillment

by Kennedy B.

didn’t have to keep picking him up. “This shit is sad. How you gonna beat his ass and he keeps tryna get down in the fetal position?” Reminisce asked, laughing hard as hell while eating a bag of corn chips.

“It don’t matter who I’m fucking or not fucking because it ain’t your business. As a matter of fact, I ain’t even fucking you. Soon as you get that through your thick ass skull, the more money you’ll make because you’ll be out there dancing and not in my fucking face.”

Fired!! She should be fired

free hand found my chin and he pulled me toward him. “You ain’t never had a reason to question shit when it came to me, even when we wasn’t fucking. So don’t start now, and that challenging shit, wrap it the fuck up within two to three business days, ’cause that ain’t even for us. I tell you something; it’s for your own good. You hear me?”

“Probably ain’t, but I’m promising you that I ain’t gonna hurt you. I ain’t never gave you a reason to doubt me, but every reason to carry my words with the highest trust. Let me fulfill you, baby. Just like you do for me.”

“Life too short to be waiting on appropriate timeframes to do shit. If I tell you today or tomorrow I want you to carry my kids, I mean just that. I’m a real nigga, Caya. If for some reason you think you gonna leave me alone, then I’ma get your head checked and your ass committed. I ain’t got time to be playing with it.”

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