away.”
Micah pulled up to Minka’s condo and turned off the car, Minka was a little nervous about if she should kiss him or just thank him and get out the car. Micah turned toward Minka the best his big body could and looked into her eyes. Minka looked back into his and never said a word, her phone started ringing and she saw it Meghan.
“Thank you for driving me home, I guess you aren’t a killer.” Minka chuckled.
“You’re still not in your house you don’t know that,” Minka shot back.
“Nah, I truly do thank you for getting me home and for the conversation. You’re cool.”
“Cool? That’s all,” Minka asked.
“I don’t really know you so I can’t tell. And seeing I had to re meet you at a party after I gave you my number, you’re lucky I said cool.”
“Ah, so you were mad I didn’t call? Listen ma, I don’t have no reason to lie or play childish games, If I wasn’t feeling you I wouldn’t have come up to you and spoke. I lost my phone and I didn’t set that iCloud shit on my phone so I lost everything, I never got your last name so I couldn’t even hit you up on Facebook,” Micah explained.
“I see. I wasn’t worried I just wondered why you didn’t text or call, nothing major.”
“Ight good, I like you and would like to get to know you, so this time take my number and call me.” Micah reached for Minka’s phone. She handed him her phone and he locked his number in. Minka leaned across the arm rest and planted a kiss on Micah’s cheek before she got out the car, she bent down and looked into the window.
“Make sure you set up your iCloud, have a good night.” She winked and switched into the building while Micah looked at her wide, round ass.
Chapter Six
Micah Johnson was a bad boy turned good man.
He was b orn to Sharlean and Michael Johnson. Sharlean was medical assistant while Michael was a pediatrician. Micah was raised to be a god-loving, honest man. He turned out to be the opposite. Micah started stealing and selling drugs at fourteen and was arrested. He spent two years in a juvenile detention center. When he was released at sixteen, Micah picked up football. Afterwards, he distanced himself away from Donovan, whom was still heavily involved in the streets. What killed Micah was his cousin was so talented musically – he could make a beat out of anything.
Micah graduated high school with a full scholarship to Duke University to play football. Soon after he was drafted into the NFL. At twenty-two, he was signed to the San Diego Chargers with a two year deal for $11.2 million as a defensive liner backer. He also had endorsement deals.
A couple months after he signed his contract , his father, Michael, died from a stroke. Micah was devastated that the man who taught him how to be a man was gone and now he had to step up and look out for his mother. A year after his father’s death, Sharlean got remarried to his stepfather, who Micah loved as if he were his own father.
Micah got his cousin Donovan off the corner selling rocks and moved him to LA. He opened a studio where Donovan could produce; He was one of the most sought out producers in LA and had a lot of celebrity clientele.
Micah was now twenty- four and in the prime of his career, he was a millionaire athlete that could have any woman he wanted but he didn’t want just any woman, he wanted that woman. He wanted a woman who demanded attention when she walked in the room, a woman who could hold a conversation and bring something to the table more than just good looks and pussy. He wanted a woman who he could bring to a meeting who would understood everything that went on. Actually, he didn’t want that type of woman he needed that type of woman.
Micah was a big man and knew females only wanted him because his money. He was a handsome man; he just didn’t have the rock hard abs
Micah pulled up to Minka’s condo and turned off the car, Minka was a little nervous about if she should kiss him or just thank him and get out the car. Micah turned toward Minka the best his big body could and looked into her eyes. Minka looked back into his and never said a word, her phone started ringing and she saw it Meghan.
“Thank you for driving me home, I guess you aren’t a killer.” Minka chuckled.
“You’re still not in your house you don’t know that,” Minka shot back.
“Nah, I truly do thank you for getting me home and for the conversation. You’re cool.”
“Cool? That’s all,” Minka asked.
“I don’t really know you so I can’t tell. And seeing I had to re meet you at a party after I gave you my number, you’re lucky I said cool.”
“Ah, so you were mad I didn’t call? Listen ma, I don’t have no reason to lie or play childish games, If I wasn’t feeling you I wouldn’t have come up to you and spoke. I lost my phone and I didn’t set that iCloud shit on my phone so I lost everything, I never got your last name so I couldn’t even hit you up on Facebook,” Micah explained.
“I see. I wasn’t worried I just wondered why you didn’t text or call, nothing major.”
“Ight good, I like you and would like to get to know you, so this time take my number and call me.” Micah reached for Minka’s phone. She handed him her phone and he locked his number in. Minka leaned across the arm rest and planted a kiss on Micah’s cheek before she got out the car, she bent down and looked into the window.
“Make sure you set up your iCloud, have a good night.” She winked and switched into the building while Micah looked at her wide, round ass.
Chapter Six
Micah Johnson was a bad boy turned good man.
He was b orn to Sharlean and Michael Johnson. Sharlean was medical assistant while Michael was a pediatrician. Micah was raised to be a god-loving, honest man. He turned out to be the opposite. Micah started stealing and selling drugs at fourteen and was arrested. He spent two years in a juvenile detention center. When he was released at sixteen, Micah picked up football. Afterwards, he distanced himself away from Donovan, whom was still heavily involved in the streets. What killed Micah was his cousin was so talented musically – he could make a beat out of anything.
Micah graduated high school with a full scholarship to Duke University to play football. Soon after he was drafted into the NFL. At twenty-two, he was signed to the San Diego Chargers with a two year deal for $11.2 million as a defensive liner backer. He also had endorsement deals.
A couple months after he signed his contract , his father, Michael, died from a stroke. Micah was devastated that the man who taught him how to be a man was gone and now he had to step up and look out for his mother. A year after his father’s death, Sharlean got remarried to his stepfather, who Micah loved as if he were his own father.
Micah got his cousin Donovan off the corner selling rocks and moved him to LA. He opened a studio where Donovan could produce; He was one of the most sought out producers in LA and had a lot of celebrity clientele.
Micah was now twenty- four and in the prime of his career, he was a millionaire athlete that could have any woman he wanted but he didn’t want just any woman, he wanted that woman. He wanted a woman who demanded attention when she walked in the room, a woman who could hold a conversation and bring something to the table more than just good looks and pussy. He wanted a woman who he could bring to a meeting who would understood everything that went on. Actually, he didn’t want that type of woman he needed that type of woman.
Micah was a big man and knew females only wanted him because his money. He was a handsome man; he just didn’t have the rock hard abs
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