buying shit that they couldn’t afford.
Zane was already at the table he reserved for them. He felt like he was on a blind that Dallas set up for him without his permission with an ugly bitch that he told him that he wasn’t feeling. He knew that wasn’t the case, he just didn’t want to be bothered with this bitch because her swag was a million and it was driving him crazy. No matter how hard he tried to stop thinking about this bitch he couldn’t.
“Hey my dude!” Shannon let him know that she was there.
“Ugh, what’s up?” He lifted his head hating to look at her, she was stunning.
“What’s the matter with you boy? If you tired you could have met me in the morning.” Shannon said as she began to pull her seat out to sit down. He watched her body movement like it was singing his favorite love song. He hated the way this woman controlled his mind without even trying very hard.
“I am good boo, I’m just…” He didn’t know what to say, she had him speechless.
“Well anyway you look good tonight.” Shannon smiled at him as if she had known him all her life. She was right though, Zane was already fine and that night he sported a light gray perforated suede racer jacket, sleek black MK shirt, Astor distressed jeans, and white oversized PU chronograph watch all from Michael Kors but the sneakers were Roberto Cavalli. The boy had it going and was most definitely getting money.
Shannon was hungry “What we eating?” She looked at the menu then at him, “I know this ain’t a date but you paying right?” She looked over the menu at him.
He looked at her and shook his head laughing “Yeah I got us.” He said before he knew it. Her experiences taught her that men were afraid of words like us and we because it meant oneness. “I mean I got you.” He corrected himself quickly.
Shannon looked at him weird “Boy you strange!” She went on with her order. She had the shrimp and sirloin succulent white shrimp paired nicely with teriyaki-marinated sirloin with vegetable medley and a white wine spritzer. Zane had the Pacific Rim-all-natural breast of chicken, teriyaki-marinated sirloin, succulent white shrimp, citrus-infused pork tenderloin, breast of duck and chicken and vegetable pot stickers and red wine.
They were making small talk while they ate their food when Zane asked “Why ya’ll need money so fast again?” He wondered what kind of women his crew was dealing with.
“Dang you nosey boy.” Shannon joked
“I am curious and I ain’t no boy girl!” He checked her and she looked at him seriously for the first time. He saw it and liked it. It made him feel as if he had the upper hand now.
“Well if you must know one bitch in our crew fucked most of her money up on stupid shit so we back in the field ready to play this game.” She told him thinking about how she would have loved to chill for a minute.
“That’s some bullshit! We going have to have Dallas talk to her about his plan for this crew.” He was pissed because he hated stupid bitches.
“What plan?” Shannon wasn’t aware that there was any plan.
“Don’t worry boo, it’s all for your good, trust me.” He touched her hand.
“I can’t do that, I have to wait to see what Dallas say before I trust anything.” She was too serious.
“Damn you out to dinner with me but you still don’t trust me.” He was kind of hurt cause even though he didn’t love these hoes he would never hurt one of them.
Shannon saw the hurt on him, “Oh no baby it’s not just you. I don’t trust men period! I had my heart broken too many times.” She told him honestly.
He looked at her and saw the hurt in her eyes. There was something inside of him yelling save her, and then the other part said fuck her. Hell my own mother or sisters never saved me! He couldn’t think of one bitch in his life that actually loved him. He could remember bitches that said they loved him but once a nigga with more money came along them hoes
Zane was already at the table he reserved for them. He felt like he was on a blind that Dallas set up for him without his permission with an ugly bitch that he told him that he wasn’t feeling. He knew that wasn’t the case, he just didn’t want to be bothered with this bitch because her swag was a million and it was driving him crazy. No matter how hard he tried to stop thinking about this bitch he couldn’t.
“Hey my dude!” Shannon let him know that she was there.
“Ugh, what’s up?” He lifted his head hating to look at her, she was stunning.
“What’s the matter with you boy? If you tired you could have met me in the morning.” Shannon said as she began to pull her seat out to sit down. He watched her body movement like it was singing his favorite love song. He hated the way this woman controlled his mind without even trying very hard.
“I am good boo, I’m just…” He didn’t know what to say, she had him speechless.
“Well anyway you look good tonight.” Shannon smiled at him as if she had known him all her life. She was right though, Zane was already fine and that night he sported a light gray perforated suede racer jacket, sleek black MK shirt, Astor distressed jeans, and white oversized PU chronograph watch all from Michael Kors but the sneakers were Roberto Cavalli. The boy had it going and was most definitely getting money.
Shannon was hungry “What we eating?” She looked at the menu then at him, “I know this ain’t a date but you paying right?” She looked over the menu at him.
He looked at her and shook his head laughing “Yeah I got us.” He said before he knew it. Her experiences taught her that men were afraid of words like us and we because it meant oneness. “I mean I got you.” He corrected himself quickly.
Shannon looked at him weird “Boy you strange!” She went on with her order. She had the shrimp and sirloin succulent white shrimp paired nicely with teriyaki-marinated sirloin with vegetable medley and a white wine spritzer. Zane had the Pacific Rim-all-natural breast of chicken, teriyaki-marinated sirloin, succulent white shrimp, citrus-infused pork tenderloin, breast of duck and chicken and vegetable pot stickers and red wine.
They were making small talk while they ate their food when Zane asked “Why ya’ll need money so fast again?” He wondered what kind of women his crew was dealing with.
“Dang you nosey boy.” Shannon joked
“I am curious and I ain’t no boy girl!” He checked her and she looked at him seriously for the first time. He saw it and liked it. It made him feel as if he had the upper hand now.
“Well if you must know one bitch in our crew fucked most of her money up on stupid shit so we back in the field ready to play this game.” She told him thinking about how she would have loved to chill for a minute.
“That’s some bullshit! We going have to have Dallas talk to her about his plan for this crew.” He was pissed because he hated stupid bitches.
“What plan?” Shannon wasn’t aware that there was any plan.
“Don’t worry boo, it’s all for your good, trust me.” He touched her hand.
“I can’t do that, I have to wait to see what Dallas say before I trust anything.” She was too serious.
“Damn you out to dinner with me but you still don’t trust me.” He was kind of hurt cause even though he didn’t love these hoes he would never hurt one of them.
Shannon saw the hurt on him, “Oh no baby it’s not just you. I don’t trust men period! I had my heart broken too many times.” She told him honestly.
He looked at her and saw the hurt in her eyes. There was something inside of him yelling save her, and then the other part said fuck her. Hell my own mother or sisters never saved me! He couldn’t think of one bitch in his life that actually loved him. He could remember bitches that said they loved him but once a nigga with more money came along them hoes
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