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he walked into his bedroom to put on some clothes.
     
    “No ho’ bet not be up in here. Cause if she here where you lay your head at, that means that you are digging her and I haven’t given you permission to do that to no girls. You want some random pussy you better take them to your spot. I regulate this” Reality said as she walked in the room behind him and sat Indian Style in the middle of his bed. “Oh so you are regulating now huh? Dat’s cool, I heard that’s what lil ’ sisters do anyway.” He said as he dropped the towel and walked into his walk in closet.
     
    Reality’s mouth dropped open. Jaimes had the body of a God. She had never seen him naked before, seeing him with the towel wrapped around his waist had taken her breath away but seeing him in his full glory, she was definitely at a total loss for words. She had a feeling that she would be replaying this in her head for the rest of the day.
     
    She hollered at him “Lil’ sister hell, who told you that I was your lil ’ sister? Nigga please!”
     
    He was in the walk in closet smiling from ear to ear. He had been wondering what Reality’s feelings were for him. They had gotten close fast, but he was digging her in a major way. He wasn’t really ready to let on how he actually felt about her just yet because he had to settle some things within himself. When it came to the opposite sex, he guarded his heart. Even though he was twenty-seven years old, he had only been in one relationship and the girl only used him for his money and played with his heart.
     
    “What the hell ever. You still didn’t tell me what the hell brought you over here this early in the damn morning. The sun ain’t even up yet.” He said as he walked out of the closet with a hoodie sweater on, covering his dreads and face and a pair of basketball shorts.
     
    “I knew you would be up, bout to go and walk the dog or run or whatever else the hell you be doing before the roosters start crowing. I need some syrup.” Reality said as she went into her vintage red Louis Vuitton Speedy to get him some money.
     
    “You have been going too heavy on the Lean, Real, you need to slow down. That shit is no joke, people die from that shit homie .” D.J. said as he put on his Air Max Shox running shoes that sat at the front door.
     
    “I got the money to buy it, so what is your issue? It’s not like I’m over here asking you to give it to me. Who the hell are you, my pharmacist or something? Either you are going to sell it to me or not. I don’t need any speech about the dangers of drug abuse nigga.” She said looking up at him.
     
    There was something so innocent and delicate about Reality that made D.J. want to protect her. As he looked into her pleading eyes, he knew then that he had definitely fallen for this girl who wouldn’t take no for an answer.
     
      “Too much of anything is not good for you. I understand that you be on edge and it helps you calm down. But baby girl there are things that you can do for that. How about you start running with me. I know that will help. My doctor turned me on to it. When you exercise it releases the same chemicals that are in all of these drugs. I’m trying to tell you that you will feel better. Come on, you can go with us now.” He walked to the adjacent loft that he had turned into a studio.
     
    “Man oh man, I didn’t come over here to hear all of this D.J., just give me the syrup so I can go. I have been up all day and night working. I need to go to sleep because I have an important meeting with Pop-Pop in a few hours.” She looked at her watch and realized that it was almost six o’clock in the morning.
     
    “ Shawty , I ain’t giving you shit. I just served you night before last, all that shit should not be gone, you doing entirely too much. Look how small you are and you are doing all that shit. Girl you are not even five feet tall and you sipping syrup like you are my size or something. They are not gonna find