3. Chapter 3: Fine. Lets Talk.
Hey. I'm Rico. I'm 18. I'm caramel complexion. I'm 6 foot. I have green eyes. And curly hair. I work for Angel and Tasha's fathers. I have a nice build. I work out. And my brother is Danny. He looks like me. Just younger.
I walked over to Tasha.
"Hey ma." I said tryna give her a kiss. She just shrugged me off.
"May I help you?" she asked coldly.
"Damn Tasha. Why you gotta be like that?" I asked her.
She just walked away from me.
A couple of months ago she told me how she felt about me. I messed with her a bit then cut her off. I don need to be getting tied down. But on the low, I wasn't ready yet. I don't think I deserve Tasha to be honest.
I asked the bartender for a orange margarita. While I was sipping my drink, Amber walks up. This hoe T_T.
"Hey baby." she cooed.
"What's up Amber?" I said nonchalantly.
"I'm horny. Lets go find a quiet spot where we can do a quickie."
A hoe like I said.
"Amber. Calm that ass down. First off this ain't ya house, so don't be tryna do reckless shit if ya ass ain't ready to get recklessly beat."
She stared in shock.
I walked away.
"Fucking THOT." I mumbled to myself.
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