Love_a Forgotten Art by Ivy Symone

Author:Ivy Symone [Symone, Ivy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Imperial Publishing Group, LLC
Published: 2019-09-22T04:00:00+00:00

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I tried calling Deuce to see what she’s up to and when she plan to come home but she didn’t answer. I sent her a short text, and surprisingly she still hadn’t responded.

Fuck her. And I’m not stupid.

I got Ari from my mama and made it back home just in time for my friend’s arrival.

Gooch coolly walks down the short hall from the front door and into the rotunda space. He nods with approval as he twirls a wooden toothpick in his mouth. He takes in the poshness of the way I’m living.

“This place is dope. Not sure if it’s suitable for kids, but it’s a bad lil pad you got here, Cam,” he says.

I smile, “Thanks.”

“Where’s Ari?” he asks.

“She’s in her bedroom,” I tell him, then motion for him to follow me.

I lead him down the hall until we get to Ari’s room. I stand by the doorframe and gesture inside.

Gooch steps inside the room and continues to look around. When Ari notices his presence, she just stares.

Gooch smiles. “Hey babygirl.”

Ari goes back to playing with her dolls and their imaginary personalities.

Gooch walks further into the room and take a seat on one of the little chairs at her little table. “Do you know who I am?”

Ari smiles coyly but refuse to give Gooch eye contact.

“Damn, she’s gotten big,” he remarks as he looks at her with adoration. “Look at all this hair. Hey, Babygirl, how old are you now?”

Ari hold up four meek fingers.

“Four? Damn!” he says surprisingly. “Where have the time gone?”

I scoff in disdain.

“Don’t start that shit,” he says, cutting his eyes at me. He rubs Ari atop her head and says, “Hey Babygirl, I’ll be right back. I gotta have a talk with your mommy, okay?”

Ari nods as he hops up from the chair. I follow Gooch out of the room, but before I leave, I turn back to Ari. “Don’t come bothering us until I come back in here. You hear me?”

Ari nods her understanding again.

I follow Gooch as he walks around to the great room continuing to inspect the place.

“So, this where you and Deuce lives?” he mentions.

“Yeah,” I tell him. “We’re supposed to be looking into a house after we get married.”

“Married?” he questions.

I smile and sit on the arm of the sofa. “Yep. Deuce is marrying me.”

Gooch looks at me with question, narrowing his already thin almond shaped slits for eyes. “Why I think you on some bullshit?”

I shrug wearing a smirk. “I don’t know.”

“You ain’t the marrying type, Cam. I know you.”

I’m flabbergasted. “Why everybody think they know me?”

“You have a reputation that proceeds you.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means you act accordingly,” he says as he moves in closer to me.

“And what’s that, Gooch?”

“You love giving up that pussy,” he jokes sexily.

“Not anymore,” I lie, but I can’t contain my sneaky grin.

Gooch walks up on the sofa arm and positions himself between my legs. “I bet I can still get it.”

Damn, he’s so fine with his ugly self. Gooch isn’t the best-looking nigga by many standards, but his swag and confidence is sexy as fuck.

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