Chapter Three

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Lola Davis.

I was sitting on my bed watching tv when my phone went off, and I looked to see it was Trey texting me. He asked if we could FaceTime I said sure.

A few minutes later I received the FaceTime call. I answered and his face appeared.

"Hey." He said smiling.

"Hi how are you?" I asked.

"I'm good and you?" He asked.

"I'm good what are you doing?" I asked.

"Just chilling, it's a relaxing day today." He said.

"Same." I said.

"So you're not doing anything?" He asked.

"Yeah pretty much why?" I asked.

"Well since we both aren't doing anything, how about you come over?" He asked.

"Boy you trying to smash, Mr. plus size women don't fit my criteria." I mocked him.

"First of all that's not how I sound third of all, the media played that out I meant to say dating life." He said.

"Mhm." I said.

"So are you gone come chill with a nigga or nah?" He asked.

"Send me yo location boy." I said hanging up on him.

I got dressed in something comfortable and let my hair hang loose. I got an text from Trey sending me his location. I headed out and began driving his way. I picked up some Chinese food on the way there.

I pulled up to the gate and rung the buzzer.

"Who is it?" The person asked.

"Hello I'm Lola." I said.

"Oh hello Ms.Davis Mr. Neverson is expecting you." He said.

He buzzed the gate and drove in and parked my car in front of the house. I got out and knocked on the door, a women answered the door.

"Hello, I'm lyzo Tremaine's house keeper." Lyzo introduced herself.

"Hello I'm Lola." I said smiling.

She escorted me to Tremaine room and walked away. I opened the door to see him in the middle of putting his shirt on. Lord this man was like a glass of caramel.

"Hey you." He said.

"Uh hey, I brought food." I smiled.

"Good because I was starving, you got Chinese." He smiled and took the bag out of my hand.

I removed my shoes and took my jacket off. I sat on his bed and got comfortable.

"You're bed is so comfortable." I said.

He sat in the middle and placed the food in between us.

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