“Shit, what you cooked that smells like that?” I asked. Whatever it was smelled good as fuck, and I hope she had enough.
“I cooked steak alfredo,” she confirmed.
“Shit, gone and fix your man a plate to go.” I smirked.
She rolled her eyes but switched her fat ass to the kitchen. I could get used to that fucking view.
“Aye, you dress like this all the time?” I asked. I could’ve been any muthafucka at the door and she had pussy, ass and titties on display.
“In my house... yeah,” she responded while she put some of the pasta into a clear container.
When she had it packed, she handed it off to me. “’Preciate that. Come lock up but keep your pussy behind the door.”
The look on her face was priceless.
“Bye, Titan.” She shook her head.
“Goodnight, Tink.” I winked and walked out the door feeling accomplished as fuck.
Hopefully, this shit won’t backfire and work out in my favor... it had to.
Chapter Eight
Cadence
I’d just got in my car from leaving my last class when I got the email that made it a lot easier for me to breathe.
Dear Ms. Mitchell,
This email serves as confirmation that the outstanding balance on your student account has been paid in full.
As of October 15, 2026, your account reflects a zero balance, and all financial holds have been removed. After reviewing your account and academic record, we can confirm that you have met the financial requirements necessary for graduation.
You are officially cleared to participate in commencement exercises and receive your degree pending final certification of degree requirements by the Office of the Registrar.
An updated account statement is available through your student portal for your records.
Congratulations on this accomplishment. We wish you continued success as you complete your studies and prepare for the next chapter of your career.
Sincerely,
Karen WhitmoreStudent Accounts CoordinatorOffice of Student Financial ServicesCannon Hills State [email protected](555) 410-2287
I wiped the lone tear that fell from my eye. Just weeks ago I was wondering how I would be able to continue my education and graduate, and here goes this superstar football with hoe tendencies coming to save the day. I would forever be grateful to Titan for doing this for me.
Pulling out my phone, I sent him a quick text.
Thank you.
I put my phone in the cupholder and headed home. I was off tonight, and I was going to take full advantage of it.
By the time I got home and settled, my phone dinged indicating that I had a text. When I picked up my phone, I saw Titan had responded to my text.
Titan: You got it, Tink.
Before I could respond, another text came through?
Titan: Let me take you out tonight... to celebrate and shit.
