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Once he closed the door, he went around the driver’s side and let the seat all the way back before he sat down.

“This car little as fuck, Tink,” he complained as he pulled out of the parking lot.

“It’s not like I had you in mind when I purchased it.” I shrugged.

I saw him glance at me before focusing back on the road. I noticed we weren’t going in the direction of my house, and I snapped my head in his direction.

“Where are we going?” I asked.

“My spot,” he countered.

“Why?”

He looked at me like I was annoying him.

“I said I wanted to chill with you... that’s why?”

“I didn’t thinkchillingwas part of the deal.”

“How the fuck are we gone pull this shit off if we don’t spend time with each other outside of photo-ops?”

I declined to respond. Instead, I pulled my phone out and texted Nae.

Keep your eyes on my location.

Nae Bae ????: Why? What’s wrong??

Nothing... yet. Titan came to my job... punched a nigga in the mouth for calling me a bitch and said he wanted us to chill. We’re headed back to his place.

Nae Bae ????: BIIIITTCCCHHHH!!!! IKTSR!!!!

Nae Bae ????: Gone and slide that pussy across that nigga face friend then drop it on the dick ????????‍??

Her stupid ass made me laugh out loud, and I noticed Titan staring a hole in the side of my face.

“What’s funny?” he asked.

“You’re nosy.” I smirked.

He simpered before pulling into a parking garage. He parked by his truck and got out before helping me get out. Once we were out, he ushered me into his building and to a private elevator that led us to the eleventh floor. When we made it to the door, he put a code in and moved to the side to allow me in. I was in awe of how clean his place was for him to be a bachelor. His place had a good view of the city. I didn’t even realize I hadn’t moved until he called my name.

“Tink...”

I turned and noticed that he was now shirtless.

“Huh?” I stammered.

“Why you standing over there like a hostage. Make yourself at home,” he insisted.

I still had my work clothes on, so I felt exposed in my crop top, shorts and fishnets.

“It’s okay if I take my shoes off? These boots are heavy.”

A knock was at the door, so he went to answer it while he responded.

“I said make yourself at home, Tink.”

While he opened the door, I made myself comfortable on the chair and picked up the remote when I heard a female’s voice.