Page 2 of Her Loyalty

"Dominic, please don't start with me." I spoke seriously as a smirk appeared on his face.

"It's not funny." I laughed, putting my shirt on as he made his way over to me.

"You think you're so funny."

"Na' I'm just playing with you." He smiled, pulling me into him.

"I'm gon' see you tomorrow though, right?"

"After class.." He trailed off, jokingly.

"Yes, I'll be here." I told him, looking up into his eyes while I wrapped my arms around his neck.

"Aight, coo." He nodded, leaning down to peck my lips.

"Come on, let me walk you to the door." He told me, letting me go and patting his pockets.

"You seen my-"

"It's on your dresser." I told him, referring to his gun as I walked out of the room and down the staircase.

As I did, I could see that the living room was full of smoke and loud talking now, meaning his sister was here.

"What's up, T?" She spoke as I reached the last step, looking around at everybody playing cards and enjoying themselves.

"Hey, Deja." I waved, looking up the staircase at Dom coming down, tucking his gun in the waistband of his pants.

"What's good, bro?" She asked once he came into view.

"Nun. What's up y'all?" He spoke to everybody sitting at the table.

"What's up, Dom." They all spoke back as his eyes reverted to me.

"Come on." He nodded toward the door, grabbing my hand.

"Yo Dom, what time you coming back? I need to talk to you about something, nigga." One of the guys at the table spoke as we made our way to the front door.

"Give me five." He told him and the guy simply nodded as we made our way.

Walking out of the front door, he closed the door behind us as we stood on his porch.

"I'll see you later, okay?" I told him and he nodded, looking away from me.

"Stop." I grabbed his face, making him look me in my eyes.

"Don't do that, babe. You always do that." I expressed, he never wanted me to go and he always made me feel bad about leaving.

"Why you can't just stay, T? Your school ain't that far."

"You already know my mom doesn't want me staying down here." I told him, referring to where his house was.

Dom lived in the hood while I lived in a more suburban area. My mother wasn't going for it.

"We grown as fuck, Tiana." He stressed, making me roll my eyes.

"You keep letting your moms dictate shit and I already told you how I felt about that."

"She's paying for me to go to school, Dominic."

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