
Mixed Signals Page #40
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- 2020
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“No boo, keep it it’s for you.” I said always tipping her.
“Thank you girl, but it’s your birthday, I can’t.” I looked at my hair ,then back at her.
“Keep that money boo. It’s well worth it.”
I looked down to Dre calling.
“Hello , “
“Happy birthday bae” he spoke.
“Thank you baby”
I looked and saw Kayia say who is that, since I’d just told her all about my break up with Tae. I told her my baby.
“Where you at?”
I grabbed my purse and reached to help Kayia clean up.
“Don’t worry I got it girl, have a nice birthday.”
“Thank you- , leaving the salon ,Dre.”
I grabbed my purse and headed out.
“What’s your next stop?”
“Hmmm, I don’t know… any plans for me?”
I hinted.
“Yea, actually, I wanna take you to a late lunch.”
“Awww , you wanna take me to lunch.”
“Hell yea, I’m spoiling you today.”
I was blushing too hard as I turned to wave bye to Kayia.
“Dre, you have already done enough.”
“And I’m not done.”
“Not stopping either, are you?”
“Nope. So meet me at the crib.. “
“Mine or yours?”
“Yours ma.”
I hopped in my Range Rover and headed towards my house. I bumped my music loud in a great ass mood.
Looking good , feeling better.
Pulled up behind Dre’s car , I put the car in park and killed the engine. Grabbed my purse, I headed inside.
“Dre !!” I called out to him and spotted him on the couch watching TV. He looked up at me and cracked a smile.
“Damn ma, you so damn sexy”
He got up and hugged me tight, grabbing my ass to keep me close. When he finally let go, he smacked my ass and watched it bounce in my shorts.
“Now go to your room, it’s a surprise for you in there. “
I walked quickly to my bedroom and stopped in the doorway..
“Oh my God , Dre nooooo! I can’t accept all of this.”
I looked around a few more times. I always knew Dre had money but damn, he went all out for me.
“Of course you can. It’s yours ma”
“All mine ?” I asked shyly.
“Yes, all yours.” He smacked my ass. “ Now gone head and dive in.”
I walked into my room it was clothes, shoes, purses ,a big teddy bear and more. All across my room.
I started on the dresser, jewelry and 3 belts. I was loving everything so far. Everything was killing it. I moved over to my chair it had summer clothes and sandals, my bed had 2 pair of true religion jeans, Chanel shirts, and a few dresses. And my favorite, out of everything… shoes. It was some wedges, sandals, Jordans, running shoes, and two pair of dancing shoes. I peeped over at Dre when I seen those. And last, the big ass teddy bear..
I turned to give Dre a hug.
“Oh my God. Thank you so much. “
“No problem, ma”
“But… you know I can’t accept all this.. Right?”
“Why not?”
“Because…. I don’t know…”
I didn’t know how to put it into words… It just feels a little wrong… ya know .. because I’m still not his girl.
“You don’t know ?” He questioned, not convinced at all.
“This stuff is crazy expensive Dre… How could I ever repay you ?”
He grabbed my shoulders and looked me square in the eye.
“Ma , it is your birthday. This is my gift to you. I want you to have it, especially since I know you love everything.”
“But I’m not your girl…”
“Your point is …?” I didn’t respond.
“I consider you as mine anyway, Mya. We just don’t have that label yet. I want you to have, keep, and wear all of this stuff.” He smacked my ass again. “Besides I can’t take any of this sh*t back.”
I laughed a little then stood in the mirror to admire my hair. He followed me and hugged me from the back, he was looking at my reflection in the mirror. I stared at his back.
“And as far as repaying me..” he pressed up against me and I felt his hard on. “just have that p*ssy wet when ever I need and want you too… “
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Dre's P.o.v
Mya turned to kiss me and I squeezed her ass. She went for a peck. But I wanted more, so thats what I got. I parted her lips with my tongue and she accepted it by returning hers. We kissed for a while then she broke it and looked up at me.
"Thank you," she said giving me another peck on the lips.
"No problem. The pleasure is all mine,"
"Oh really? How so?"
"I want to see you rock all this stuff... Most of all, I want to see you happy."
"Of course, but material things don't matter."
"I know that, and I love you for that. I just like my girl to stay fly, yes I know you were fly before me, but it's your birthday, let me spoil you please." He rolled his eyes.
"Awwww, haha, you already are. And who am I to fight with that?"
"Exactly, now go change." I smacked her ass and she got right to it.
"What should I wear? Dress or no dress?"
"You just go shower, when you get out I'll have everything picked out."
"Okay babe."
She grabbed a towel and headed to the bathroom.
While she showered, I looked through tons of sh*t. Dresses, skirts, jeans, legging, tank tops, more dresses. I was getting dizzy, so I picked something that had sexy written all over it. I looked at all the shoes she had and decided to leave that up to her because it was so many pair. I also grabbed a simple shirt, bottoms, and Nikes for her to wear to our first stop.
I was already dressed in a black Ralph Lauren sweatshirt, jeans and some Jordan Taxis on my feet. I showered seperately before she got here, because I knew showering together would cause a hold up and today we're on a tight schedule. I have a lot planned for Mya today. That stuff in her room was just the beginning.
I stood in the mirror and brushed my fresh cut, gotta keep my waves fresh too. My phone vibrated, it was a message from my homegirl, comfirming that everything was ready and where to find the spare key. I heard the shower water stop.
She walked in the room with only her towel wrapped around her.... Again, we're on a tight schedule so I forced my eyes away from her body to her face.
"Everything is ready and laid out, except for your shoes, you can pick that but for now throw this on." I pointed to the casual relaxed clothes and with that I grabbed my phone and headed towards the living room.
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