Nasha's P.O.V.
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~ Two Months Later ~
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"Here again, huh, kid?" Jerome teased me.
I smiled at him.
"Just give her the cup old man," Ryland grumbled as he threw his arm around my shoulders.
Jerome and I shared a look, trying to hold in our laughter.
"Alright, I'll get Lisa, be right back." He said.
Jerome ran off, and I turned to Ryland.
"Why are you like this with him?" I asked.
"Because he flirts with you," Ryland replied flatly.
"No he doesn't," I argued.
Ryland looked down at me. He smirked before bringing his lips closer to me.
"Trust me babe, he does." He said lowly. "And you are mine."
"I know that, Ryland. So does Jerome. So just be nice." I said.
"Fine, fine, I'll try."
