I walked into his house and peeled my vans off my feet leaving them at the door.

"I'm gonna take a shower. Where do you keep your towels?" I yawned headed over to the stairs.

"In the closet in the bathroom" Q response walking over to the couch. As I walked up the stairs I could hear the Playstation turn on. I kneeled down beside my suitcase and started to rummage through for my pajamas. I settled for an oversized t-shirt and nike pro shorts. I grabbed my bag full of my skincare products as well before entering the bathroom.

I closed the door behind me before walking over to the shower and turning it on. I unlocked my phone and dialed Michelle's number. It rang once before she answered "Bitch are you okay?"

I laughed and nodded my head "I'm good" I replied sitting on the floor by the shower.

"You sure? Why you in the bathroom?"

"Bitchhhh" I dragged my words.

"What happened y'all fucked already?"

"Girl ain't no fucking going on this weekend. Tell me why I met this nigga ex"

"Oop. Was she ugly?" She asked as she sat up in her bed.

"No but she ain't look shit like me. She's lightskin, mixed and skinny. Only thing we got in common is the height. I am not this nigga type"

"Girl bye. If you wasn't his type he wouldn't have came back to Chicago to see your ass or flew you there"

"Anyways, two his girl friends told me that him and the ex only broke up last month"

"Yikes" Michelle replies making the Conceited face. "Well I mean y'all just started talking foreal. My mans innocent" She chuckles.

"You don't think he just flew me here to make her mad?"

"I mean there's a chance, you know how niggas are but that's a strong ass commitment. He flew here to take you on one date, y'all be talking all day everyday, then he flew you out there for the whole weekend and he paid. I highly doubt he doing all that to make a old bitch jealous. But hey what do I know" Michelle shrugs her shoulders.

"Maybe you're right" I nod my head slowly just trying to take in what she said.

"I'm always right. If he wants to hang out with his "friends" again then yeah he tryna make her jealous but if you don't see her again then you're good"

"Okay, I'll talk to you tomorrow"

"K, be safe. Love ya"

"Love you too" I hung up the phone and got up from the floor.

I sat my phone down on the sink before stripping down. I grabbed a towel out the closet before hopping in the shower. When I was done I wrapped a towel around my body and walked over to the sink. I wiped off my make up before washing my face. I rubbed lotion all over my skin before getting dressed. I grabbed my dirty clothes and walked back into the bedroom.

I put my clothes in the suitcase keeping it separated from my other clothes. I rolled my suitcase over to the corner moving it out of the way. I walked down the stairs feeling the cold hardwood floors on my feet. I went over to the refrigerator to grab a bottle of water.

"You good? You need anything?" Q asks taking his headphones off one ear.

I shake my head no as I chugged down my bottle of water.

"Are you sleeping down here or upstairs?" I ask tossing my bottle into the trash.

"You can sleep in upstairs and I'll take the couch if that makes you more comfortable"

"Nah you can sleep upstairs with me. How long are you gonna be on the game? I wanna watch a movie but I can't find the remote"

"Aye I gotta go" He says to whoever he was playing 2k with before logging off. I followed behind him as we walked up the stairs. I climbed onto the bed sitting up against the headboard.

"Here's the remote" He tosses it onto the bed "I'm gonna hop in the shower real quick. Find us something to watch"

"K" I reached over and grabbed the remote turning on the tv. I scrolled through Netflix looking for something to turn on. I knew that I wouldn't make it through a whole movie. My body was exhausted from skating and falling all damn night. I just wanted to go bed. I pressed play on Insidious and got comfortable under the covers.

I've seen this movie a hundred times so I knew I'd be able to go to sleep and not find myself trying to stay up to finish it.

"Whatchu choose?" Q asked walking into the bedroom. He had one towel wrapped around his waist and was using another one to dry off his top half.

"Insidious" I replied. I tried my hardest not stare but the way the water was heading down his chest and abs, I couldn't help it. This man is just fine as fuck.

"I see you're trying to have nightmares"

"Boy this is light work" I chuckle.

"I'm finna put on my boxers so look away unless you tryna see some cake" Q laughs rummaging through his dresser.

"You right ain't nobody tryna see them pancakes" I joked turning away from him.

"Man I'm double cheeked up, you just a hater" He climbs into the bed next to me and reaches for the remote to turn up the volume.

"You got anything you wanna do tomorrow?"

"Nope its entirely up to you" I replied turning back towards him. I snuggled up beside him resting my head on his chest. "Oh wait I feel like I should warn you about something" I replied sitting up.

He furrowed his eyebrows at me "What?"

"It's nothing. I just have sleep paralysis so I don't want you to freak out if it happens this weekend"

"That's that shit where you can't move?"

"Yeah but I have panic attacks whenever it happens. It only happens if I sleep on my back so like if you see me sleeping on my back just wake me up"

"Okay I gotchu"

***

I woke up the next morning to the sound of Lil Wayne playing. I rolled out of bed and walked to the bathroom. I rubbed my eyes as I grabbed my toothbrush to brush my teeth. I washed my face before drying my hand with the towel hanging up before heading downstairs.

"If I don't do nothing Imma ball, I'm counting all day like the clock on the wall" Quincy rapped. The smell of bacon in the air made my mouth water. I pulled myself up onto the barstool and sat there quietly just watching him rap the lyrics as if he was performing it for a crowd.

"I ain't never ran from a nigga and I damn sure ain't bout to pick today to start running!" Q rapped and spun around. "Fuck" He shouted when he saw me sitting here. "Yo ass just scared me"

"This yo shit huh?" I teased.

"This grown man music. You don't know nothing bout this" He laughed turning the song up a little louder. He grabbed the skillet and scraped some scrambled eggs onto two plates. He then placed some bacon and pancakes onto both plates as well. He turned down the music and turned around to grab two glasses out the cabinet.

"How'd you sleep?"

"Good. You're bed is comfortable as hell" I told him.

"You didn't have that paralysis thing did you?"

"Nah, trust me you'd know when it happens" I replied with a slight laugh. I watched as he poured some Minute Maid lemonade into the glasses.

He sits the plate of food down in front of me and the other one in front of the chair beside me. He grabs some silverware and the drinks before taking a seat.

"This is gonna be the best breakfast you've ever had. You don't gotta pay me or nothing, first meal is free" Quincy jokes before eating a piece of bacon.

"Yeah yeah yeah, whatever you say" I replied cutting up my pancakes.

"We got dinner reservations for tonight. I figured before that we could go to the illusion museum, maybe walk Times Square for a little bit. Das cool?"

"Mmhmm sounds fun to me" I replied before stuffing my mouth with pancakes.

"Why you ain't tell me you worked at foot locker? You need to slide that employee discount"

"I gotchu whenever you paint me something"

"We can slide to the art studio, you can choose one that you want"

"Unh unh. I want something that came from the heart." I replied with a laugh. "Gotta put your heart and soul in it"

My phone began to ring on the countertop. I looked at the caller i.d and it was my dad. My stomach dropped almost instantly. I held my index finger up to my lip telling him to "shh." I pressed accept and held the phone up to my ear.

"Hey daddy wassup"