《Must Be Mine | COMPLETED #WATTYS2022》10. the cookout part 2
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Playing All These Niggas by King Von
hello, goodmorning! 😊
hello missthang!
dem inches is long
looking cute!
Dakota heard some shouting coming from outside and got up walking in that direction seeing Von fighting Dakhari an people trying to detain the situation not like Dakhari ain't deserve it.
"Dakota come get him!" Dakhari's mother said while trying to grab her son.
Dakota just stood there an watched Von had them hands, she honestly didn't want to go over there but knew she had too in order to calm down her boyfriend.
She waited until it had gotten broken up before walking over to Von she stood in front of him seeing he ain't have scratch on him.
"You ready to go?" She asked leaning to whisper in his ear.
"On King Dave I wanna finish fucking dis nigga up but since u wanna go we can go." He says staring at her.
"O-Okay let's go. I'll go get Michael an we'll be on our way." She says grabbing his hand.
Dakota went an got her son picking him up while grabbing his toys an things placing them in her purse before turning to see one or her child's father's cousins standing there.
"Wassup wit yo nigga?" He asks.
"Jerome relax this don't concern you why don't you tell your cousin to stop picking fights with people an he wouldn't be getting his ass beat." Dakota says while making a mean look.
Jerome just stood there looking dumbfounded while Dakota picked up her son walking away.
"This your new girl?" Kema asked.
Dakota was meeting the mother's of his children True and Dayon Jr.
"Yes, I'm Dakota and you must be Kema an you Mici right?" Dakota says.
Von was somewhere in his home playing with the children, well his two kids since Michael was fast asleep in Von's bed upstairs.
"Yeah, well I see you have a child of your own. I just hope you are treating our children right cause there doesn't need to be any issues." Kema said.
"I will treat them just as I have treated my own which like a mother, I'm not an evil or spiteful person when it comes to being with someone that has kids cause I know if I'm with this person then his children should be treated with the upmost respect an concern." Dakota says.
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"How did you an Von meet might me asking?" Micii asks while shifting in her seat.
"At a concert my friends took me too an from then on it started out as a small conversation and now we're here. Does me being with him concern you both or is it being around your children?" Dakota questioned.
"Our kids." Kema stated.
"Alright well I won't hurt them they're so precious and smart it almost makes me too happy about my own watching as he grows up." Dakota says.
"Anyway, Dakota where you from and what do you do for a living?" Mici said.
"I'm from Phoenix, Arizona an I am a business owner to three businesses and I'm in school." She says.
"Did you say three businesses!! Girl how do you find the time!" Kema said.
Dakota shrugged she honestly was always very organized and planned everything ahead of time even without a planner to jot notes down.
"I'm very organized." She said.
"Well I like you already I hope we can go out sometime without the kids." Mici says with a chuckle.
"We need to ask that man in there if he could control watching three kids at once." Dakota says giggling.
"Ya talkin bout me?" Von said while walking in the room.
"No, we're just getting along damn!" Mici said staring at him.
"Aight, just making sure y'all ain't makin my girl feel nervous wit them questions." He says glancing at Dakota.
"Nope it's all good." Dakota says.
"The kids sleep so I guess I'll be with yall three for today." He says while leaning on the counter top.
"No go in your room or something we having a woman to woman conversation you ain't allowed." Kema said.
"Girl, dis my house. I can be wherever I wanna be. Now finish talking." He said while sucking his teeth.
"Anyway before we were rudely interrupted. Tell me about these three businesses?" Mici stated.
"I own two beauty salons one in Chicago another in Arizona and a painting studio in LA." Dakota says.
"So you making big bank! How much you charge for your salon's?" They both said in usion.
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"It depends on what you wanna get. But if it's a usual customer or a friend or family my charges are a deal." Dakota says.
"I need the hookup whatchu mean. Von I like her she our new friend." Kema said.
Von shook his head rubbing his chin, then set his eyes on Dakota whom was looking down at her phone.
Kema & Micii left leaving the kids there with Von, he watched as Dakota went to find herself something in the kitchen to eat.
"Whatcha gon cook baby?" Von asked.
"Um....whatever I can find, you ain't got no food food in here. Do you even cook?" She asked.
"U got jokes. But nah ion cook plus it's a bunch of people living wit me so we dont cook just order out or buy some usual breakfast like oatmeal." Von says.
Dakota shook her head continuing to look through the cabinets an fridge before closing it taking a deep breath.
"I'm going to the store." She said.
"Here my keys, make sure not to crash my car." He said handing her his keys.
"Boy relax I'm not gonna wreck your car." She says taking the keys.
"Mhmmm ion dat!" He says.
She giggled and walked out the kitchen he guessed to get her purse an she left out the front door. Von went upstairs to check on the kids making sure they ain't wake up or nothing.
He walked into his bedroom seeing they were still fast asleep, he guessed they had tired themselves out playing. Anyway he went an sat on the bed scrolling through his Instagram feed.
"Sorry I took so long, once I get to the store I start tryna buy everything." She says as hands him back his keys.
"Nah u good. So whatcha got?" Von asked.
"Some roast, and some other stuff. I was thinking about making that." She says while taking some groceries out the bag.
"Whateva u make sound good to me." He says while jumping on Live.
"On foe nem she cooking foe a nigga!" Von said with a smile.
"Boy is you on live?" Dakota said in shock.
"Yeah jus relax I want the people to see wha my girl cookin up foe her man." Von said.
Dakota blushed setting the groceries to the side then looked through his cabinets to find some pots an pans.
"This will do." She said.
Von watched as she prepared the roast placing it in the pot before season it an putting some water an cutting up the fresh carrots an other vegetables to put in the pot.
"Smellin good denn a bitch in here!" Von stated while showing the simmering pot of roast.
"Boy stop!!! I'm tryna finish cooking! Lemme get started on this cabbage and peas." She said about to smack him.
"Damn u mad I'm in yo kitchen or sum?" He said with a smirk.
"My kit-Von don't do that. I'm almost done cooking jeez!" She says while turning on the other two burners.
"On king Dave a nigga hungry!" He said while rubbing his stomach.
Dakota just laughed an finished cooking the rest of the food. After another hour the food was finished and smelt really good.
"Lemme know if I put too much seasoning." Dakota says handing him a plate.
"Gang u good." He says.
They ate and are now sitting on the couch in the living room watching television it was a random episode of Martin on BET+.
Von looked over at Dakota seeing she was halfway sleep on his chest.
He smiled a little watched as she yawned while still having her eyes open trying to look at the screen.
"U can go upstairs in my room an sleep." Von says.
"You sure?" She says staring up at him.
"Come on let's get go upstairs ion want u down here alone." Von says.
She chuckled and he stood up an grabs her hand taking her up the stairs towards his bedroom.
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