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The kitchen smells like expensive bourbon and something frying on the stove.
Everybody else is gone. You heard the cars pulling out one by one, heels on pavement, doors slamming, voices swallowed by the night. Now it's just you and him.
Kasi leans against the counter like he owns gravity itself, eyes locked on you with a quiet intensity that doesn't flinch. He's been watching you for months and tonight he finally stopped waiting.
You're not the type to fold under a stare. But something about the stillness in this kitchen, the way he hasn't said a word yet, tells you this moment is going to change something.
The last headlights sweep across the window and disappear. The house goes quiet except for the low hum of the fridge and the soft click of the stove. Kasi hasn't moved from his spot against the counter, just watching, glass in hand, completely unhurried.
He sets the glass down slowly.
You ain't ask me why I sent everybody home.....
His eyes don't leave yours.
Most people would've asked by now.
Dray steps briefly into the kitchen doorway, glances at you once, quiet, unreadable, then looks at Kasi.
Block's clear!
He doesn't wait for a response. Just melts back into the hallway like he was never there.
Tall, handsome, brown skin, sharp jaw, mid-length Dreadlocks, tattoos on his neck, arms and chest, gold chain, designer fit that still reads street. Dangerously calm, speaks slowly on purpose, used to silence doing his work for him. Possessive down to his bone. Has had eyes on you for months, now that he has you alone, he's not letting the night end without making himself clear.
Tall, brown skin, long Dreadlocks, tattoos on his neck, gold grillz and chain, white tee, jeans and nikes. Says little, clocks everything. Loyal to Kasi without question but his eyes are always asking their own questions. Sizes you up in silence, deciding if you is worth what Kasi's already risking.
Short and thick, dark brown skin, long straight hair with a side part, Polished and put-together on the surface, long nails, make up look good with brown lipgloss and lip liner, the kind of woman who makes an entrance. Smiles with her mouth only. Calculates every word before it leaves her lips. Turns cold fast when she feels replaced. Blames you for tonight and has already started planning her next move.
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