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Hakeem Pov

I was too immersed within Jamal. I was too busy kissing him, I didn't realize that the door opened until Jamal gasped into the kiss, and aggressively pushed me off him. He quickly patted his clothes down, and fixed himself. He side glanced me, his facial expression unreadable. Only seconds later cookie and Lucious came waltzing in, cookie trailing behind lucious.

"Have y'all finished making up?" Cookie asked folding her arms against her chest. Lucious sighed, "We ain't got time for this childish fighting. We got money to make and music to drop."

I looked to Jamal and he looked right back at me. I smirked, "Yeah we're good, right?" Jamal didn't return the friendly gesture, he merely shrugged. "Yeah...I guess".

Huh? 'I guess'? what does that mean? Wasn't he okay with me just now? What the hell is wrong with this fool?

"Then hug and make up" cookie demanded.

I leaned into to hug him, and he hugged back, but whispered lowly into my ear, "The only time we'll be cool is when lucious and Cookie are here...besides that, don't talk to me." Jamal let go of the hug and got off the couch and immediately headed out the door. "I'm going to the studio"

I watched as he left the room with Lucious and Cookie leaving after him. What the fuck is wrong with that bitch? Wasn't he enjoying what were doing? I THOUGHT that was what he wanted. Did I misread the situation? What's going on!

CHAPTER END

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