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“It’s about who you miss at 2 in the afternoon when you’re busy, not 2 in the morning when you’re lonely.”

— Unknown

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No more hiding parts of my personality when flirting, I’m throwing you into the deep end to see if you can handle me. Sink or swim mf.

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Thought provoking and gives unique insight about living in singleness. ✨

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— A. Y.

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This isn't about you.

don’t flatter yourself  i don’t write for you i don’t write about you i write about me. i write for me.  you just happen to be there. you do not get to lay claim to a dime’s worth of my work. i took your doing, and turned it into something beautiful. my words may strike a chord or a nerve but just remember: its not about you. you gave me the paint in which to work with  the manufacturer can’t take credit for a masterpiece  my work is much more than you it’s laced with past lovers and memories  sprinkled with fantasies and daydreams. so no. this poem isn’t about you none of them are. 

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“Playing Dirty” Part II

The next morning Sean heads into the office.

Greeting him at the front entrance is Tahj Stevens, the top Managing Director of the #1 Accounting Firm in the South.

“Mr. Sean Parker!”

“Just the man I wanted to see… How’s it going, son?”

“I’m good, Sir.” Sean says, a bit confused from the sudden encounter.

“Great, great… Say! I wanted to talk to you about this upcoming BlueRock contract. You know it’s a big deal for us and I just want to make sure we’re on the same page and you’re still up for the challenge?” Tahj reconfirms, while standing before Sean patting him on the shoulder.

“Challenge??” Sean scoffs.

“You know me, Sir. I’m always prepared!

“Alright! That’s what I love to hear. You’re the real MVP!” Tahj says excitedly, as he walks back to his office.

Feeling under pressure, Sean takes a deep breath and walks to his desk. He sits down in his chair, laying his bag on the floor and pulls out his laptop.

As he pulls out his laptop, he notices his flash drive is missing…

“Shit!” he exclaims

Panicking he begins to search his pockets then emptying out his bag in search of the drive.

“Not today Sean, not today!” he mutters to himself.

Trying to remember the last place he could’ve put the flash drive, he grabs his cellphone and calls Aaliyah. Thinking he may have left it at her apartment the other day…

“Come on, come on… Pick up the phone girl.” Sean pleads, pacing back and forth.

Voicemail: “Heyy! Can’t come to the phone right now. But if you leave a message after the beep; I’ll get back to you.”

“Aye Aaliyah, it’s Sean... Umm, I think I may have left my flash drive at your place. Text or call me when you get this message. Please!”

Anxious and feeling flustered, Sean sits back down in his chair burying his head into his hands.

“What is going on!?” he says in frustration.

As he lifts his head up, he sees Aaliyah walking into the office. He gets up and swiftly walks over to meet her as she’s walking down the hall…

“Aaliyah!” Sean blurts out, as he mistakenly bumps into her from behind.

Aaliyah almost spilling her cup of coffee on her blouse, stops and turns around in a state of exasperation…

“Damn, Sean! You think you could be a bit more careful and watch where you’re going!?”

“My bad, look I tried calling you. Did you get my voicemail?” Sean says.

“No, I’m just getting here and I haven’t been able to check my phone.”

“What’s going on?” Aaliyah asks, looking concerned yet puzzled.

Sean trying to compose himself, begins to explain to Aaliyah that his flash drive is missing. In the midst of their conversation, Tahj walks out of his office seeing Aaliyah and Sean down the hall…

“Hey Aaliyah, how are you this morning? Tahj asks, as he walks up to the scene between her and Sean.

“I’m doing well, Tahj! Thanks for asking.” Aaliyah cheerfully responds.

“Great, I see you and Mr. Parker are having a little chit chat. I was just telling Sean how we’re looking forward to him taking on the challenge of closing our BlueRock deal!”

Aaliyah looking confused, stares at Sean then turns to Tahj in response…

“Oh Tahj, umm it was to my understanding that I would be working on the BlueRock deal…”

“Yes, that was the plan. However, once Mr. Parker here, pitched his proposal to me on how we can make good on this contract… I just knew he would be the man of the hour to get the job done.” Tahj says proudly.

Looking caught off guard and feeling utterly betrayed, Aaliyah slightly smiles at Tahj and then looks at Sean…

“Understood.” Aaliyah says.

“At the end of the day it’s about getting the work done, right…”

“Exactly! That’s the attitude to have. Besides, there are plenty future opportunities for you to take the lead on and close. Trust me!” Tahj says encouragingly.

“Of course. Thank you, Tahj.” Aaliyah hesitantly responds.

To be continued…

Writer: Cemecia M.

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“Playing Dirty” Part I

“Fucckk, what are you doing!?”

“Shhhh… Relax, I got you.” he says; as he slowly inserts his manhood into her warmth while kissing her on the spine of her back.

“Seannn… You know we could—”

“Could what?” he responds teasingly.

Too caught up in the moment, she could barely verbalize her thoughts. He proceeds to slowly thrust back and forth making sure she feels every inch.

“Ohhh my fuckin’ gosh!” she moans.

Sean speeds up the tempo of his strokes. Aaliyah begins to catch the rhythm of his movements, throwing it back as she clenches the sheets…

“Shiittt, I’m cumming!!!” Aaliyah yells.

Unable to hold the rush of his own excitement, Sean grips the sides of Aaliyah’s waist. Hearts beating fast and breathing heavily; he instantly releases then slowly pulls out.

“Fucckk…” he sighs underneath his breath.

“Damn!”

“Boy, you’re gonna get us caught up.” Aaliyah says, laid out on the bed in a daze from their explosive session of sex.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Sean grabs his shirt and begins to put on his clothes.

“Nahh,YOU are gonna get us caught up! I thought you said Tahj removed you from the BlueRock deal and assigned you to a different one?”

Confused, Aaliyah raises up out of bed grabbing the bedsheets; wrapping them around her bare body.

“What are you talking about?” she questions Sean in a tone of irritation.

“Look man, I’m not trying to fuck up my career with this little thing we got going on. I’m just saying, make sure all your ‘I’s are dotted and ‘T’s are crossed.”

Aaliyah feeling attacked, goes off setting the record straight…

“First of all Sean, we both agreed that I would work on the BlueRock deal. As I recall, you said that you would take a back seat on this one and wait for the next opportunity.”

“So there was no reason for Tahj to reassign me… Besides it’s no big deal! We can still get the work done. We just gotta keep it low-key.”

“I never said that… And c’mon Aaliyah, that’s not how this works. You know it’s against company’s protocol for us to work on the same contracts!” Sean emphasizes while looking over his shoulder.

Feeling frustrated, Sean gets up from the bed and grabs his phone and keys…

“Look, I - I gotta go. I’ll call you later.” he says.

He kisses her on the cheek and walks out the door.

Disgruntled, Aaliyah falls back into the bed and looks up at the ceiling…

“Damn, now what!” she says.

To be continued…

Writer: Cemecia M.

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🔥“In The Heat of the Moment”🔥

“So you’re still upset with me?”

I don’t say a word; remaining silent as I continue wrapping my hair in the bathroom preparing for bed.

“Baby…”

“Can we please talk?” he calmly asks me in a firm tone voice.

I glance at his reflection in the mirror as he stands shirtless in the doorway waiting for me to finish.

“I’m tired. Plus I have a long day ahead of me tomorrow, now is not the time.” I reluctantly respond.

“So is that your way of avoiding a conversation with me and shutting me out?” he questions, while slowly walking up behind me.

Feeling a mix of emotions, I ignore engaging with him. I inhale deeply as I stand with my hands placed on the bathroom counter.

He gently grabs my waist to turn me around… My body now leaning against the sink, I turn my head away; trying to refrain from making eye contact as he stares at me.

“Can you please look at me?” he expresses softly.

“I don’t know what you want me to say...” I retort in frustration as I look at him face to face.

“Tell me how you feel…” “Tell me what’s on your mind.”

“Baby, what are we doing if we can’t even communicate?” he says, pulling me in close as he locks his brawny arms around my body.

Unfamiliar with the feelings that were brewing inside of me, I began to let down my guard and allow my thoughts to flow freely…

“Look, it’s been awhile since I’ve been in a relationship. Sometimes things between us can get a little intense and I question if I’m ready to be as open as you are with me.”

“You said some things to me the other day that kinda hit deep!”

Looking me in the eyes, he pauses for a second before saying anything. He smiles slightly and says,

“See, what you did right there is all I’ve been asking for… Vulnerability. I understand I said some things in the heat of the moment that may have triggered you, however that wasn’t my intention and I’m sorry.”

“I’ve been open with you, only because I TRUST you… That’s all I’m asking for YOU to do with me.”

As we stand close, I can feel the heat radiating from our bodies and the heaviness of anticipation mixed with desire filling the air…

“Do you trust me?” he whispers in my ear, while slowly trailing kisses with his lips around my neck down to my chest.

Unable to focus, my body becomes weak surrendering to his tender touch. The scent of his cologne engulfs my senses and I lose my train of thought, too lost for words to respond.

He picks me up and sets me on the counter, hands gripping the small of my waist… I grab his beard, gazing into his eyes as he seductively looks into mine.

“Do you trust me?” he asks again, this time in a stern deep voice.

Contemplating my answer, I wrap my legs around his waist while placing my arms around his neck. He slides me closer to the edge of the counter…

“What happens if I say I don’t?” I ask coyly.

Gliding his hands underneath my shorts, he bites his bottom lip as he looks down between my thighs and says…

“Then I think we’re gonna have a problem.”

(Written by: Cemecia M.)

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