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20. Welcome to town

Robyn

I never thought I’d spend so much time with someone in a week.

I don’t know how or why I ended up be pulled out of the best sleep I’ve had in a while, on my day off, by a very energetic Chris rushing me to get up and put clothes on. He wanted me to come along to the airport to pick up his cousin who was arriving from Virginia today and I agreed. Even though the last thing I wanted to do was get out of bed. 

So after thirty minutes of being rushed and annoyed here I was, 6 o'clock in the morning, standing in the middle of the airport scanning the crowd for any sign of Chris’ cousin. I had no idea what he looked like but I was hoping him and Chris resembled each other so it might be easier to spot him.

“You see him?” I mumbled, inching closer to Chris as a new crowd of people exited the doors. He shook his head no, eyes flickering from one person to the next. Suddenly, a deep voice calls Chris’ name and I see a younger guy walking our way. He was a little lighter than Chris and resembled him except for the  freckles and tattoos.

“Wassup bro,” he cheerfully greeted Chris as he gave his cousin a brotherly hug. I stood there awkwardly watching them so happy to see each other until Chris’ cousin directs his attention my way. I wasn’t dressed my best in sweats  and a hoodie but I was rushed plus I wasn’t going anywhere and it was too damn early to be getting all dressed up. 

“Who’s this?” The boy smiled showing his bright, pretty teeth. You could definitely tell these two had some sort of relation. He was cute. His eyes scanned me from head to toe as he shot Chris a quick glance.

“Don’t think about it,” Chris announced immediately pulling me into him by my waist. “Robyn this my big headed ass cousin, Austin, A this Robyn.” I held my hand out but Austin surprised me by pulling me into a hug whil Chris still held on to one of my hands. 

Austin’s hands were a little lower than they should’ve been but I’ll let him slide for now.

“My bad I just don’t do handshakes.” He chuckled, pulling away and glancing at Chris who gave him a hard glare but Austin just smiled.

Austin and Chris gathers the large amount of bags he had and we head back to the car. I allowed Austin to sit in the front while I chose the back so that the two of them could catch up with one another. I was beyond exhausted and sleep was the only thing on my mind so sitting in the back wasn’t a big deal at all. 

Austin and Chris began to catch up so I sit back admiring the scene before me. The two of them laughed while he told Chris about Virginia and how excited he was to be here. You could tell he missed his big cousin and vice versa because the smile on Chris’s face was a sight to see.  

While I scrolled through Twitter, their talking ceased and Austin turned in his seat to look back at me, “So, why is a beautiful woman like you hanging out with my ugly ass cousin?” Austin asks, earning an immediate smack to the back of his head from Chris. Sliding my phone into my hoodie pocket, I laugh at Chris’ stale expression while Austin rubs his head. 

“Um, we’ve been working together for a minute and I guess we just started talking.” I shrug. He nods his head with a slight smirk.

Before he can say anything else, the car stops and I look up to see we’re already back at Chris’ house. He gets out and Austin and I follow suit. They both gather all of his bags out of the trunk and carry them into the house.

As Chris shows Austin his room I take a seat on the couch and stretch out laying my head back. I was tired as hell and definitely didn’t want to do anymore moving for the rest of the day. 

I hear footsteps nearing closer so I peek one eye open just as Chris lifts me up bridal style. I don’t even fight him and just let him carry me all the way to his bedroom. He kicked the door open with his foot, laid me down on his bed, and slipped off my shoes. 

“You’re tired, take a nap and I’ll wake you up in a little bit.” he whispers. “You wanna take your shirt off?” I nod my head and he tugs at the hoodie letting me know to raise my arms. Once I had my arms up he pulled the hoodie off leaving me in just my bra. 

He pulls down my sweats, tosses them next to my hoodie on the floor, and pulls the covers up. “Stay with me,” I mumble. Chris abides by my request kicking off his shoes and crawling into bed next to me. Sinking deeper into the bed, Chris pulled me closer and soon I felt my eyelids begin to close.

—–

My eyes fluttered open at the sound of SpongeBob’s annoying ass laugh and Chris chuckling beside me lowly with his head on my chest. This man right here loves his damn cartoons. 

I run my fingers over his fresh cut making him look up, “Hey,” I groggily say with a smile. I sit up and back against his headboard.

“Sleep good?” He chuckles. “Snoring all in my ear.” I gasped, pulling away only for him to pull me back. 

“Boy I don’t not snore.” He gave me a look and I rolled my eyes. The sudden urge to pee was my reason for removing myself from his arms and getting out of bed. 

I saw my hoodie currently residing on the floor. I grab my hoodie, and make my way to his bathroom. Of course I could feel Chris burning a hole in my back why would I still be shy about being around him in just my underwear. Shit, he’s seen it all. 

His stares didn’t make it easier either. 

I reach in his cabinet for a spare toothbrush and quickly brush my teeth. Using the bathroom, wash my hands just as Chris rudely entered the bathroom. 

“You were really tired as hell baby,” He chuckled wrapping his arms around my waist. He kissed behind my ear softly. “It’s going on three.” 

Damn.

“Well, you woke me up and begged me to come with you to the airport.” I say smartly. I rinse the toothpaste out of my mouth and turn around in his arms. He had his usual smirk on his face making me mirror it.

“I did not beg you Ms. Fenty. I simply suggested and you quickly agreed.” I scoff, which he found amusing from the loud laugh he let out. He knew his ass was lying. “Well, we were about to order a pizza and I know you hungry.” He chuckles, massaging my hips.

“I’m tired of pizza. I’ll cook tonight.” I say, wrapping my arms around Chris’ neck.

“Even better.” He pats my butt before dropping his hands and exiting the bathroom. I follow behind him but while he lays back down I head towards the door.

“Where you goin’?” He mumbles, “I need you to help me with something.” He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively and I laughed. 

“I’m sure you can handle it yourself,” I reply, smiling once the smile on his face dropped. 

“Nah, I’m hurting somewhere and I need my girlfriend to come kiss it and make it feel better.” He bit down on his bottom lip and sat up a little more. I laughed and continued my stride towards the bedroom door. “Robyn don’t walk out that door,” 

Shaking my head, I dash out of the bedroom laughing hearing him calling my name behind me. Once I reach the kitchen I see Austin already waiting with a big bowl of Captain Crunch in front of him, a blunt next to him, while he texted away on his phone. 

I open the refrigerator to see it practically empty. I mean, Chris cooked so I never understood why he never had food in this refrigerator. That’s why we’re always eating take out.

The only way he would have food is if he begged me to go grocery shopping with him. Even then I picked out everything. I guess I’ll be making a trip to the grocery store; which is exactly what I didn’t want to do. Sighing, I take a seat on one of the bar stools. Austin finally notices my presence and smiles.

“Where’s Chris?” He mumbles, a mouth full of cereal. I point my finger towards upstairs with a shrug. I know he’ll be down here in a minute to bother me. “He ain’t got shit in here to eat.” 

I laughed at his expression, “Pouting in the bedroom like a baby because I told him no.” Austin starts laughing but I just shrug. “That’s my big baby.” 

Austin picks up his buzzing phone and replies to someone before returning all of his attention back on me, “How old are you?” He asks, still chuckling.

“23.”

“Hm, so I might have a chance.” He laughs. I shake my head while heading back to the refrigerator and pouring myself a cup of orange juice.

“A chance at what?” I ask. 

“Stealing you from Chris.” He shrugs nonchalantly. I just laughed and shook my head slowly. 

“I don’t think so, baby boy.” I retort.

“Are you and Chris together?” He questions, raising an eyebrow. I nod my head yes taking my original seat. “Like you’re his girl?” I nod one again. Austin seems surprised by this newfound information. 

I ascended from my seat and headed for the refrigerator to pour myself something to drink. “Why you look so surprised?” 

“Cause Chris don’t date. That nigga is a one-night-fuck type.” He was coming off blunt but I knew that was probably the truth. Everyone seemed surprised to not only see me in a relationship, but Chris also.

 We’ve dabbled in the subject of our pasts but we’ve never had a full blown discussion about them. I never really felt the need to honestly. I feel like we’ll actually sit down and talk about it once we feel we really need to. But, now I’m beginning to wonder what all the shock is about. I’ll probably bring it up soon. Especially considering how shocked everyone looked to see Chris in a relationship. I mean, was that really that big of a deal?

“How long y’all been together?” Austin had that same country accent I hear from Chris at times, only his was stronger. He’s adorable though. 

“About a little over a month now.” 

“So I still don’t see why I wouldn’t have a chance.” He winks. Now I know Austin and Chris were blood. Were all the Browns some big flirts? This boy couldn’t be a day over 17 and he’s flirting with me.  

I shake my head, “How old are you?” He eats another spoonful of his cereal before answering. 

“I’m sixteen, seventeen in eleven months.” He smirked. This boy was so confident I couldn’t help but let out a laugh. Austin chuckled right along with me. 

No this boy did not just flirt with me and he turned sixteen less than a month ago. This boy is something else. 

“You in here harassing my girl?” Chris’ voice suddenly booms throughout the kitchen making Austin and I both jump.

“Damn nigga you can’t make yourself known before you enter a room. Damn near killed the both of us.” He grumbled. I laughed but I couldn’t agree more. Chris rudely pulled me up from my seat and sat down before pulling me onto his lap. He burried kissed the crook of my neck softly.

“Where everybody at? Mijo, Trey, where they at?” Austin asked. Chris and I both shrugged because that was a good question. I’m pretty sure they would’ve been over by now, especially knowing Austin was coming today. It’s actually surprising they’re not over annoying me right about now. 

“That’s the wrong thing to be worried about,” Chris said. “You know we gotta discuss what you’re gonna do while you here right?” Austin groans and grabs the pre-rolled blunt, and sparked it up. 

He took a hit and spread out his arms as if to say, ‘lay it on me’. “I know you about to give me this speech so go ahead.” 

“You gon’ have to get a job first off. Second, I don’t want you in no trouble, nigga. I ain’t got time to be bailing your ass outta jail again.” Chris grumbles naming off his list. Austin groans with a roll of his eyes.

“That was one time.”

“And if you not gon’ listen to me, you can take yo ass straight back to VA. The last this is focus on you and only you, not some girl. I'on want you to loose focus on why you really here because some bitch got your head all fucked up.” He says sternly. Austin nods and tells Chris he got it. Chris said that last ultimatum like it’s happened before and he was making sure it wouldn’t happen again.

“Is that it?” He asks. Chris nods and takes the blunt out of his hand, taking a pull himself. Chris gestures the blunt my way but I shake my head.

“Follow all that and you’ll be aight.”

I watched him take another long pull, blowing the smoke out in rings. Something about that just seemed so sexy to me when Chris did it.

“Bro got himself a good girl. You don’t smoke?” He chuckled. Chris laughed, louder than necessary might I add.

“She smoke like a damn chimney. Don’t act all good ‘cause my he here.” He playfully said. I rolled my eyes and took another bite out of my pizza. I actually did want to take a hit but I’m trying to cut back. “What you cooking baby?” 

“You can cook?” Austin asked, his eyes widening. Chris nodded his head and passed Austin back the blunt. “You need to keep her before I take her Chris. His last girl couldn’t cook for shit.” He directed his last statement my way. 

Austin and I both laughed but Chris chuckled quickly and took the blunt Austin was passing his way once again. “What y’all want to eat?” I asked, lacing Chris’s fingers through mine. 

“Shit burgers and fries is cool with me. That’s good A?” Chris announced, motioning towards Austin. He nodded his head also which I then followed suit. They wanted something simple and I was more than okay with that. 

Pulling away from Chris, I pecked his lips twice, “I’ll be right back. Since you have no food I’mma head to the store.” I mumbled. Chris ran his hands up my thighs until they landed on my ass which he then squeezed softly. 

“You gon’ hurry back?” He but down on his bottom lip only causing a smile to cross my lips. 

“I know y’all see me sitting here!” Austin yelled. I turned my head to see his face scrunched up as he looked between the two of us. Chris and I both laughed before I was standing back up. “And get off my soon-to-be girl.” 

Chris and I both shook our heads while he continued rubbing my ass. “I’m about to head to head to the store. I’ll be right back.” With one last kiss, slap to my ass, and a hurry back from Chris, I was heading upstairs to throw on something to wear so that I could go to the store. 

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3rd person. 

December 25, 2008

Chris dropped his bags down on the floor and breathed a heavy sigh. Christmas time rolled around quicker than he’d expected and he was ready to just spend time with his family and friends. His first semester was done, he’d passed all his finals, and now he was back in Virginia. He was looking forward to seeing his family and friends for the first time in months. 

But as soon as he stepped through the door he was bumrushed and met with hugs and greetings from his loved ones. Kiss after kiss placed on his cheeks, and hug after hug he accepted them all. Shit, family was all that he had and he was glad they were happy to see him. 

Pulling his phone out of his pocket, Chris plopped down on his bed and took his phone off airplane mode, groaning at the amount of notifications that poured in. 

Of course Chris was a big shot on campus. He didn’t play ball but he damn sure kept his head in the books which the girls seemed to appreciate. He was athletic but sports wasn’t exactly what he wanted to go to school for. He wanted his degree and women found that attractive. 

Staring at the picture a girl send him, he shook his head. “I need to stop fucking with these crazy ass broads.” He mumbled, ignoring thee rest of them, and stuffing his phone back into his back pocket.

He shrugged out of his coat before tossing it onto the bed. Chris knew  his aunties and his mom would be up here soon to make him come down and talk to the family so his next destination would have to be the kitchen downstairs. 

After making sure all his bags made it upstairs he walked out of the room and down the stairs. Already the men were crowded in the living room watching ‘A Christmas story’. Mama J made sure this movie was on EVERY Christmas since it played all day and if you turned from it you’d definitely hear an earful. 

“How the beautiful women in my family doing today?” Chris yelled once he entered the kitchen, causing all the chatter to stop and the woman to turn their heads towards him. He chuckled and went to kiss their cheeks. 

“How my favorite nephew doing?” Christine asked. Chris chuckled and told her he was doing fine heading over to see what they had cooking on the stove. 

“If I couldn’t touch the food he can’t either.” His cousin Jamal yelled. Chris sucked his teeth peering over at the stove. 

“Something smell good as hell though mama.” Just as he reached for the pot on the stove his mom yelled. 

“Chris don’t touch that food Christopher,” Mama J warned. 

He smacked his teeth. “Ma what we waiting on?” He groaned. “I had a long flight and I missed yo cooking..” 

“Just a few more people then we’ll eat. So get away from my food.” She said. “So, you ain’t brought no girls up here lately.” 

Chris groaned. He had a feeling his mom would bring women into the discussion. It was no secret Chris has a new ‘girl’ every other week, but he was just trying to be single for a while. Shit, he just got out of a relationship that ended badly and he wasn’t ready to jump right into another one. 

He’d keep the women that’d jump whenever he called for right now. 

“Ma, I’m cool for right now. I ain’t trying to get into all that.” I mean, he’s eighteen and just now going to college. What would he look like getting into a relationship right now? He was young and wanted to enjoy it for as long as possible. 

“Mhm, don’t be bringing no fast ass girls in here Unless  she  someone you know you’ll be with for a while, I don’t want you bringing her to meet me.  You hear me Maurice?” Mama J said sternly. Chris nodded his head and made sure to keep that in mind. 

The front door opening followed by yelling tore Chris’s attention away from his mom and towards the doorway as footsteps became closer and closer. Just as he was about to go see what all the commotion was about, his cousin Jared entered the room. 

“Chris?” He smiled. Chris stood up as Jared slapped his hand and pulled him into a hug. “How you been college boy?” 

Chris chuckled, “Shit not as good as you I see.” Chris motioned towards the watch on Jared wrist but he just chuckled. 

“You know my pops left me the magazine. Talk to me in a few years and you might have a job.” Chris and Jared both laughed as Jared walked away to hug the women. 

“Hey everyone,” The smile on Chris’s face dropped as he scoffed. Richard smiled dressed in his finest suit and tie, million dollar watch, and sunglasses as he entered the kitchen. 

“Ten below zero and this nigga dressed like he about to go to a meeting.” Chris mumbled catching an elbow from his Aunt Christine but she also laughed. 

Richard made sure to hug all the women before making his way on over to shake Chris’s hand. Richard wasn’t too fond of Chris and vice versa. They’re the two cousins in the family that have hated each other for as long as they can remember. 

“Wassup Chris,” He stuck his fist out which Chris hit before dropping his hand back at his side. 

“Why you dressed all sharp?” Mama J asked causing the room to laugh. It was exactly what they were thinking. Jared was dressed in jeans and a hoodie then his brother comes in dressed in full blown business attire. 

Richard laughed, “I couldn’t look nice for the holidays?” As soon as he finished someone was stepping behind him. Chris’s eyes immediately snapped over as his mouth dropped slightly. 

“You just left me in there,” she pouted. She looked up at the group staring at her with questioning eyes. Her pretty blue irises glanced back at Richard and he cleared his throat. 

“Oh, everybody this is my,” he paused for a second, “Friend.” He eventually spoke as if she was the most boring thing in the world. Her face fell slightly as she glanced at him, she recovered quickly but not before Chris caught it. 

Meeting his family wasn’t something Richard wanted her to do just yet but he allowed her to tag along anyway. They weren’t even official, just talking but she wanted to tag along. 

She waved shyly at the small crowd while Richard began whispering to his brother about something. 

“I’m mama J,” Joyce spoke up. Everyone was just staring at the girl as if she was a foreign object. 

While she introduced herself Chris kept his eyes fixated on the beauty before him. The way her eyes held a sense of nervousness but also confidence behind them. Her manicured fingers ran through her curly mane while her eyes gazed at each person. 

“And you are?” He was too caught up in her looks he didn’t notice she was standing before him. 

He cleared his throat, “Chris,” he extended a hand to her which she shook softly. “I never got your name.” 

She held onto his hand a little longer than necessary but smiled at him anyway. “Jazmine.” 

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