You were Miles’s braider, and you were also friends. So why did things end up like this? I don’t know. There was always this tension between you two, so this nigga forgot about his girlfriend and sat you on his lap, kissing you like crazy, just like you were kissing him. How could you resist? Miles was the hottest of ur friends… You knew his girlfriend; she was part of your group of friends, but she was a slut and their relationship was toxic.; you just knew they were going through a rough patch or something like that, according to what Miles told you. You had your hands on his neck, touching him, and Miles’s were on your ass while your tongues intertwined when his phone rang: his girlfriend Un momentito, mami Miles said Behave yourself, don’t make a sound