Nariah POV
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I woke up, feeling something heavy on me. I opened my eyes and saw that it was a body.
I pushed whoever it was off of me. The body fell on the floor, and I stood up fast and squared up. I heard whoever it was groan. I looked and seen it was Cold. Oh s**t.
"What the f**k, Riah?" He asked groggily. He sounded sexy af.
"My bad, Cold. I ain't used to folks sleepin' on me." I said. "You good?" I asked as I sat back down on the couch
"Thanks for helpin' me up," He said sarcastically as he got up. I smiled.
"My pleasure, Cold," I said. He mugged me and sat back down on the couch.
"What time is it?" He asked me. I looked at my phone.
"12:27," I said then looking to see if I had any texts on my work phone. I remembered that I had to stop by DP's trap today.
My stomach growled
