When choosing normalcy over the opportunity to play tennis professionally, Simone Hicks graduates from Bringston University and relocates to Houston, Texas for a fresh start as the newest art teacher at Westview High School.
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"Sorry. Does this mean that fine ass Ms. Hicks won't be here?" If there was a class he made sure he caught up on, it was hers.
"Matthew, keeping playing if you want too. I will not hesitate to ground you. Do as I say not as I do."
Jordan gave him a tour of what he needed access too. He had a two bedroom and two bathroom but nobody really stayed over unless you counted Spencer and Liv every once in a blue moon now his girlfriend who never once slept in the other room. The penthouse was spacious and perfect for a single man.
"This is niceeeee. All this for me?" Matthew twirled admiring the bedroom and the bathroom.
"For now, yes. There is also a pool on the top floor and a gym that is 24 hours. The market is not that far."
"So you expect me to cover food?"
"I am not going to be the only one eating it so yes, whatever you can manage. Which reminds me, accept the invite so I can keep track of your location and always send your work schedule. Please."
"Might be kind of good at this daddy thing, B." Matt nodded patting his shoulder.
"Whatever, I am ordering pizza, what do you want on yours?"
Jordan's phone went off and pulled from his back pocket seeing Simone's photo pop up as a face time call.
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"Damn! So fine. Aw, it says baby. Are you going to answer baby's face time?" Matt leaned over.
"Do you mind?"
"I do!" He took the phone running out the room.
"Hey my love - Matt! Now why you got Coach's phone boy?. " Simone gave him a stern look cradling a wine glass.
"Did you enter my grades yet? Can you teach me how to cook chicken?"
"Since when did I get involved? Stop playing on my man's phone. Keyword being my." Simone stressed the last word.
"Not you trying to my man my man my man me. If he my pappy , that makes you my mama. Don't you want me to survive and not suffer on ramen noodles when I get to college?" He poked out his lip.
"Homework. Now!" Jordan snatched his phone back.
"No fun." Matt sighed heavily going back to what would now be his bedroom.
Jordan double checked to make sure he was actually starting and headed back to the kitchen. He found a takeout menu and started looking through it.
"How's it going Gorg - is that my shirt? I was looking for that shirt yesterday."
"Sharing is caring bruh, you left it in my hamper so I washed it and now it's mine. Now instead of your cologne , it smells of detergent."
"It says Baker on the back , love." He reminded propping his phone up on books.
