Chapter 10: Absolutely, Maybe Pt. 2

Soo... Here We Are.... This Chapter... Yep yep, know y'all been wating Yeah And You Guys Will Be Disappointed.. Part 2... :/ *side eyes Green and the rest of y'all Drake shaders* Shit, Nic's fair game.. no offense. -______- I'm just saying.. when you're the baddest.. Anyhoo, proper Shout out to @SoftLykeButta;-) Get over it and Enjoy!
                                                                                                                Cooncerely,
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After Drake had put Nicki’s bags in the trunk he decided to park the car at the other end of the strip, so it would be closer when it was time to leave. He smiled to himself as he thought of how well things were going. Nicki had seemed a bit aggravated when he arrived at her place a little before noon. But now she was back to normal, joking, teasing, and making easy conversation. Drake cherished these alone times, but since the day he met her, they had always been hard to come by. He saw Nicki standing outside a little ways down from where he left her. He crossed the street without looking. Even though you could park on it, there was rarely any through traffic. Just as he was about to sneak up on Nicki, Emonie came out the store with a strawberry Snapple.

          “Hey Drake.” Emonie said, causing Nicki to turn around. Drake sighed.

          “What’s up ‘Monie?” Drake said giving her a hug.

          “Everything! I mean, look who I met today!” She exclaimed, handing Nicki her drink and change.

          “I know huh? That’s how I felt when I first met her.” Drake said as his eyes matched her excitement.

          “Boy, please.” Nicki said, trying not to smile.

          “Oh, so you’re the boy who was keeping Nicki waiting.” Emonie concluded. “Shame on you.” Drake frowned and Nicki laughed.

          “Yep, he might earn himself a punishment before the day’s over.” Nicki teased. Drake’s face did a total 360°.

          “You promise?” He asked, wiggling his bushy eyebrows. Nicki was about to respond when another yell erupted out of the store. ‘Emonie Nkiruka Solarin, come put these things back in your knapsack before someone harms themselves!’

          “I gotta go.” Emonie said as she grabbed the broom she was sweeping with earlier. “Nice meeting you Nicki, don’t be a stranger.”

          “I won’t.” Nicki replied. This made Drake too happy. She won’t? Hopefully that means she’ll join me again. He thought to himself. “I know you hear me callin you” Her mom yelled once again.

          “Yes ma’am, here I come!” Emonie yelled back. “Later, Drake.” Emonie said, heading into the store.

          “Take care.” which will drop on October 24 and though you’ll already have it because it’ll probably get leaked you should still get it legally, but back to the story. Drake replied.

          “So, where’d you say we were going next?” Nicki asked. Drake looked at his watch and sighed.

          “Well, I wanted to go to the record store, but that’ll make us late, so let’s just save that for another time.” He responded.

          “Okay.” Nicki said monotonously before taking a swig of her Snapple. Yes! That just confirmed it. Drake thought. Now he could focus on the present and enjoy every second spent with her, instead of worrying if they had rushed through things for the sake of time. After Nicki had enough she screwed the cap back on tightly, placed it into her oversized purse and grabbed on to Drakes arm. “Ready.”

          “Alrighty then.” Drake said as he led her to the end of the strip. Man, that shit was wack, get it together. He told himself.

          “You are sooo corny.” Nicki laughed. That almost hurt his pride until she added, “But in a good way.”

They arrived at the end of the block, stopping in front of what looked like a small, old timey, Movie Theater. There weren’t any advertisement of what was playing, just a cork board full of flyers, promoting events, sales, places for rent, and employment. Drake opened the door and motioned for Nicki to enter. The lobby was empty, even behind the counter. Drake opened yet another door which led them to a huge, dark room full of small round tables covered with black tablecloths. There was a good sized crowed even though only about half of the tables were occupied. Everyone was settled, listening to the D.J. as he told a few jokes. Good. Drake thought as he picked a table half way to the small stage and pulled a chair out for Nicki before sitting down himself.

          “But no seriously, shout out to Jimmy for always rolling in late, even though he can park in the handicap spots.” The D.J. teased. Laughter broke out around the room. Drake began to clap really loud.

          “Wow, good one man. You been saving that one up for how many seasons? But, Naw what really makes me late is ya mom.” Folks began to ‘oooh’. “See, after I get done splitting her up, she claims her legs are paralyzed too. So I have to ride on the bus yo pop drives and that nigga always be late.” Drake shot back at the D.J. The crowd erupted into laughter. The D.J.’s face looked saltier than the Dead Sea.

          “Oh okay, Brooks done grew some balls cause he finally found him a lady friend.” The D.J. responded.

          “Yep, maybe if yo mom had a little class I’d bring her out in public.” Drake replied nonchalantly. Nicki couldn’t hold it in any longer.

          “Please-Drake-No more!” She said, in between laughs. Drake’s face lit up. That’s the smile he loved to cause, on the face he loved to see. He scooted his chair closer to hers.

          “For you Nic, absolutely anything.” He whispered in her ear.

          “Alright, Alright!” The D.J. said trying to calm everyone down. It took a minute, but once they did, he finished. “We got a couple local acts tonight. Talented to say the least. Then we’ll start Open Mic and finish with a lil improv.”

          “You betta not volunteer me for anything.” Nicki told Drake, shooting him a glance. Drake raised his hands in innocence.

          “Umm hmm.” She mumbled as he laughed. Nicki shook her head then adjusted in her seat. The D.J. had just finished introducing the first act. After they finished the next act came on right after a short introduction. They both were good, but Drake didn’t pay much attention to either because he was too busy staring at Nicki. She seemed to be having a good time. Flashing him smiles every once in awhile. He leaned over and asked if she wanted refreshment. At first she refused, reminding him that she hadn’t finished her Snapple, but he insisted. He left the table and returned with two wine glasses.

          “Drake.” She said as he placed a glass in front of her.

          “Yes?” Drake replied. Nicki shook her head.

          “You couldn’t get me some juice or a pop?” She asked.

          “I forgot to ask you what you wanted so I got you the same as me.” He explained with a smirk.

          “Why wine though?” She asked, taking a sip.

          “Why not?” He answered, licking his lips.

          “You think you slick, if you put somethi..” She began.

          “Of course not.” He said as though he was insulted. Nicki felt bad but was serious. She took another sip.

          “Good.” She said. This let him know she believed him. I don’t blame her. Some dudes will do anything. He thought.

          “Only if you’d asked me to.” He added, almost making her spit it out. He laughed. “Joking!” he explained.

          “No, I can’t with you right now.” She said, trying to be serious.

          “No rush, there’s always later.” He winked. The rest of the night went well. They called Drake up, but he refused, promising them next time. Nicki enjoyed the spoken word, comedy and skits that the locals performed. She was tempted to share her acting chomps with the fellow thespians, but promised to return with Drake if he would join her on stage.

The ride back to Nicki’s was relaxing. Drake took a route that was more scenic than the highway, which added about 15 mins of travel time. His playlist was to Nicki’s liking. They talked music, bringing back memories from the America’s Most Wanted and I Am Music tours. Faith Evans’ ‘I Love You’ played in the background as they drove through the entrance gate to her condo. As he parked in front of the main doors, he told her how he wanted 40 to sample it for a song. She loved the idea but knew it probably wouldn’t make it onto his new album. He grabbed her bags out of the trunk before letting her out and following her into the building. Drake offered to walk her up, but she insisted the lobby was far enough as she grabbed her bags. He didn’t really mind, seeing as though he had an early flight in the morning. She thanked him for a wonderful time, they hugged, and went their separate ways.