Hello my friends! :)

I'd like to take the time to thank:

Edgar H. Sutter: oh yes, Cindy's on his mind all day. lol, glad you got the R. Kelly joke. that girl is crazy! she made Riley have to get harsh, but you could tell he felt bad about it. haha, this chapter is about Cindy and half of her day :) enjoy and thank you for the review!

LovinHueyFreeman: LMAO, I'm sorry guuuurrll! you know I was plaayyyiinn! ;) and haha, I'll give a nigga a translation if a nigga can borrow a french fry! ;) I know, everyone probably booed at the fact that Reezy had to go. but there's a reason in the end. it also led to some sexiness for this chapter ;) haha, I'm glad you like Red & Dean. they crazyyy. steady doggin' their boy. cuz Riley is sprunggg! ;) and Kelly's just crazy… and delusional. lolz! like for real. I don't' even wanna know what would've happened if Cindy had been there! aww, isn't she a good gf though? sending cute pictures to make his day better? adorable :) and you know what girl, I'm gettin' sick of you tryna bust me! I thought we was homies for life and you after my money! I got somethin' for you nigga! I ain't ever goin' down, NEVER! …. aiight. thanks for the review, homie! :)

Jazavelli: hahaha, I'm glad you liked the tattoo! :) she crazy for REAL! hahah! she loses at life. needs to sit her ass down. ;) thanks so much for the review! it made me giggle :)

Sodakandy: lmao, I actually got that line from The Pause episode of Boondocks. The character that was supposed to represent Tyler Perry was freakin' out and screamed that right before saying, "Let us pray." I rolled! Kelly is just a hoe, man. and aw, i'm sorry you had a bad experience. you were nowhere close to how Kelly was though. she was straight triflin'! lol, sorry to disappoint but nothing tragic/depressing is going to happen in this story! hahah! I definitely can't do those types of stories! :D thanks for the review!

Iloveyou1234567890123: OHHHHHHHHH! whatcha say? whatcha saaaaayyyyy? an update the very next DAY, man! mwahahahah! gotcha ;) but I digress. anyhoo, Riley definitely is a real man by not paying any attention to that tramp. like he'd ever :) I like that you love Jamilah! haha! thanks for the review! :)

tierrayaoi: aww, thank you! I'm glad you liked it! thanks for the review! :)

Mr. Alaska: yaaayy, I'm glad you thought so! I was kinda sad cuz I barely had the first half with just Riley & Cindy stuff. BUT… BUT my nigga… if you thought THAT was an overload… then you 'SHO ain't ready for this chapter ;) assuming you haven't just skipped right down and started reading immediately, I'll continue! haha, yes Riley has to go to work. Cockblocked again :) and he gets ragged on by his boys! they deaded him! lolz! and calm down, nigga. this is probably the last time we see Kelly. in the rare event that she's in the future, it'll only be so Cindy can cuss her out and curb-stomp her :D thanks for the review! UPDATE YOURS! :D

DeLorean Hedgehog: thank you, I'm glad you agree :) and oh yeah, there's gotta be just a little to keep it interesting :) and Riley may have been the hit&quit type in the past, but it's clear that he's definitely not with Cindy. :) hahah, Kelly's gone, don't even worry about her no more! glad you liked the chapter! thanks for the review!

DMICEPRINCE: yo, guess what? YOU THE 350TH REVIEWER! and what's even crazier is that only a few chapters back, the 24th chapter to be correct, I was congratulating you for bein' the 300th! That's crazy! do it one more time and then I know you plannin' it! ;) anyways, onto your review! Kelly IS a straight up hoe. no respect, man. Just triflin' and ghetto! Riley definitely loves Cindy too much to even give dat tramp a thought! hahaha, sprung is the closest word I could find that clearly represented the state of falling in love. I don't even really use the word, but it does seem to fit him, huh? :) Red and Dean are messed up for doggin' him about it though! haha! and definitely update soon! the ideas will come when you're least expecting them. that's ALWAYS how it is for me. actually, the ideas always come to ME when I'm super busy with shit and don't have the required time to work on it… but I force time anyway screwing myself up wit other stuff that matters. ooh, don't even get me started! hahahaha! anyyywayss, I'm glad you liked the chapter and check so frequently! that makes me so happy! thanks for the review! :)

genissis123: hahahahaha, I'm glad you love Red and have claimed him as your boyfriend! he's a clown! :) yaayy, for you finding a way to keep updated! that's awesome! thanks for reviewing! :D

jazzyhue20: ohhhh SHIT, you on a rampage! you ready to JUMP over this hoe! I'm gettin' you INTO this! I'm so proud! hahaha! for real though, that's awesome :) don't worry. I doubt the bitch will be back. like I said, the only way she EVER would is to receive dat ass-whoopin'. :) lmaaaooo, RIGHT? Riley must be a good-ass friend to Dean cuz there's no WAY I'd go in on my day off? AND I'm wit the boo? giiiirl please. and hahaha, the Shinin' episode did pop in my mind after I read over that mini-interrogation part! :) hahah, Red & Dean definitely didn't plan that. The hoe just has the worst possible timing. lolz! glad you enjoyed Jamilah's cutness! Riley steady hatin' on Trey. even thinkin about tellin' Huey. even the BABY knows her daddy is insane! ;) cockblocked yet again. Riley and Cindy definitely need to get it in…. Soon enough, dear ;) thanks soooo much for the review! it made me laugh! :)

bunnybabe247: hahaha, I'm glad you liked the chapter! and another reviewer just commented about the Shinin' episode too! that wasn't even intentional but I guess it did kinda come off that way! lmao! :) and please, Kelly is so out of here. ;) thanks for the review! :)

Paige1292: girl! i JUST caught you! i'm all ready to update and shit, makin' last minute once-overs while i'm in my editor and i notice that i have an email from FanFic tell me you went and updated! so i'm writing you in right now :D Kelly a dumb broad. like for real. straight up crazy. she obviously DO have a death wish, hittin' (and touchin') on Riley when she know he with Cindy? mm-mm. AND the hoe actin' like Riley already belongs to her! tryna get a tattoo representin' them? niggas still crazy. lolz! aww, i'm glad you find Jamilah cuuutee. she has a small dose of innocence cuteness in this chapter too :) and hah, Red's so dumb. glad you like him too! also happy that you lovin' the Riley/Cindy relationship. you see a lot more of it this chapter ;) ;)

So last chapter was a filler. Pre-warning: this chapter is also kind of a filler. Don't gimme that look! lolz! You'll enjoy this one though. Much better than the last. I was totally flowin' with this one. And there's plenty of Riley/Cindy sexy cuteness for everyone. DAT'S a promise ;) ;) ;)

And YO! I just made two updates in less than 24 hours! I'm on a roll! Y'all betta gimme some props. It's all for you ;)

Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Aaron McGruder's The Boondocks or any of his characters.


"Ewwww... Mrs. Dubois, your peach cobbler look like throw up."

"Boy!"

"It do, look! It look like throw up with peas in it. Mrs. Dubois, you been eatin' peas?"

"No, I-"

"Boy, come here! What's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong with me, what's wrong with her? She the one who brought vomit over here in aTupperware container."

"That is not vomit! It just look like vomit. Now apologize to Mrs. Dubois."

"Um, i-i-it's okay... really..."

"Fine! Mrs. Dubois, I'm sorry your peach cobbler look like vomit with peas."

"Dammit, boy!"

"Guys, please, you know we don't have to..."

"I don't care if you beat me Granddad, I won't eat it! That… is disgusting! It's completely uncalled for!"

"You'll eat it if I have to hold you down and shove it down your throat!"

"Really, I didn't mean for it to be..."

"I know what you're tryin' do! You tryin' kill me! I HATE you!"

"You are gonna eat that cobbler and you gonna act like you like it!"

"I don't wanna eat the cobbler! I DON'T WANNA EAT THE COBBLER!"

~Riley Freeman, Robert Jebediah Freeman (AKA Granddad),& Sarah Dubois; The Itis


Cindy's POV

To Caesar: You owe me five bucks, nigga. Pay up :)

Cindy grinned at her text to Caesar before she sent it. He probably had just been playing as usual, but it didn't matter. A bet was a bet. He bet and he lost. And Cindy don't play when it came to her money.

Cindy headed back up the stairs from the laundry room. She decided that she'd get a few loads done while Jamilah was taking her nap. She figured she'd help the boys out first and get her clothes done last. She had changed her outfit again so she could wash the beater that she'd pretty much claimed as her own. Cindy was now wearing a "borrowed" black beater of Riley's with red shorts underneath. Because the boy was so damn tall, it hung like a dress on her, stopping at her upper thigh just enough to make out the very bottoms of her shorts. It also kept drooping low and revealing her cleavage, emphasized more due to the strapless push-up bra she'd worn to the club. She had to keep reminding herself to tug it up. It didn't matter though. Cindy loved to wear his clothes. The amazing smell of him was so comforting. She couldn't get enough.

Once Cindy made it to the second floor, she walked down the hall and knocked on Granddad's door.

"Come in." She heard him say over faint music.

She pushed open the door slowly and saw Granddad standing at his mirror as he buttoned his favorite green sweater over a plain white shirt. Cindy tried not to chuckle at the music he always seemed to be listening to.

Sing a song….

"Hi, Granddad." She smiled, stepping into the room.

"Hello, Cutie-Pie," He seemed to appreciate the fact that she called him 'Granddad'. "What can I help you with?"

"Oh nothing. I'm just doin' some loads of laundry and came to get yours, if you don't mind." She said, pointing to the small wicker basket full of clothes.

"Oh, you don't have to do mine! I can get it myself."

Cindy gave him a playful look before she lifted the basket from the ground. "Granddad, I've got it. Really. I've done men's laundry before, it's no big deal. I insist. In fact, I'm not even asking anymore." She grinned, holding the basket away from him.

Granddad chuckled. "Hey, if you see anything questionable in there, it's Riley's. He likes to throw the stuff he doesn't want to talk about in here and act like it's mine. Thinkin' I've got Alzheimer's or somethin', shoot!"

"I'll remember that." Cindy giggled, about to leave the room.

"Thank you, Cutie-Pie." His kind voice stopped her, causing her to turn around. "You've been such a positive difference since you've been here. And even though it's unfortunate about the events that led you to be here, Riley and I are both glad that you're staying with us… especially Riley. That boy cares about you more than you'll ever know." He smirked slightly as he said this, causing Cindy to smile even though her face felt warm.

"Thank you. And I care about the both of you too. You already know that. I'm still just really thankful that you're allowing me to stay here."

"You'll always be welcome in this house for as long as you need, dear."

"Wow… thank you, Granddad." She said sincerely. This man truly was like a grandfather to her.

"Of course." He smiled at her before turning slightly to grab his hat. "Now if you're still planning to do that laundry, which you don't have to by any means, feel free to just drop the basket in my room. I'm gonna be out for a while. Got myself a lunch date."

"Ooooh! Okay Mr. Bitches, I see you!" Cindy grinned, causing Granddad to laugh.

"And you know this! The ladies can't stay away from a fine specimen such as myself."

"It must be the Freeman gene." Cindy nodded understandingly.

"Who do you think my boys got it from?" He gave her a wink before he headed out of the room in front of her.

Wait, what? The way he said that and the way he winked was almost like he knew something. Did he already know what was going on between her and Riley?

"See you in a few hours, Cutie-Pie!" He waved at her before he headed down the stairs.

"Bye!" She waved slightly back.

Nah… there's no way…. Right?

Cindy was distracted when her phone began to ring in her pocket.

When the pimp's in the crib, ma
Drop it like it's hot, drop it like it's hot, drop it like it's hot
When the pigs try to get at ya
Park it like it's hot, park it like it's hot, park it like it's hot
And if a nigga get a attitude
Pop it like it's hot, pop it like it's hot, pop it like it's-

"Hello?"

"Are you fuckin' kiddin' me?" She heard Caesar's voice say, sounding annoyed.

"Afternoon, sunshine." Cindy giggled into the phone.

"Are you serious, Cin? Y'all didn't get it in?" He replied bluntly.

"I love that you're so engaged with my sex life just because you lost your stupid bet."

"Girl, it ain't even about that. I can't believe you. All the shit I did? That was guaranteed birthday sex! What the hell happened when y'all got home?"

"All the shit you did?" Cindy repeated, ignoring his outburst. "Whatchu talkin' about?"

"Makin' Riley jealous as hell, flirtin' like I do, dancin' like I'm sexin' you, gettin' Hiro to play all them damn songs-"

"What? I thought you only requested the last one!"

"Girl please, I requested half the shit y'all were grindin' to. All that and y'all didn't bump? Explain!"

Cindy was cracking up, beginning to go downstairs with Granddad's basket. "Oh my gosh, you're insane. And aren't you supposed to be at work?"

"Heelll no. I called off. I'm tired as hell."

"From your night with Anthia?" Cindy grinned.

"You ain't gettin' no type of details til you give me some, chick. Get talkin'." Cindy rolled her eyes with a smile. Damn, she loved Caesar. He was a like a male, not-gay version of Jazmine. She could talk with him about anything.

"Fiiiiine." Cindy pretended like it was a bother to talk about, even though she sort of wanted to gush. But real niggas didn't do that shit. "We got back and he told me he had a surprise for me. He made me this beautiful portrait of me, Ceez. You have to see it."

"Take a pic and send it later. Now why didn't you jump him after he showed you that romantic shit, girl?" Caesar asked playfully.

"Well… I didn't jump him… but I kissed him."

"Aw shit, there you go. Was it gooood?"

"Muthafucka, stooop! Gay!" She was laughing as she made it to the laundry room. She sat the basket down and began to sort through as she waited for the current load to get done.

Caesar was laughing too over the phone. "I'm kiddin', yo. But what happened then?"

"Well, then I kinda got scared cuz I really didn't mean to kiss him-"

"Mm-hmm." He quickly dismissed.

"I'm serious! It was such an impulse and I couldn't even believe I really did it, y'know? So I tried to fall back, but he told me to kiss him again."

"Ooh shit, my nigga's gettin' bold. Thanks to me."

"Anyways. I was ready to, but he sorta kissed me first. God, it was amazing." Cindy smiled as she thought about it.

"Then what happened? Make out session?"

Cindy felt her face heat up. "Uhhh, y-yeah..."

"I don't need the dirty details, but why the hell didn't you go all the way?"

"He was goin' for a condom when-"

"Aahh, I just said I didn't need all that!"

"Shut the hell up, you wanted to hear this story! He was reachin' for one but he grabbed somethin' of Jamilah's by mistake. That's when we remembered that she was right next door sleepin'."

"DAMN! You serious, yo?"

"Yep."

"Can you say cockblock?"

"Aye, it's not the baby's fault." Cindy pointed out.

"Of course not, it's Huey's. You need to knock the hell out of him for not pickin' up his kid. Jazmine too."

"I plan to." Cindy chuckled.

"Then what'd y'all do?" He asked.

"Just… stayed up and talked…. We're together now." Cindy smiled as she said this.

"It's about damn time! Y'all so slow."

"Shut the hell up, nigga."

"Have you told your bestie about everything yet?"

"Not yet. I don't wanna call her at work. I'll just wait until they get Jamilah."

"Aww, I'm the first to know? I'm flattered."

"Yeah, yeah. I know you better give me the details to your night with yo girl." Cindy grinned. She started to take the clothes out of the washer that just got finished and put them in the dryer.

Caesar chuckled into the phone. "Whatchu wanna know, girl?"

"Um, maybe what the hell happened? Details, bitch."

"It ain't nothin' big like whatchu think. I just went over to her house and we chilled."

"… Dat's all you're gonna give me? Y'all chilled? How?"

"We just talked, man. We hang out and talk all the time. Get to know each other more, share interests and stuff. It's nice. She's easy to talk to." His voice sounded happy as he told her about it.

"Aww... If you don't mind me askin'… where were y'all?"

"Uh, her place, I told you that."

"Dat's not what I mean, nigga." Cindy smirked. "Where were you in her house? When y'all were talkin'?"

"… Um… her room…."

"On her bed, my nig?" His short moment of silence was enough. "Aww shit, bruh! I see you."

"Aiight, you goin' in. It ain't all like dat."

"Occasional make out session?"

"Well, y-yeah…."

"Was it gooood?" Cindy repeated his earlier line with a grin.

"Oh my God, I can't stand you." He sounded like he was trying not to laugh.

"You love me. But for real? Did you get it in?"

"Nah, I haven't done it with her yet. We're takin' it slow. It's kind of a nice change of pace actually. She's different. I ain't tryna rush anything. I want to take the time to get to know all about her before we go to the next level. She's special. Wifey material for sure."

"Awwwwww!" Cindy cooed into the phone. "I'm happy for you, Ceez. And you're right. Definitely take it slow with her if she's that special to you."

"Definitely…. Of course, I won't take it so slow where we're in limbo for thirteen years, now."

"Fuck you, nigga!" Cindy laughed.

"I mean, come on. That's ridiculous."

"I'm leaving you."

"Double or nothing for belated birthday sex tonight? Ten bucks says you get it in."

"This conversation is over!"

"Pussy."

"Good-bye."

"You just know that you'll lose tonight!"

"Nigga, you better have my five next time I see you!"

"Never! Thug life!" Caesar shouted before he hung up. Cindy looked at the phone and chuckled.

To Caesar: Nigga, you ain't no thug. But I AM. And I WILL hunt you down if I don't get my money, bitch

Less than five minutes later, she received:

From Caesar: Fine! Even though you punkin out on me cuz you KNOW y'all gonna do the nasty, I'll give you your damn money, hoe…. Love you anyway, brat

To Caesar: Shut up and pay up ;) But I love you too. Talk later :)

She grinned as she put her phone away and continued with the laundry.

What the hell am I gonna do with these boys? Riley, Caesar, and Granddad? She thought the last part with a grin, glancing at some very questionable underwear indeed.

The old nigga was STILL pimpin'. Damn.


Cindy was smiling from ear to ear and laughing as she and Jamilah continued to dance around the kitchen to the music on the radio. It was currently around 5:30 and they had decided to bake cookies from scratch for dessert. Cindy had already finished making dinner, an old recipe of Granddad's. All she had to do was reheat it, so they could be ready to eat as soon as Riley got home. Speaking of, Cindy noticed that he should be getting off any minute now. He'd probably get back sometime after six. That was fine for Cindy. She'd have time to tidy the kitchen and clean both her and Jamilah. They were a mess with cookie batter and sugar all over them. She'd have to hide the black (and now white) beater at the bottom of his hamper.

But right now, she didn't care. They'd just put the first two batches in and were waiting until they could put in the last two since they had extra batter left. While they waited, they danced.

Honey, honey
I can see the stars all the way from here
Can't you see the glow on the window pane
I can feel the sun whenever you're near
Every time you touch me I just melt away

Now everybody asks me why I'm smiling out from ear to ear, but I know
Nothing's perfect but it's worth it after fighting through my tears
And finally you put me first

Cindy couldn't help singing along at the chorus. This was her jam. And it meant so much more to her now.

"Baby, it's you
You're the one I love
You're the one I need
You're the only one I see
Come on baby, it's you

You're the one that gives your all
You're the one I can always call
When I need you make everything stop
Finally, you put my love on top,"

"Ooh! Come on, baby
You put my love on top, top, top, top, top," She grinned as she began to dance backwards, her eyes closed.

"You put my love on top
Ooh oooh! Come on, baby
You put my love on top, top, top, top, t-AAH!"

Cindy jumped hard at the feeling of two hands suddenly squeezing on the sides of her waist. She whipped around to see Riley's beaming face as he laughed.

"Reezy!" She swatted at him with a big smile and pink face.

"Unca Reezy!" Jamilah was laughing too as she ran over to be lifted into his arms.

"Hey, babygirl!" He gave her a big kiss on the cheek. "Thanks for not rattin' me out and lettin' me scare your aunt." He snickered. Jamilah giggled and nodded.

"Jerk." Cindy stuck her tongue out at him. Riley raised his eyebrow and his eyes skimmed down her body with interest. Cindy blushed more under his gaze. Riley grinned and "casually" placed a hand over Jamilah's eyes, causing the child to laugh and gently squirm. Riley held it there as he leaned in and gave Cindy a teasing kiss with slight tongue. Cindy fought the huge urge to moan.

He pulled back and gave her a smirk as he lifted his hands from Jamilah's eyes. "Aw sorry, babe. My hand slipped."

"Silly." She replied with a smile.

"You're sillier." Riley told her playfully as he set her down. "You wanna go watch TV while I help Aunt Cindy clean up? Obviously she made a mess." He glanced over at Cindy who smirked in response.

"Okay!" Jamilah said easily. She had a happy smile as she walked out of the room and down the hall.

Riley turned slowly to Cindy with a grin. She had walked to the other side of the counter and had began to stir the rest of the thick batter some more.

"I'll clean her up and give her a bath later. She's a mess." She chuckled.

"That's cool, but uh…." He paused to remove his sleeveless hoodie and toss it on the back of a chair. Cindy almost held her breath at the sight of him slowly removing his beater as well. It was extra hot in the room because the stove was on, but did he really have to tease her like that? Riley turned back around with a smirk.

"Who's gonna clean you up?" He asked, now stepping around to her.

"Hmm, I don't know. I'm even worse than Jamilah." Cindy said as she gestured to herself. She had powder, sugar, and spots of batter all over the front of the black beater, as well as her hands, arms, and face.

"Mmm-hmm." Riley replied distractedly. His eyes slowly roamed up and down her body again, seeming to pause at her chest more than once. Cindy blushed again. He made her feel so hot when he looked at her like that.

"You sexy when you covered in cookie dough, girl." He murmured, not taking his eyes from her body.

Cindy chuckled, taking opportunity in the fact that he was distracted. "Awww…." Then she quickly smeared a line of batter on his cheek. "You too." She smiled, batting her eyelashes.

Riley just grinned down at her. "I know you betta get this off me."

Cindy smirked at him as she put down her bowl. Then she took a step closer and held the sides of his face. She leaned close and used the tip of her tongue to lick up the small patch of batter in one drag. She pulled back and licked her lips as she looked up at him. Riley looked like he was fighting to keep control as he stared back at her, which Cindy grinned at. She casually started stirring again. Riley glanced down and raised an eyebrow like he had an idea.

"You gonna gimme a taste?" He asked with that deep voice.

Cindy used the clean spoon that was on the counter and was about to scoop some, but Riley shook his head, staring straight at her hand instead. Cindy smirked lightly as she dipped in the bowl and got a nice dollop on her index finger. She looked up at him as she held her hand up to his mouth. Riley wasted no time in leaning in and taking her finger into his mouth, slowly beginning to suck as he kept eye contact with her.

Oh… my… GOD. She thought, already biting her lip. She didn't know how he was making it feel as good as he was. It was his mouth, his tongue, everything. It just felt so… arousing. And all he was doing was sucking her finger!

He pulled away slowly after her finger was sucked clean and licked his lips at her. Then he took a step and closed the gap between them, leaning down to kiss her lips. Cindy ran her hands up his chest and around his neck as their tongues found each other, beginning to play. He tasted like heaven to her. She could kiss him all day if she could.

After a few long kisses, Riley pulled back slightly and brushed his lips back and forth against hers teasingly. "You taste good." He murmured, smirking against hers.

"Yeah?" Cindy murmured back, pecking his lips. "Like vanilla?"

Riley chuckled before giving her bottom lip a small lick. "Mm-hmm. Lil bit of chocolate in there too."

"C'mere, Hershey." Cindy smiled before pressing her lips completely to his again. Moments later, she felt his hands slide from her waist and move down her butt. She was slightly surprised when he effortlessly hiked her up and sat her down on the counter. Cindy momentarily thought about getting busted, but Riley's lips were distracting. Her thoughts faded more as his mouth moved from her lips and down to the base of her neck, beginning to suck some of the dough that had smudged there. Cindy stifled a moan as she wrapped her legs around his waist, bring him closer. It felt so good. She held his head to steady him, beginning to run her fingers through his rows like she knew he liked.

"Mmm." He moaned, confirming Cindy's assumption as usual. He sucked more before he moved up her neck slowly with kisses and light sucking, his tongue also beginning to lick her up teasingly. Cindy made a little noise as he reached her ear. He gave her lobe a tiny nibble before he started gently sucking on it. God, he knew how to please her.

"You so… damn… sexy." Riley whispered lowly into her ear. "I want you."

This boy bout to make me pass OUT.

Riley kissed back down her neck and along her collarbone. He moved along until his lips were at her upper chest. He lowered slightly and gave her light kiss right at the very start of her cleavage. Then he pulled back up slightly, not going any further.

"Kiss my chest," Cindy whispered, giving him permission as she ran her hand through his rows again.

Riley kissed her upper chest before lowering again, trailing slow and flutter-like kisses down the line of her cleavage. God, it felt hot. She couldn't even remember the last time she had her chest kissed. It felt amazing. Riley's lips were like magic to her as they continued to kiss her pleasingly. He stopped when he reached where the tank fell on her, then worked his way back up in the same way. Cindy could barely take it. She grabbed his face lightly and pulled him back to her lips. Riley grinned into it and slipped his tongue into her mouth, deepening the kiss. Cindy sighed happily into it as she ran a hand down his chest. She almost lost it when she felt him flex his pecs under her hand.

"Boy, you can't be doin' all that." Cindy pulled back and murmured against his lips, beginning to move her hand away. Riley chuckled against hers but held her hand and kept it there.

"Why? You seem to like that." He gave a teasing lick to her upper lip this time.

"We need… to stop…." She said between his kisses.

"You really want me to stop?" He challenged playfully, his voice low and husky. Right after, he gave her a deep kiss, clouding her head as she pulled back again.

"Granddad… and Mila… gonna walk in…." She barely managed to get out between his hypnotic kisses.

"They ain't." He murmured dismissively.

"But-"

"Booyyy, are you back yet?"

Shit!

"Lemme down, lemme down!" Cindy whisper-snapped, pushing him out of the way slightly when they heard Granddad's voice nearing the kitchen. She slid herself off the counter and tugged up the beater. Riley quickly leaned his elbow on the counter and put his head in his hand, trying to look natural. But he always looked so suspicious. Cindy rolled her eyes as she quickly grabbed the bowl, beginning to stir.

"Boy, when did you get back? I wanted to tell you to-" Granddad stopped talking when he entered the kitchen and saw the two of them. Riley gave Granddad a head nod with a fake grin while Cindy just smiled slightly.

"Whaddup?" Riley asked.

Cindy wanted to smack him. He could not hide anything to save his life.

Granddad blinked at him. Then he glanced back at Cindy before smirking. He rolled his eyes lightly as he went to the fridge and pulled out the orange juice.

"Uh, whatchu need, Granddad?" Riley asked.

Granddad shook his head as he grabbed a glass. "It wasn't important…. What are y'all doin'?"

"Nothin'." Riley quickly answered for them both.

Shut UP, boy!

"Hmm. Alright." After he poured the glass, he put it back in the fridge. He watched them with a smirk as he slowly made his way out. After he did, Riley grinned at Cindy.

"You're the worst liar ever." She told him, putting the bowl down.

"How'd I lie?" He smirked.

"You know what I mean." She chuckled, giving him a light smack in the chest with the back of her hand. "I think he knows something's up though."

"Please." Riley scoffed, pulling Cindy in by the waist. "That old nigga don't know jack." He was about to lean in for a kiss, when-

"Y'all must think I was born last night!" They jumped and whipped around at Granddad coming in the kitchen through the dining room entrance.

Riley groaned, releasing Cindy's waist and crossing his arms. "We know you weren't born last night, old man. OW!" Riley held his head at the heavy plastic bowl that Granddad had just whipped at his head. Cindy had moved out of the way to avoid being hit.

"Shut up! Actin' like I'm oblivious! I'm tired of y'all playin' around. Kiss right now!"

"GRANDDAD!" Riley's face seemed to turn red at his bluntness.

"Do it or I'mma beat yo ass, Riley!"

Cindy grabbed Riley's face and quickly gave him a big kiss right on the lips. She pulled away and let his face go, her cheeks already turning bright pink.

"You just saved his life, Cutie-Pie." He smirked as he looked at her, then slightly snickered. Then he began to slowly and casually head to the other door.

"Granddad, what the hell?"

"Nigga, hush! And don't let the goddamn cookies burn. I want some. Cheers!"

Riley and Cindy stared at the door that Granddad had left from. That crazy old man.

Cindy noticed Riley look at her before he let out a snicker. She turned all the way around to see him pulling in his lips to prevent laughter.

"What, nigga?" She asked, wiping at her face.

"You got a lil somethin' right here, bay." He managed to get out, brushing at his own neck with a few fingers. Cindy put her hand to her neck and felt before her eyes widened.

"You didn't…." Cindy grabbed the large tablespoon and used it as a mirror. She almost gasped when she saw the size of the large hickey near the base of her neck. How the hell was she supposed to hide that?

"Nigga, I'm gonna kill you!" She swatted hard at him but he jumped out of the way as he laughed.

"Sorry, baby." He said with a big grin.

"You're so full of it." She said, dropping the spoon and rubbing at her neck.

"You right." Riley shrugged, stepping closer. "I love markin' you up." He told her in his husky low voice, leaning to kiss it. Cindy tried not to grin, but failed after a while of his cute kisses. She pushed Riley back some when she heard footsteps in the hallway. She was happy she did when she saw Jamilah enter.

"Hey babygirl, what's up?" Riley smiled at her, leaning against the counter.

"I wanted my drink." She told him, grabbing her sippy-cup from the kitchen table.

"You okay with the TV?" Cindy asked her.

"Yes. I'm watching Fresh Prince again." She told her with a smile. Then her eyes seemed to focus more intently. Then fell to her neck.

Shit, shit, shit!

"You have a boo-boo, Aunt Cindy." The child said, pointing at her own neck as if to demonstrate.

Cindy turned red as Riley started cracking up again. He tried to stifle a groan as Cindy kicked him in the leg, hidden by the counter.

"Yeah, baby, I know. Thank you." She said, trying to cover her neck with her hand. Riley snickered beside her.

"Don't worry, Mila. Uncle Reezy's gonna kiss it and make it all better later." He grinned, giving Cindy a "friendly" hug in front of Jamilah.

"No he won't, Mila. He'll only make it worse." Cindy was trying not to giggle as Riley held her tight and gave her a big kiss on the cheek.

"Mommy gets them too sometimes." Jamilah said so easily as she nodded.

"WHAT?" Riley and Cindy asked at the same time, giant smiles on their faces as their jaws were dropped.

"Mhm. She says they're a bite from the love bug." She smiled.

Riley and Cindy stared at Jamilah, both pulling in their lips so they wouldn't crack up like they wanted to. Riley began to slightly snicker and had to turn around and bury his face in his arms. Cindy put her hand over her mouth and nodded, trying to hold it. Jamilah gave her a bright and innocent smile before she left the room. A few moments after she did, Riley and Cindy exploded with laughter. They were rollin'.

"Oh my God! Oh my God!" Cindy was leaning low, cracking up. "My stomach!"

"Just wait til I see them! WAIT!" Riley laughed loudly, literally on the floor laughing on his back.

They laughed for literally ten minutes, each time they'd die down, one of them would snicker and start it up again. They were sore when they finally stopped and had it together for the most part.

"I've never laughed so hard in my entire life." Riley grinned as he removed the done cookies from the stove for Cindy. He sat them first on the cooling racks on the table, then went to put in the unbaked batches that Cindy had finished arranging on the cookie sheet.

"I'm gonna be hoarse from laughing so hard." Cindy said from the table.

"You gon' be hoarse for other reasons too, girl." Riley smirked, coming back over after he set the timer.

"You're so damn dirty."

"You practically gave me that one, bay. It was too easy." Riley grinned before he leaned down to give her a quick kiss. Then he used his mitt, ready to attempt to pick up a cookie. Cindy smacked his wrist.

"No! You'll ruin dinner that I made!"

"White girl say what? You cooked?" Riley asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Mm-hmm. It's done, I just gotta heat it up real quick." She grinned, hopping up from the chair. But not before taking Riley's mitt off so he wouldn't be able to take a cookie.

"Please, a real nigga eats shit wit his hands." He scoffed.

"Get burned then." Cindy shrugged, her back to him as she reached into the fridge.

"… I'll wait." She rolled her eyes with a grin before she took her things out. Riley quickly came up behind her.

"… Dat almost looks like baked mac and cheese."

"Because it is." Cindy began to put it on a plate.

"You made baked macaroni?" Riley's voice was incredulous.

"Granddad gave me his recipe."

"And dat almost looks like his-"

"Roast beef? Yup." Cindy nodded, putting it on the same plate. She then put it in the microwave and set the time.

"And you really can cook, white girl?" Riley was still glancing back at the large containers of what she made.

"Mmmm-hm! Why? You doubtful?" Cindy raised an eyebrow.

"Aye, I've had bad experiences. Jazmine's mom, Sarah? Can't cook for shit. I'd rather starve. No, dat's too easy. I'd rather be forced to stomach the shit that Huey likes to eat." He pretended to shiver. Cindy giggled.

"So just assumed that all white women can't cook?"

"Pretty much." Riley nodded.

"Very logical."

"I ain't say it was logical. It makes sense to me. I ain't takin' the chance. Everybody knows that allll black people can cook. So I play it safe. You gotta once you been scarred like I was. I had a rough life, girl."

"I bet." Cindy chuckled, stopping the microwave when she saw steam beginning to rise from the plate. She took it out and stabbed a piece of meat with her fork. Then she glanced at him expectantly.

"Ready to face your fear?"

"It ain't a fear, yo. But I am kinda scared, I ain't gonna lie. Like, you know I love ya and everythin'. I don't want this to be a reason to lower my thoughts on you and cause us to break up and never be able to-" He was silenced as Cindy shoved the bite into his mouth. She pulled out the fork and raised an eyebrow as he chewed. He swallowed and closed his eyes.

"Ohhhh myyyyy God." Was all he said, opening his mouth again. Cindy grinned and mixed the macaroni slightly before making him a bite. She slid it into his mouth and watched his expression as he slowly chewed, his eyes still closed. She chuckled as after he swallowed, he took a step back as if he was gonna fall over. He opened his eyes and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close into him.

"You gon' be my first and last girlfriend, bay." He told her, kissing near her ear. Cindy blushed with a big smile.

"Oh really?" She asked innocently. Riley nibbled on her ear in response.

"I can guarantee that, wifey."


"No!"

"Yes!"

"NOT again!"

"YES, again!"

"I'd rather play checkers wit Satan!"

"Dat can be arranged, hubby!"

Hah. Not even a day of being together and they were already "fighting." She could deal with this kind though.

Cindy leaped on the other couch with the remote and climbed over, keeping her distance from Riley. He stared at her over the top from the other side.

"Cindy. We are not watching State Property again." He told her, leaning his hands over the back of the couch.

Yes, it was really over the remote. The two were arguing over something to watch, since yet again, nothing was on TV. They would probably be doing other things, but Huey and/or Jazmine hadn't shown up yet. It was now after seven o' clock too. Jamilah was currently playing with her toys up in her room. Which left time for Riley and Cindy to "play."

"Bet… money, nigga." Cindy got in his face with a smirk. Riley slightly grinned down at her, leaning in like he was going for a kiss. Right when he was about to, he tried to snatch the remote from her hand, but Cindy had caught on and pulled her hand out of reach.

"Oh nice try, nigga!" Cindy laughed before she turned and ran out of the room.

"Dammit girl, get back here!" Riley was right behind her. They stormed through the kitchen, the dining room, back into the living room, and repeated the loop again.

"If y'all break anything," they heard Granddad's warning from upstairs, as usual.

"Don't kick my ass, kick hers for once!" Riley called back, gaining on Cindy.

"No!" Cindy squealed as Riley grabbed her from behind and yanked her back. He purposefully then slid to his knees and firmly pulled her down to the living room floor.

"Give me that damn remote!" He was trying not laugh as he was straddled over her and grabbed it from out of her hand.

"Give it back!" Cindy pushed him on his side and attempted to roll on top of him.

"Oh, go for it, girl, go. You betta get 'cho self on top." He smirked, propping his arms behind his head with the remote.

"Hoe, if you don't shut yo dirty ass up!" Cindy laughed, bopping his head as she tried to pull the remote from his hand.

"Don't be hittin' me." He kept it out of reach as he pinched her.

"Ouch, bitch!" She smacked him lightly (so she thought) on the side of his face.

"No you did NOT just clap me!" He cried dramatically, grabbing his cheek.

"You are such a baby, I ain't hit you dat bad!"

"Yes you DID!" He told her as he smacked her ass hard.

"OW, dammit!"

"Yeah it hurts, don't it?"

"Enough!" Cindy grabbed his free arm and swiftly pushed it to the ground, leaning close to him. "Let's kiss and make up." She smiled sweetly before she placed her lips on his. She slid her tongue in his mouth and played, even earning a light moan from Riley after a few moments. She peeked an eye open and noticed the arm holding the remote starting to come from behind his head, looking like he was ready to wrap it around her. When it was close enough, Cindy snatched it and tried to bolt up.

"HA!"

"Ha, nothin'!" Riley caught her before she was all the way up and smacked the remote out of her hand. It slid across the floor, under the coffee table, and finally under the couch. Riley and Cindy turned to each other.

"See whatchu did?" Cindy complained, pushing him down so that she was back on top of him.

"What I did? This is all yo fault for not havin' a decent selection of movie choices!" Riley laughed.

"Whateva, boy. Way to go." She stuck her tongue out at him.

Riley grinned and rubbed his hand on her lower back. "Wanna kiss and make up?"

Cindy pretended to think. "Hmm… I'm not sure. Maybe later when I feel like it. I also won't agree without a hand-written apology, two dozen roses, at least twenty-"

"Shut… up." Riley smirked before leaning up to kiss her. Cindy giggled into it and kissed him back happily. She loved this. The ease they had with each other. The way she felt so at home with him. How she couldn't picture being this way with anyone else but him. He was perfect.

"You love me?" She murmured between his sweet pecks.

"Mm-hm." He responded before giving her another small one. "Love me?" Cindy grinned into the kiss, loving that her 'real nigga' was even asking. It was cute. She pulled back slightly and gave him a smirk.

"Eh." She replied in a very Huey-sounding manner.

"No you didn't!" He laughed, quickly flipping her over and starting to tickle her. She giggled loudly as she tried to block him.

"I'm sorrryyy!"

"This is what gets you into trouble, girl!" He told her, pinning her arms down with a smirk.

"You gon' stop? Gonna quit playin'?" He began to nip her lightly all over her neck, causing her to giggle more at his tiny love bites.

"Never!" She told him, leaning in his face slightly.

Riley looked down at her and shook his head. "I don't know what the hell I'mma do witchu, girl."

"You'll probably keep me." She shrugged with a grin.

"If yo ass is lucky." He smirked, glancing down at her.

"You have to, you love me." She leaned to give him a kiss. "Just like I love you." She kissed him again.

Riley pulled back and shrugged with a similar grin. "Eh."

"Shuddup and kiss me, boy."

Riley chuckled, leaning to grant her the request. Cindy put her hands on the sides of his cheeks and smiled into it as Riley pressed his lips to hers. His hands went down the sides of her body slowly as he deepened the kiss, causing Cindy to sigh in content. It was bliss. They could stay like that forever and it'd be perfect for her. She was addicted to him.

When the pimp's in the crib, ma
Drop it like it's hot, drop it like it's hot, drop it like it's hot

Cindy groaned into the kiss as she heard and felt her phone going off.

"Snoop Dogg? Really though?" Riley smirked, murmuring against her lips.

"Whateva, boy." Cindy pulled back slightly as she started to dig in her pocket. "Snoop Dogg's an original gangsta. And the nigga's still comin' out wit shit."

"Yeah and he's old as shit. You need to up your movie and your music game, bay."

"Fuck you." She grinned.

"The moment the kid's gone, baby." Riley smirked, leaning back to give her another kiss as he placed his hand on Cindy's, preventing her from pulling out her phone. Cindy chuckled and dropped it, forgetting about it as it continued to ring. She then wrapped her arms around his neck as Riley slid his tongue in her mouth, kissing her deliciously. Cindy wanted more. She just wanted him to carry up the stairs right then and there so that they could finally-

When the pimp's in the crib, ma
Drop it like it's hot, drop it like it's hot, drop it like it's hot

"Goddamn." Cindy muttered against his lips. Did someone really have to pick now to try and call her?

Riley murmured in complaint as she began to pull away, reaching into her pocket. He grumbled as he pulled up and got off her, allowing her to sit up. Cindy glanced at her phone to see that the number was unknown. This person really had the nerve to blow up her phone twice in a row?

"Yo, tell 'em you's about to fuck and you'll call 'em back after you done." Riley told her.

"Oh definitely." Cindy chuckled.

"Matter of fact, I'll tell 'em." He tried to make a grab for her phone as Cindy laughed, pulling it back out of his reach.

"Boy!" She grinned. She noticed that she'd accidentally hit talk. "Aye, hello?" Cindy spoke, holding the phone to her ear. She bit her lip as Riley tried a different tactic, beginning to kiss the nape of her neck lightly. "H-hello?" She repeated into the speaker when she didn't get a response. She scooted up away from Riley and mouthed a 'stop it.' Riley shrugged with a grin.

Cindy finally began to hear rustling over the phone before the light breathing of someone. "Hello? Is this Cindy?" The voice was male, but it sounded funny. She could barely hear and understand him.

"Yeah, who's this?" She held the phone closer to her ear.

"… Cindy." He repeated slowly. The fuck?

"Yeah, that's what I just said. Who is this?" She was starting to get irritated. She noticed Riley give her a look from beside her, questioningly.

"… I missed you. And I'm sorry." The guy's words slurred, clearly drunk.

That's when Cindy rewinded the words that just came out of his mouth. Her eyes widened and she froze as she finally recognized the voice. Then, she accidentally spoke out of slight shock, momentarily forgetting about the slightly crazy man that was beside her.

"Brad?"


Oh shit.

Hahaha, is that went through your minds when you read that last part? I thought so :)

This filler was muuucch easier and muuuuuch funner to write! Fillers usually come easy for me, but last one took forever. This one I was flyin' through. I started early in the morning about an hour I made my last update and literally couldn't stop! I had to get it out tonight :) Hope you enjoyed! I had some fun with the Riley/Cindy sexiness if you couldn't tell ;) But yeah, I just KILLED the mood at the end. SLAP!

Don't worry, I promise nothin's bad's gonna happen between Riley & Cindy. Please. Like I'd ever allow that to happen and they just got together. Shit just keeps poppin' on a Thursday though. Damn.

Riley and Cindy are cute, huh? And to anyone who might think that they bein' too lovey-dovey, just remember: they've liked/loved each other for years. They've just now had the balls to come clean with it. I would think that if you had to hide the fact that you were interested in your best friend for so long, finally come clean with it, and have them like you back, you'd be giddy about it. Know what I mean? Like, just feel FREE that you can finally show/tell 'em how much you love them. That's how I see it, anyways. So that's why they're so cutesy right now :) :) :) But I'm curious: do y'all think it's believable or have a different opinion? Tell me! :D

Disclaimers: I do not own the songs Drop It Like It's Hot by Snoop Dogg or Love On Top by Beyoncé (dat's my shit right there! B kills it). Also still don't own State Property or The Fresh Prince Of Bel-Air. Also the Huey "eh" comes from the It's A Black President, Huey Freeman episode. I can't really find anything else, but I'm just gonna make a blanket statement and say that I don't own any products, songs, sayings, music, media, or thing that is owned by anyone else. I gotta start sayin' this cuz CERTAIN niggas wanna try and sue a chick. *Cough cough* LovinHueyFreeman *Cough* ;) ;)

My readers and reviewers make me so happy. You don't even know. Over 350 reviews? That's really crazy. Like scary crazy. Y'all just lift me up :)

Hopefully they'll be a new update by the end of the week, cuz I LIED last chapter and said that THIS update would be then! So relax and be patient for me. Pretty please :)

Untill theennn… stay patient, my amazing readers! More sooon! :)

~Schweetie