Omani

📱 Whats the tea om Heiresss and Carter?

@jordynnisme

📱: shit idk... you know I don’t deal with heiress like that. I’m just cool with her brother. What happened, sis? You know I need the tea on you and carter.

📱 Jus makin sure I dont step on toes

Somebody tell this lady to gimme her grandbaby. She always hogging my baby. 😩😒🤣🤣🥰

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😍😍😍😍 my babehs

📱 Whats the tea om Heiresss and Carter?

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My momma raised me #KissItBetter

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#WCW A Queen that never lets her crown fall

#bbylawghh

📱: bitchhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We need a girls night out.

@bbyboilaw

📱 Bih you jus got out the hospital. we having a sleepover bc ya ass aint drinking’

📱: 😂😌 who, me? Sleepover it is then

📱im down

Carter wrapped his arms around her after the kiss died down, he held her for a bit just enjoying her being up against him. When she pulled away he looked over at her with a warm grin, shaking his head at what she said. “Nah, you good. It’s been a rough time for you. Sometimes comfort from someone familiar helps.” He told her, understanding why she kissed him. They had decided to be just friends awhile back because Omani still wanted to figure some things out. He respected that and brought it back down to friends.

Even though they were just friends now he was still always going to be there for her. He didn’t know how not to be. It wasn’t something he could turn off.

Omani laid her head on his shoulder, and relaxed with her arms around his body.

“What’s been going on with you? Please tell me something good.”

Carter still had one of his arms wrapped around her as they laid back on the couch. “Not much really, settling into the gym. Been doin’ some fitness modeling here and there.” He said with a shrug.

“What about you?”

“About to be showing off that bawdy”

Omani laughed as she laid right there in his arms. She loved how Carter was putting himself out there. It was a turn on a little, but she was going to keep that to herself.

“I’m thinking about becoming a vlogger, but I’m not sure yet. That’s a lot, and then with school, and theater I don’t know.”

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Family dinner with the entire family, JJ really on one tonight 😂😂😂 @theediamondlaw how that pasta taste

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📱: bitchhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We need a girls night out.

@bbyboilaw

📱 Bih you jus got out the hospital. we having a sleepover bc ya ass aint drinking’

Carter wrapped his arms around her after the kiss died down, he held her for a bit just enjoying her being up against him. When she pulled away he looked over at her with a warm grin, shaking his head at what she said. “Nah, you good. It’s been a rough time for you. Sometimes comfort from someone familiar helps.” He told her, understanding why she kissed him. They had decided to be just friends awhile back because Omani still wanted to figure some things out. He respected that and brought it back down to friends.

Even though they were just friends now he was still always going to be there for her. He didn’t know how not to be. It wasn’t something he could turn off.

Omani laid her head on his shoulder, and relaxed with her arms around his body.

“What’s been going on with you? Please tell me something good.”

Carter furrowed his brows at the thought of this dude putting his hands on her. “I’m sorry all that happened to you. Shits not right.” He said seriously. He watched as she slid down in her seat then removed her shoes. He chuckled when her bare foot landed in his lap. Cater started to massage Omani’s foot without hesitation. This was something he used to do for her back in the day and it was actually relaxing for him. He was definitely a natural protector and giver, wanting to make sure anyone he cared about was good.

“I’m glad you’re back tho.”

Confessional: He definitely gives me butterfly.

Omani’s body got warm at his touch. If there was anybody who could make her weak it was him. It was so crazy, because at times she forgot they weren’t an item anymore, they just had that bond.

Omani sat up, and rested her forehead on his.

“I missed you.”

The urge to kiss him was tugging at her will power, so she kissed him.

Confessional: I’ll always protect her no matter what. She’s one of my best friends.

Carter felt as she raised up and he rested his forehead back against hers, closing his eyes. He smiled when she said that she had missed him, it was a mutual feeling. Omani couldn’t sit still over break and he couldn’t really blame her. He had stayed back to help his brother open up his Miami based gym over the break and it was a blast. He got to run his own supplement store in the gym and meet some big names in the fitness industry.

When Omani kissed him it caught him off guard, his eyes opening up a little but it felt nice so he kissed her back. Carter had almost forgotten what it was like to be kissed by anyone. He wasn’t the type of guy that just went around kissing random girls, he was still a virgin for crying out loud. In the past, he and Omani had done a lot of making out and dry humping but he never wanted to push it further - he wasn’t ready.

Omani wanted to melt away. It brought back so many good memories that they had together. His lips were still as soft as she remembered them. Sex was never on her mind, because even though she was her, there were still things she couldn’t get until she was eighteen. So for now the kiss meant a lot, and then she pulled away.

“I’m sorry that was stupid.”

Carter furrowed his brows at the thought of this dude putting his hands on her. “I’m sorry all that happened to you. Shits not right.” He said seriously. He watched as she slid down in her seat then removed her shoes. He chuckled when her bare foot landed in his lap. Cater started to massage Omani’s foot without hesitation. This was something he used to do for her back in the day and it was actually relaxing for him. He was definitely a natural protector and giver, wanting to make sure anyone he cared about was good.

“I’m glad you’re back tho.”

Confessional: He definitely gives me butterfly.

Omani's body got warm at his touch. If there was anybody who could make her weak it was him. It was so crazy, because at times she forgot they weren't an item anymore, they just had that bond.

Omani sat up, and rested her forehead on his.

"I missed you."

The urge to kiss him was tugging at her will power, so she kissed him.

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Confessional: After my fab trip was cancelled I needed to talk to somebody that always made me safe.

📱My uber is pulling up.

Omani sent a text out, and when the uber pulled out she got out, and walked up to the front door. She knocked and waited for him to answer.

@carterexalted

Carter had seen the news online about Omani getting in a fight over the weekend. That was something he definitely didn't like to hear. He had a big heart and when he cared about someone he took that seriously. After texting her about it he felt a little more at ease but wouldn't feel hundred perecent until he laid his eyes on her. When he heard the knock at the door, he went to open it up. Carter gently placed his hand on her chin and turned her face to the side so he could look at the damage.

"I don't like seeing bruises on you." He told her seriously before taking her by the hand and pulling her inside. He shut the door behind them then pulled her into a hug.

Omani hugged him back and finally knew she sould relax. She nearly melted in his arms as her head laid on his shoulder.

"Thank you."

Carter stroked her hair as he continued to hold her with his other arm. "You know I gotchu." He kissed the side of Omani's face that wasn't bruised. He had developed a protective demeanor over her early on, it wasn't something he could explain - it just was.

Confessional: When I originally met Carter I was impressed by how quick he got attached to me. At first I was apprehensive, because I've never had that. We tried a relationship, he was my first, but that was during the time I was finding out who Omani was, but even now he's never not been there.

"This reality tv shit is crazy. Me and Moncler have never had problems."

She parted from the hug and sat down on the couch.

"I really don't get it."

Carter raised an annoyed brow at the mention on Moncler. He was the one that put the bruise on her so he was the one he was pissed at. "What exactly happened?" He asked, going to sit down next to her. He didn't know how not to care about her, it wasn't in the cards. She was a close friend of his and he would protect her no matter what. They hadn't seen each other a lot over the summer but this definitely wasn't the way he wanted to be reunited with her. He wished it was on better terms but things were the way they were right now.

"You need anything?"

“Some things were said about my sister online, and when people started tweeting so did I. Of course I knew we were both in ATL, but I didn’t think that he’d take it that far, ya know?”

Omani almost sunk in the chair. She was emotionally, and physically tired. She kicked off her shoes, and lifted her right leg onto his lap. She needed to be pampered.

“I need one of those professional foot massages.”

She giggled as she looked at him.

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Confessional: After my fab trip was cancelled I needed to talk to somebody that always made me safe.

📱My uber is pulling up.

Omani sent a text out, and when the uber pulled out she got out, and walked up to the front door. She knocked and waited for him to answer.

@carterexalted

Carter had seen the news online about Omani getting in a fight over the weekend. That was something he definitely didn't like to hear. He had a big heart and when he cared about someone he took that seriously. After texting her about it he felt a little more at ease but wouldn't feel hundred perecent until he laid his eyes on her. When he heard the knock at the door, he went to open it up. Carter gently placed his hand on her chin and turned her face to the side so he could look at the damage.

"I don't like seeing bruises on you." He told her seriously before taking her by the hand and pulling her inside. He shut the door behind them then pulled her into a hug.

Omani hugged him back and finally knew she sould relax. She nearly melted in his arms as her head laid on his shoulder.

"Thank you."

Carter stroked her hair as he continued to hold her with his other arm. "You know I gotchu." He kissed the side of Omani's face that wasn't bruised. He had developed a protective demeanor over her early on, it wasn't something he could explain - it just was.

Confessional: When I originally met Carter I was impressed by how quick he got attached to me. At first I was apprehensive, because I've never had that. We tried a relationship, he was my first, but that was during the time I was finding out who Omani was, but even now he's never not been there.

"This reality tv shit is crazy. Me and Moncler have never had problems."

She parted from the hug and sat down on the couch.

"I really don't get it."

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📱: you aiight beautiful?

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📱 Its been a long day

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📱: i heard. you good tho?

📱I'll survive

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Confessional: After my fab trip was cancelled I needed to talk to somebody that always made me safe.

📱My uber is pulling up.

Omani sent a text out, and when the uber pulled out she got out, and walked up to the front door. She knocked and waited for him to answer.

@carterexalted

Carter had seen the news online about Omani getting in a fight over the weekend. That was something he definitely didn't like to hear. He had a big heart and when he cared about someone he took that seriously. After texting her about it he felt a little more at ease but wouldn't feel hundred perecent until he laid his eyes on her. When he heard the knock at the door, he went to open it up. Carter gently placed his hand on her chin and turned her face to the side so he could look at the damage.

"I don't like seeing bruises on you." He told her seriously before taking her by the hand and pulling her inside. He shut the door behind them then pulled her into a hug.