Valentine POV
"One more hour Vee" I whispered to myself.
Why was I at work on this boring Saturday?
But that alright, it's my last day & hour of the week.
Right after this, straight to happy hour.!
I was sitting down at my section when a tall skinny brown skin guy with dreads entered the bank.
Then, 3 other men follow behind him.
Chile, if they coming to rob this mf.. please do. So I can go home.
The guy walks up to my pod and I stand up.
"Welcome to Chase Bank. How May I help you this evening?"
"Wassup ma"
"Hello , good evening."
"Heyyyy Mr. Bennett" one of my co workers yelled.
She's soo thirsty and old.
"Wassup gang"
He walks up to my pod and whispers
"I need to take out a deposit please"
Chile, he smell good as hell. He need to step his fine ass back fa I lose my job.
"Not a problem Mr. Bennett, insert your card right here" I say tapping at the machine.
He grabbed my finger and smirked.
"Your nails pretty "
"Thank you Mr. Bennett. You can take it out now"
He removes his black card and smiled at me.
This Nigga fine asf .
"How much would you like to withdraw?"
"A thousands. Put my shit in 10s & 100s fa me . Appreciate you"
I smirked causing him to smile.
His tiny white teeth and perfect pink gums were now on display.
"You pretty as fuck ma. U fw anybody?"
"Naw boo I'm single & thank you"
"No problem. Aye put cho number on the back of that "
I did as he asked but I did not put my number on the sheet.
He smacked his lips when I handed him his money.
"What?"
"Didn't I tell you to put your number on my shit ma?"
Nigga lower yo tone , tf!
"I'm grown baby. I ain't gotta do what you say"
He quietly laughs.
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah"
"Shit, what time you get off?"
"In a hour"
"Ight"
He leaves and a hour sped by.
I head to the break room grabbing my LV purse & I walk out.
I headed to our employee parking where I noticed it was a hell cat next to my Audi.
The hell cat driver lets down his window , causing me to clutch my purse.
