defined. He was a true sight to behold. She then stole a quick glance at his crotch region.
Homeboy was packing.
“Let me stop. I cannot with these niggas,” Cameron mumbled. Thoughts of her and Silk’s crazy relationship came to mind.
“Hey. Why you standing over here looking like you lost in the sauce?”
“Just checking the place out, I guess.”
“Well, survey ya ass over that way,” Juicy said, pointing to the section she’d just left. “They’re tipping good — but watch that light-skinned chick with the blonde hair. She kept trying to suck my titties.”
Cameron looked over Juicy’s shoulder and saw the two dancers from the stage approaching. She noticed their show had ended.
“Don’t act like you don’t like them titties sucked on,” the one Cam was checking out said. He’d caught the tail end of the conversation.
Lawd, don’t tell me I was checking out Juicy’s man, Cameron thought.
Juicy giggled, and he finally pulled his mask off…
In shock and disbelief, Cameron watched as they kissed passionately right in front of her. She could not believe who Juicy’s boyfriend was…
16
Marcus did an immediate double take when he noticed Cameron standing next to Juicy. He was rolling, and for a second he thought his eyes were playing tricks on him. Marcus’ jaw tensed as he thought about whether or not he should say something. So this is Juicy’s new lil’ friend. He’d saw the little boy sitting on his floor in the living room, but he didn’t put two and two together. After all, Justin was just a baby when he went to prison.
Marcus wasn’t the only one whose voice was caught in his throat. Cameron was at a total loss for words as she stared at her ex-boyfriend. All of the memories from their past came rushing back. Suddenly, Cam didn’t feel so comfortable being there.
Juicy didn’t miss the awkward interaction between the two. Normally people would’ve greeted each other; but they just stood there staring strangely at one another. She had no idea that her home girl used to date her man.
“I’m — uh… I’m not feeling too well,” Cameron quickly said. “I think I’ma call it an early night. I’ll hit you up later.”
“What — Cam—”
She rushed off and headed to the dressing room to get the fuck out of there. Cameron knew then that she couldn’t return to the life she’d once led. If she continued with this lifestyle it’d only lead to more pain, misery, and faces she’d fought hard to forget.
Cameron pulled her every day clothes over her dancing wear, and left the building through the back. She didn’t even want to walk past Marcus again. As a matter of fact, she didn’t even want to look at him. At that moment, Cam realized why she’d moved in the first place. There wasn’t anything in Cleveland for her other than bad memories.
Cam couldn’t walk to her car fast enough. She’d almost reached her door when she heard the sound of footsteps behind her. Cameron quickly turned around and was shocked to find Marcus standing several feet from her. The motherfucker actually had time to dress.
“Damn. It’s like that?” he asked.
“What do you want from me, Marcus?” Cameron snapped. She could vividly remember the night he threw her out his truck for talking back. When they first got together, he was nothing short of perfection. But over time his true colors began to surface.
“A greeting at the very least. Damn. I mean, shit. We did spend a whole year and a half together—”
“And I take I take it Juicy don’t know about that year and a half — or about you being out here talking to me right now. What would she think—”
“Fuck what she think. We ain’t talkin’ ‘bout her right now,” Marcus said. “How’s lil’ man?”
“You don’t need to know how he’s doing—”
“Don’t be a bitch, Cam. I was his daddy before you ran off with that weak nigga. I deserve to know.”
“He’s fine, Marcus. He’s great,” Cameron said,
Homeboy was packing.
“Let me stop. I cannot with these niggas,” Cameron mumbled. Thoughts of her and Silk’s crazy relationship came to mind.
“Hey. Why you standing over here looking like you lost in the sauce?”
“Just checking the place out, I guess.”
“Well, survey ya ass over that way,” Juicy said, pointing to the section she’d just left. “They’re tipping good — but watch that light-skinned chick with the blonde hair. She kept trying to suck my titties.”
Cameron looked over Juicy’s shoulder and saw the two dancers from the stage approaching. She noticed their show had ended.
“Don’t act like you don’t like them titties sucked on,” the one Cam was checking out said. He’d caught the tail end of the conversation.
Lawd, don’t tell me I was checking out Juicy’s man, Cameron thought.
Juicy giggled, and he finally pulled his mask off…
In shock and disbelief, Cameron watched as they kissed passionately right in front of her. She could not believe who Juicy’s boyfriend was…
16
Marcus did an immediate double take when he noticed Cameron standing next to Juicy. He was rolling, and for a second he thought his eyes were playing tricks on him. Marcus’ jaw tensed as he thought about whether or not he should say something. So this is Juicy’s new lil’ friend. He’d saw the little boy sitting on his floor in the living room, but he didn’t put two and two together. After all, Justin was just a baby when he went to prison.
Marcus wasn’t the only one whose voice was caught in his throat. Cameron was at a total loss for words as she stared at her ex-boyfriend. All of the memories from their past came rushing back. Suddenly, Cam didn’t feel so comfortable being there.
Juicy didn’t miss the awkward interaction between the two. Normally people would’ve greeted each other; but they just stood there staring strangely at one another. She had no idea that her home girl used to date her man.
“I’m — uh… I’m not feeling too well,” Cameron quickly said. “I think I’ma call it an early night. I’ll hit you up later.”
“What — Cam—”
She rushed off and headed to the dressing room to get the fuck out of there. Cameron knew then that she couldn’t return to the life she’d once led. If she continued with this lifestyle it’d only lead to more pain, misery, and faces she’d fought hard to forget.
Cameron pulled her every day clothes over her dancing wear, and left the building through the back. She didn’t even want to walk past Marcus again. As a matter of fact, she didn’t even want to look at him. At that moment, Cam realized why she’d moved in the first place. There wasn’t anything in Cleveland for her other than bad memories.
Cam couldn’t walk to her car fast enough. She’d almost reached her door when she heard the sound of footsteps behind her. Cameron quickly turned around and was shocked to find Marcus standing several feet from her. The motherfucker actually had time to dress.
“Damn. It’s like that?” he asked.
“What do you want from me, Marcus?” Cameron snapped. She could vividly remember the night he threw her out his truck for talking back. When they first got together, he was nothing short of perfection. But over time his true colors began to surface.
“A greeting at the very least. Damn. I mean, shit. We did spend a whole year and a half together—”
“And I take I take it Juicy don’t know about that year and a half — or about you being out here talking to me right now. What would she think—”
“Fuck what she think. We ain’t talkin’ ‘bout her right now,” Marcus said. “How’s lil’ man?”
“You don’t need to know how he’s doing—”
“Don’t be a bitch, Cam. I was his daddy before you ran off with that weak nigga. I deserve to know.”
“He’s fine, Marcus. He’s great,” Cameron said,
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