licked his lips and flicked my chin. âCan we get an introduction?â
Immediately my temperature rose. I swear if somebody had checked me right then Iâd have had a fever. I fanned my face and made sure that my D cups bounced as I slid my arms around his neck and said, âItâs okay, L-Boogie, I got the introductions and the condoms.â I paused. I donât believe I just said that . I fought back my blush. âIâm just playingââ
âYeah, right.â He smirked as he reached out and touched the tip of one of my curls and twirled it. âI betchu was just playinâ.â
Whew!
And to think that when I arrived here I was down in the dumps, but now I was clearly on the mountaintop. Yes, yes, Mt. Everest. Miz Thangâs swag was back.
Boom!
But before I could decide if I wanted to take him home or arrange a short stay, I needed to know his name. Nameless boys werenât my forte. That was for hoes. âYeah, L-Boogie, introductions, please.â
For the second time in a matter of minutes London hesitated and I had to take chargeâagain. âThe nameâs Rich,â I said. âRich. Like an overflowing of cash. Iâm sixteen, newly single, and two hours and fifteen minutes ago I had issues, but as of right now, Iâm stress-free. Now give me your stats, lil daddy.â
âHis name,â London said with a razor-sharp edge, âis Justice.â She slid in front of me and blocked him from my view. How rude.
âOh, this is Justice?â I said, bumping her out the way and now resuming my place in his face. âWhy didnât you tell me he was so delicious? I mean, such a nice and fine, chocolate, strapping young man.â I brazenly touched his right bicep and ran my index finger up the protruding vein. If I were fresh, and easy, by the end of the night I would change his name from Justice to Give-It-To-Me-Daddy. It took everything in me not to purr. I quickly grabbed my purse, scribbled my number down on a piece of paper, and as I went to hand it to my FBD, I let the paper slip and land right on top of my breastsâmy fleshy hilltop. Then I took my hand and pushed the piece of paper into my valley. âOMG. Would you look at that?â I pointed to the edge of the paper in my cleavage. âI only wanted to give you my number and it seems I lost it.â I pointed. âDown there.â
London looked at me as if I were some dirty hot trollop. âYou can calm down and tuck your horns back in. This is not the week for freaks or an STD lottery.â
Screech!
Oh, no she didâeent!
Can you say mad hater? And umm, wasnât she just crying over Anderson this afternoon? And umm, just a couple of months agoâthe same night we stormed into the club and broke bottles over my ex-boyfriend Coreyâs and Andersonâs headsâshe insisted that I get with her friend Justice. The same Justice standing here, and now she was throwing shade? Like what was good with that? Who does that? Or had she reneged on the invitation?
I looked at her and said, âLondon, whatâs up with you turning into Shady-Old-Lady-Grady. Iâm tryinâ to drop my boom-bop and youâre putting me on pause. Did something change, âcause last time I checked you were trying to hook me up with Justice? Remember? Or was I dreaming?â
Justice shot London a nasty look as he removed my phone number from my fleshy valley.
Londonâs eyes turned dead red as their gazes clashed. âNo, you werenât dreaming,â Justice said. âLondon told me a lot about you, sweetness.â
âYeah, I did,â London snapped. âBut that was right before she told me that she wasnât interested in meeting you. That she was hung up and strung out over Knox.â She squinted her eyes at me. âYeah, remember Knox, Rich? And remember those nine months you came over here mourning about him?â
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