What Ya Girl Won't Do by Brandi Johnson Page A

tattoos that covered his chest, washboard abs, and muscular arms.
    â€œWhat’s the matter, is my body makin’ you hot?” he teased while making his pecs move up and down.
    Hell yeah! “Naw, nigga.” Kylee laughed before turning off the light and walking around to the other side of the bed and climbing in.
    Eli took two pillows and placed them beside him.
    â€œWhat you doin’ that for?” Kylee inquired as she climbed under the comforter.
    â€œâ€™Cause I don’t want you to make a mistake and roll over on top of me while I’m asleep,” he joked.
    Kylee shook her head and smiled. “You wish.”
    â€œGood night, ma,” Eli said as he turned over on his side.
    â€œGood night, Eli,” Kylee replied happily.
    It didn’t take long for Eli to drift off to sleep. Even though Kylee was dead tired, she couldn’t fall asleep. The excitement of finally having Eli in her bed and thoughts of him being married had her wide awake. After tossing and turning and fighting the temptation to rub her hand across Eli’s chest for the next half hour, Kylee finally got comfortable and drifted off to sleep, smiling.

Chapter Ten
    â€œSo you mean to tell me that you finally got this fine-ass nigga in ya bed and all y’all did was sleep?” I’reon asked as they sat around her dad’s pool, sipping on strawberry daiquiris.
    Kylee shook her head yes.
    â€œBitch, you trippin’!” Ja’Nay added. “We had to hear yo’ ass cry for nine days about this nigga not callin’ you. Then he finally comes over and you didn’t fuck the shit outta him, wow!”
    â€œI was not cryin’!” Kylee laughed.
    â€œWhat you call it then?” I’reon asked.
    â€œI wonder what I done to Eli to make him not call me,” Ja’Nay whined, imitating Kylee.
    â€œThat nigga had this bitch over here losin’ weight and shit,” I’reon joked as she reached over and grabbed a blunt and lighter off of a wicker patio end table and sparked it up.
    â€œWhere yo’ parents at?” Ja’Nay asked looking around.
    â€œBitch, I’m grown. I do what I wanna do around here, and always have,” I’reon replied, before taking a long pull from the blunt.
    â€œAnd that’s why ya pops shipped that ass off to a boarding school way over in Spain.” Kylee laughed.
    â€œRight.” Ja’Nay laughed too while waiting for I’reon to pass the blunt her way.
    â€œWhatever,” I’reon replied, playfully rolling her eyes as the smoke slowly escaped her lips. She passed the blunt over to Ja’Nay.
    â€œWell, it’s not like I didn’t wanna fuck,” Kylee said.
    â€œBitch, if you wanted to fuck you woulda,” Ja’Nay said after blowing the blunt smoke out and trying to hand it to Kylee.
    Kylee shook her head no. “I swear I wanted to, but for some strange reason, he got this idea that I’m a good girl,” Kylee said while making quotation marks in the air.
    â€œWhere the fuck he get that idea from?” I’reon joked.
    â€œFa real!” Ja’Nay agreed while passing the blunt back to I’reon.
    â€œHell, I don’t know.” Kylee shrugged her shoulders. “So I just went along wit’ it.”
    â€œBitch, please, what you shoulda been doin’ is showin’ that nigga how big of a freak you are,” I’reon said while playfully rolling her eyes.
    â€œI know.” Kylee sighed.
    â€œSo what else happened?” I’reon inquired, trying to pass the blunt back to Ja’Nay.
    â€œI’m cool,” Ja’Nay replied.
    I’reon shrugged her shoulders and continued smoking.
    â€œI told y’all everything,” Kylee said, not really wanting to talk about Eli anymore because the more she did, the more the idea of him being married had her feeling sick to her stomach.
    â€œYou holdin’ out on ya girls