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  “I enjoyed myself too.”

  “So was this our first date?” I asked.

  “Nah, I just wanted to be in your presence, we can go on an official date tomorrow.”

  “That’s fine with me.” My words were muffled by his lips as he kissed me passionately. I pushed him away before I got myself in trouble. “No Adonis, we can’t do this right now.”

  “Can I spend the night?” he asked with a smirk on his face.

  “No, you can’t,” I responded while laughing. He picked me up and opened the door. “Adonis, what the hell, put me down!” I screamed.

  We made it to my living room where he laid me on the couch. I didn’t know what this man was about to do to me; I was vulnerable, he had me and knew it. While looking down at me he bent down and kissed me. “You play too much,” I said, punching him lightly while sitting up.

  “Nah ma, you’re the one playing. You can't grind like that on a nigga like me, shit will get you fucked up. You got me all fucked up in the head right now. My mind is telling me no but my dick is speaking another language. Don’t do shit like that unless you’re really ready for some real adult type shit.”

  “I tried to stop but you made me keep going, you’re the one that pulled me on top of you.” It was funny to me how he tried to play the damn victim when he started it all. Shaking my head, I took my hair down and let it fall then walked over and kissed him.

  “See, there you go starting shit. Let me get my ass out this damn house for your sake.”

  I walked him to the door and opened it.

  “I’ll call you tomorrow about our little date.”

  “And I’ll be waiting,” I said as I stood on my tippy toes to kiss him. He kissed me one last time before he started walking to his car. As soon as I saw him pull off, I closed the door and exhaled. God, what am I getting myself into? I walked upstairs to my room and collapsed on the bed.

  While I scrolled through the messages on my phone, I realized that Persia still hadn’t called me back. What the hell was really going on? We hadn’t talked all day and that never happened. We only had each other; we didn’t have brothers or men to protect us. We lived in Chicago, one of the largest cities in the United States; Chicago wasn’t a walk in the damn park. With the crime and murder rates sky high, especially in the summer, we had to make sure the other was okay. I dialed her number again, if she didn’t pick up, my ass was driving to her house. I didn’t give a fuck if was late as hell, I had to make sure she was okay. I continued to listen to the phone ring while becoming impatient.

  “Hello,” she sang into the phone.

  This bitch hadn’t called me all day, yet she had the nerve to be happy. She needed to come up with an explanation quick. She had me thinking something happened to her ass.

  “Persia, why haven’t you been answering your phone? I’ve been worried sick about you. What the hell is really up?” I yelled.

  She laughed into the phone. From the way her background sounded, it seemed as if she was at a party.

  “Hello, Persia!” I yelled again becoming agitated.

  “Damn Briana, I didn’t know you were my mother. I’ve been with Ramses all day today. Chill, I’m in good hands,” she said while giggling into the phone.

  “Yo ass sound like that clown ass nigga from that Allstate commercial,” a deep voice boomed in the background.

  “Who the hell was that Persia?”

  “Girl that was Turk’s crazy ass, we’re all in Ramses basement playing pool and drinking. Well, they are, not me. Your boo just came over here too, he is fine.”

  It seemed like they were all having fun while my lame ass stayed in the house not doing shit. “Bitch FaceTime me, I want to see,” I squealed. This behavior of mine was not sitting well with me. When Adonis popped up in my head, I felt butterflies; I was really feeling him.

  Persia hung up the phone without warning and called me back. “There, you can see everything,” she said while slowly moving the phone in a 360-degree angle enabling me to get a full view of the room. She stopped on Adonis and my legs clenched together as he bent over the table with his right hand leaned back on the bottom half of the pool stick and his left hand in the middle; he was concentrating and focused. His thick tongue swiped over his bottom lip. All of a sudden, he looked at the camera and winked.

  “Aye baby, this is for you,” he said while shooting what appeared to be a white ball into a dozen other multicolored balls. Three balls went into the holes and Turk jumped up yelling all types of foul shit.

  “Man this nigga fucking cheating, aye fam check that nigga stick to see if he got some shit in that bitch, I don’t trust this nigga man; he’s cheating like a mothafucka.”

  “Nigga shut the fuck up. He beat me too, you don’t see me over here bitching about shit,” Ramses yelled.

  “Aye Persia, come here and blow on my stick real quick.”

  Turk burst out laughing. “Nigga do you realize how perverted that shit sound? Persia you’re blowing sticks now?” Turk teased while shaking his head.

  “Shut the fuck up nigga, only stick she blowing on is mine,” Ramses voice boomed while grabbing' his crotch area. He had to be drunk, I almost felt sorry for Persia. She was so soft spoken but now she was in a room with a bunch of blunt, conceited ass holes.

  “Aye Persia, give me your phone,” Adonis demanded.

  “Girl your boo wants you, I’m going over to my man. If I don’t get to say goodnight then goodnight bitch and I love you,” she blew a kiss into the phone and handed it over to Adonis.

  “Hey Ms. Pretty,” he smiled into the phone showing all thirty-two perfect, white teeth. His brown eyes studied me as if he was trying to study my background.

  “Who bought you those flowers?” he asked seriously.

  I could see his jaw clench. Was he mad? And what flowers was he talking about? I looked around the room and saw a bouquet of roses sitting on my dresser.

  “Adonis, omg they're beautiful; you shouldn’t have!” I screamed while running over to the dresser to smell them. The bouquet was huge. He must have told his cousin to put them in here, I thought. I looked back at the phone screen beaming with excitement. Simple things like that did stuff to me; I appreciated it more.

  “I didn’t get you those flowers ma.” From the look on is his face he seemed serious as a heart attack.

  “Stop playing baby, I love them,” I said while smelling them.

  He said nothing. I saw Nino in the back sitting in a corner staring at Adonis. He had this look on his face that I couldn’t explain. Being around him earlier was just weird; I had gotten an uncomfortable vibe from him that didn’t sit well with me.

  “What you got on?” Adonis asked changing the subject.

  “I still have on the same thing, I immediately called Persia as soon as you left. I was worried about her.”

  “Why?” he asked surprised by my statement.

  “Why not? She barely knows him.”

  “You barely know me and you let me spend the night over your house. I could have killed yo lil ass,” he said while laughing.

  “I didn’t get a bad vibe from you so I trusted you.”

  “What the fuck, is she practicing witchcraft or some shit? She a fucking hippy or something? Nah nigga, stay away from those types,” Turk boomed from somewhere in the background.

  “Yo lil nigga, you’re crazy ass fuck,” Adonis said.

  “But aye, are you though?” he asked seriously. “I don’t want to make you mad one day then the next my dick done fell off, I ain’t with that shit ma. What’s with this vibe shit?”

  Were they serious? I exhaled while rolling my eyes. “You know how you get that feeling about a person, place or thing? Like something doesn’t feel right. That’s what I meant by vibes, but Turk is taking it all out of context.”

  “I was fucking with you, I knew what you meant ma,” he smirked into the phone.

  I said nothing else and neither did he; we just stared at each other.

 
; “Yo, y’all niggas are weird,” Turk said while trying to look at the camera.

  “Fam, go take your drunk ass somewhere else. You’ve been in our convo the entire time that we’ve been on the phone.”

  I laughed at them because they were too funny. Adonis looked back into the screen and licked his lips. God I couldn’t wait to see what he could do with his tongue. It was so thick and the way it trailed over both of his lips made me lust after him in the worst way. It had been a while since I received head and I needed it badly.

  “You like when daddy licks his lips?” His face was serious. I nodded. “You need yo pussy ate?”

  His bluntness was too much for me, this was something that I wasn’t used to. The way his deep raspy voice sounded while asking me that had me ready to jump through the phone and ride his face. My tongue got stuck in the back of my throat and I couldn’t answer no matter how hard I tried. This is what he did to me. Again, I was vulnerable. I simply nodded and I no longer saw him on the screen. He must've given the phone back to Persia because Ramses picked it up.

  “Damn Bri, what did you say to that nigga?” he asked while cracking up.

  I saw Persia laying on his lap sleep while he rubbed her back. Cute, I thought. They complemented each other so well. “I didn’t say anything to him Ramses, he just disappeared, why is something wrong?” I was honestly confused about what was happening right now.

  “Well, that nigga just got his shit and left without saying good bye to nobody. You said something for that nigga to get out of here like that,” Ramses said.

  Was he on his way here? Damn it Briana, why did you have to say you needed head, I thought as I got up and paced the floor.

  “Aye, are you alright? Both of y’all are acting weird as hell,” he yelled.

  “Tell Persia I love her, I have to go Ramses, bye,” I hung up without waiting for a reply. I hoped Adonis wasn’t on his way because I honestly didn’t know what was about to happen. Would I let him eat my pussy? Or was it too soon? Hell everything was moving too fast for me right now. I realized that I fucked up last night by letting him spend the night. If he was on his way, he was not going to coming in. I wasn’t going to let him. I would stand my ground outside that door. I couldn’t give in; I wasn’t going to let his ass win. You got this Briana, I thought as I walked down the stairs and into the living room. I stared at myself in the mirror. I still looked cute, I thought as I turned around and examined my ass. Laughing at myself, I ran my fingers through my hair and exhaled.

  Bang, bang, bang! The banging on the door startled me. I took a deep breath and slowly walked towards it as the banging became louder. When I opened the door, Adonis rushed in.

  “When I come over here, I shouldn’t have to knock three to five fucking times. You answer that muthafuckin door as soon as I fucking knock Briana, do you understand?”

  His body towered over mine so I was kind of scared. Why was he so tense all of a sudden?

  “Now who bought you those fucking flowers? Don’t fucking lie to me because I’ll find out and body that nigga,” he boomed while walking up the stairs to my room.

  I followed him, still unable to speak.

  “Oh, so you can’t speak now, huh?” he said while pushing my room door.

  “I thought you bought them for me in all honesty Adonis. I thought that you had Nino bring them in here for me while you and I went out to eat, it was a sweet gesture.” By now, I had an attitude. He had no right to yell at me, I wasn’t his woman.

  “I didn’t do this shit; I would have done more shit than leave some whack ass roses for you. That’s the type of nigga I am,” he said while taking the card that was taped to one of the stems. “From a secret admirer,” he read while chuckling. “These niggas don’t want to see me get crazy, I’ll kill over mine.” He sat on my bed and stared at me. “Come here Briana.”

  If he thought he could just yell at me and then try to kiss and make up then he had another thing coming. I was not somebody that he could just yell at and talk to however he wanted. “We need to get a couple of things straight because you got shit all the way fucked up Adonis,” I said while folding my arms.

  “Come here,” he commanded again. His voice was calm, yet stern.

  “You think you can just walk your ass up in my damn house just to go off on me about some shit I had no idea about? Then you didn’t even say sorry. I’m single and grown, I don’t need you telling me what I can and can’t do. You aren’t my daddy, I don’t need another one.” Yeah, you told his ass, I thought while I rolled my eyes.

  “Don’t make me fucking repeat myself, that’s something you don’t want me to fucking do,” he warned.

  I walked over to him and he pulled me between his legs. His hands traveled up my thighs slowly. I was mad a minute ago but it soon faded; his touch just made me melt.

  “I’m sorry,” he said while his head nestled in my stomach. I was still standing between his legs. I started rubbing his head while cursing myself for being so fucking vulnerable. “I forgive you Adonis,” I spoke softly as my hands traveled to his back.

  “Can I kiss your lips?” he asked while looking up at me. He pulled the zipper to my shorts up and down repeatedly while smirking. I bent down, kissed his soft lips and stood back up.

  “Shit, I like those lips too but I’m talking about the other ones,” he winked at me while licking his lips. Taking a pillow and hitting him with it, I moved away and knocked his ass upside the head a couple times. I had to think fast, or he would have had my legs wide open with his face in my love box. Beating his ass with the pillow was the only thing that I could think of at that moment.

  “Oh, so you wanna play those types of games huh?” He took off his shirt and walked towards me. “Strip before I rip all this shit off, don’t make me say it again,” he demanded.

  “I’m not having sex with you Adonis,” I said seriously. The temptation was killing me but I had to stand my ground. The imprint of his dick in his pants was just too much for my eyes. Shit if it was that big I wasn’t sure if I could handle it.

  “I’m not trying to fuck; I just want to eat your pussy. That's what you said you wanted to do so I’m here to deliver. I’m hungry as hell, ma. Don’t fuckin tease me like that then back out. I’m not the nigga you want to do that with,” he stated seriously pushing me up against the wall.

  I don’t know what his deal was with walls and having me up against them. “If you want to continue seeing me, you need to respect me enough to respect my decision as of right now. I don’t want to have sex and just because I said I needed my pussy ate, I didn’t mean for it to be now and especially not by you,” I pushed him away from me and laid down on the bed.

  “Aight, I respect that but I’m not sleeping on that uncomfortable couch you had me on last night.”

  “Well, you can sleep on the floor,” I said seriously. Having him in my bed was not a good idea to me.

  “Nah, I’m gone sleep in this muthafuckin bed, where I belong,” he winked at me before he turned off the lights. It was pitch black and I didn’t know where he was. All I could hear was my breathing. My heart was beating through my damn chest; I was nervous as hell. The bed began to sank as his got in. I turned my back to him but I soon regretted it as he pulled me into his chest. His hand caressed my thigh as he sucked on my earlobe.

  “Go to sleep baby, we got a long day ahead of us tomorrow,” he said as he pulled the cover over our bodies and his muscular body covered mine. At first, I didn’t think I was going to be able to go to sleep but as soon as his hand started rubbing my back, I drifted off into a deep slumber.

  ADONIS

  As Briana slept, my mind was fixated on the roses that were left on her dresser. That shit wasn’t me; I was the type of man that went all out, I didn’t leave roses just for the fun of it. Then the shit said “secret admirer.” I laughed again. Now that shit was comical. Now we all know it wasn’t a secret that I admired Briana. Shit if anything, I’m sure half of Chicago knew right now that
I was fucking with her. All my workers had been sending me texts talking about, “congrats boss” and all this other shit. What bothered me was the handwriting on the note because it resembled Nino's. I hope his ass wasn’t dumb enough to fuck with my woman; that would be signing his own death certificate. I was going to hit Turk up in the morning to remind him to keep an eye on Nino and to keep following Briana. My mind went back to the night Briana and Persia walked into the club.

  “Damn those broads are fine bruh,” Nino said.

  “They wouldn’t want yo fat ass though,” Turk boomed.

  “Nigga fuck you, I’m about to go down there and bag both of them hoes,” Nino said placing his gun in his waist.

  “Nah nigga, fall back. They belong to me and Ramses, they ain’t about to fuck with you no way kid,” Adonis said as he continued to look at Briana.

  “I’m the one that spotted them first, we calling dibs on pussy now? Let me find out my cousin getting soft,” he yelled.

  Adonis walked over to him calmly and pulled his gun out. “Bitch nigga, say that shit again. I told yo’ big ass to fall the fuck back, family or not, I will blow yo’ fucking brains all over this office. You better watch who you talking to pussy,” Adonis boomed while loosening his tie.

  He towered over Nino, who was only 5'8. Nino knew to say nothing else so he retreated into the corner where he always sat.

  “Damn bruh, give him a break,” Ramses said while laughing.

  Turk was in the corner cracking the fuck up. He laughed extra hard so that he would piss Nino off. Adonis looked over and watched Nino as he mumbled under his breathe while texting on his phone. His behavior was suspect to him but he let it go. The two women that had walked into his establishment had his full attention. He would address Nino on his bullshit later.

  I’m gone have to watch that nigga, he thought as he watched Briana sleep. He felt so at ease being close to her that he soon fell asleep.

  BRIANA