We’d just arrived at the door to my condo. I turned her by the shoulders, pressing her back against the wall, and leaned in. “Guilty as charged.”
She sighed against my lips, and I moved my head lower, kissing down the line of her jaw, reaching her neck.
“Don’t think I’m just going to let you have your way with me anytime you want,” she slurred.
I chuckled into her ear before biting it. I laughed when I felt her tremble. “You sure about that?” I licked her neck.
A sigh accompanied a small moan.
“Y-yes, I’m sure. You have to study. Your test is coming up in less than two weeks.”
“I plan on studying. All. Night. Long.” I completed each word of that last sentence with a kiss.
“Eric?”
My body stiffened at the sound of the female voice coming from farther down the hall. I slowly raised my head from Angela’s neck to see Brandi striding toward us, dressed in a short black dress, showcasing her long legs. Anyone else would see this was obviously a private moment and have made their way past without drawing attention to themselves, but not Brandi. I cursed myself for not taking this party inside, behind closed doors. The sneering look Brandi was giving Angela said this wasn’t going to be a friendly encounter.
“Brandi,” I stated. Pulling my keys from my back pocket, I began inserting my key into the door.
“And you are?” She spoke directly to Angela.
I tightened my grip around Angela’s waist when she started to pivot in Brandi’s direction. “I’m Angela.” On the surface her introduction sounded personable; I’ve memorized every inflection of her voice. However, the small hitch when she said her name told of the challenge she held.
“Oh, Amanda. Nice to?”
“Angela,” she cut off Brandi’s catty reply, and I was over this little showdown.
“That’s enough, Brandi. You have a good night.” I finished unlocking and then pushed my door open, using my hand on Angela’s waist to push her toward the doorway.
“He’ll dump you soon enough once he’s done with you. Just like he did me,” Brandi spat.
“Look, Bianca, it’s time you let it go,” Angela retorted, breaking free of my hold. “Whatever youthinkyou two had is over and done.”
“It’s Brandi!” she yelled.
Angela shrugged. “Bianca, Brandi, same difference.”
“What the hell makesyouso special?”
“For one, I’d never pair that dress with those heels,” Angela mocked, her eyes peering down at Brandi’s feet.
“You bi?” Brandi’s angry retort, hand high in the air like she was about to hit Angela, was halted by my hand and body pushed in between the two women.
My grip was firm enough that Brandi’s nudges couldn’t pull it away but not tight enough to the point of pain.
“Don’t ever try that bullshit again,” I growled. “Don’t fucking darken my doorstep with your presence again.” With narrowed eyes, I slowly loosened my grip on her wrist and watched as she backed up a few steps, then headed in the direction of her door. Once she disappeared behind her door, I pushed my own open, following Angela inside.
As soon as the door shut, I was pushed back against it.
“You keep that hussy away from me. You actually dated her?”
“Define dated?”
Her eyes narrowed, and she pushed away from me when I went to pull her to me by the waist.
“Cheap ass dress,” she mumbled while swatting my hands. “You should’ve let her try and hit me. I would’ve whooped her—” Her rant was cut off by my mouth on hers. I spun us so she was pressed against the door, and I let my hands run up and down the sides of her body. I pressed my full weight against her.
“Are we done talking about her?” I asked once I pulled back.
