“Do you want to come with me?” he asked. I froze. The best thing to do was to leave with Sparkle and forget that anything ever happened between us, but my heart was telling me to stay.
I looked behind me again to see Sparkle almost at her car, so there was still a chance for me to go with her, but instead, I turned back to face him. I nodded.
Havoc stared at me, pushed up off his car, and opened the door for me to get in. I climbed inside, and he closed the door before getting in on his side and driving away.
I pulled my backpack to my chest and squeezed it as my mind ran with the right words to say. I’d hidden from him, and I knew that bothered him.
“Are you cold?” he asked, peeking over at me.
“No, I’m fine.”
“Are you scared of me?”
I almost broke my neck looking at him because I wasn’t expecting that.
“No. I wouldn’t have gotten into your car if I was afraid of you.”
“So, why you avoiding me, Kairi? You quit your job and everything.”
My mouth twisted as I choked on my words. When he peered over at me, I could see the hurt and confusion in his eyes.
“Havoc, I’m sorry. I just thought it was better if we stayed away from each other. We both know what could happen if anyone finds out,” I explained, hoping he understood me.
I stared at him as his facial expressions changed, indicating he was battling with his decision too.
“I know,” he said in a low tone. “I thought about that too.”
At least I knew it wasn’t only me.
“There’s too much at risk, Havoc.”
“Makari. I want you to call me by my name,” he said, ignoring my warning of risks being involved in what we were doing.
I turned to look out of the window. Him requesting I called him by his name hit me in a deep place for some reason, and I was trying to stay away from more reasons to like him!
I noticed he didn’t ask for directions to my house and knew that he was taking me to his condo.
“Do you think we should be alone again after what happened?” I asked. He frowned slightly and licked his thick lips.
“I just want to talk to you, but if you don’t want to go in, we don’t have to.”
Again, I was silent, hesitation hindering my words from forming. We remained silent for the rest of the ride to his condo. When he pulled up and cut the engine, he turned to look at me.
“It’s your choice,” he said.
I sat motionless, still clutching my backpack.
“What are we doing, Makari?” I asked him.
“Whatever you want to do,” was his response. I simpered because it wasn’t that simple.
“I know what you’re worried about, Kairi. It bothers me too, but this just feels right, and I can’t walk away. I’ve tried.”
We’d slept together two weeks ago, and tonight was the first time I’d seen him, showing me that he’d tried to stay away too.
“Are you hiding from me because it’s what you want to do or because you think that’s what other people want you to do?” he asked. His question hit me. My eyes bounced his way.
I wanted to stay away from him because I knew my daddy and Shakur would want that. I wanted to stay away from him because he belonged to Ocean, but what did I want?
