“That’s all I have, shawty.”
It was the truth. Feelings, letting people in, emotions that weren’t connected to his bloodline were all foreign territories for East. He didn’t connect with people, especially not women. He fucked them when he wanted, moved on, and never got attached. Feelings meant obligations and he had enough of that with his mother and sister. There wasn’t room for anyone else but Joi had East creating space he didn’t know was possible.
“Can it… can we just be friends for now?”
Hell no. I want more than that even if I don’t know what I want.“Friends?” East’s face grew tight. He gave Joi an in that other women would kill for and she was hitting him with some “friend” shit.That pissed him off.
“Yes, I mean notjustfriends, but just no pressure on either side.”
“The type of friends where I fuck shit up if you think you’re about to be dealing with someone else?”
Joi rolled her eyes, shaking her head.Typical selfish man. I want all of you and while you only get a piece of me.She grinned at the thought.
“The fuck you cheesing all giddy and shit for? I’m deadass. If you’re myfriend, I’m the onlyfriendyou have.”
“What about Ria and Ny?”
“They have dicks that I don’t know about?” East’s expression and glare were both hard, which made Joi laugh, only to have his scowl grow more intense.
“No fool, they don’t.”
“Aight then they’re straight but that’s the only type of friend you’re allowed to have,” East threatened, with no challenge allowed based on the look that followed.
“Does the same apply to you?” Joi questioned with a raised brow and the same hard stare. East’s smile stretched across his face in a child-like manner.
“We can discuss that la?—”
“No the hell we can’t. You can answer thatnow.”
East’s face lit up in a teasing manner which didn’t sit well with Joi who tried as best as she could to free herself from under his body but it was a pointless pursuit based on his strength and weight.
“Relax, man, yeah. Same applies. I’m not dealing with anybody but you.”
I couldn’t handle that anyway. You already have me confused as fuck.
“I don’t believe you.”
“Shawty….” East paused, taking her hesitation into consideration even if it annoyed him. Brushing his lips across hers before actually kissing them while also wedging his body deeper between her legs, East tried again with a little more conviction. “I’monlyfucking with you. That’s my word, aight.”
Joi just stared at him for a minute. His lips still gently touched hers when he questioned again, pleading for understanding.
“Aight?”
“Okay, but?—”
East shut Joi up with another kiss so magnetic that her mind was already past the topic. She was convinced that she was setting herself up but it was too late. Joi was already under his spell.
“Can I take your jeans off?”
“No.”
East smirked and nodded like he would concede, but lifted his body from hers and went to unbutton her jeans anyway. She watched while East worked them down her hips and legs, exposing a soft pink hued thong.
“So this is how you’re doing it?” East had that feeling again.Jealousy. Possessiveness.
“What?” Joi lifted her head and frowned at him.
“Why do you have this little shit on?” He lifted his body and pushed her shirt up, expecting to see a matching bra. That was a red flag that a woman was trying to or expecting to get fucked. When he found nothing at all, East’s face grew excessively tight. “Why the fuck do you have on a gotdamn thong and no bra? You must have been trying to get fucked. Is that why you were at the pool hall?”
