“I think we should take another shot.” Tania got excited.
“I don’t know. I’m done with drinking.”
“Then I’ll do the drinking for us. Shit, maybe I can get me some dick tonight.”
“Dick from who?” I snapped my neck toward her.
She grinned.
“Girl, that nigga in there. I’m due for a one night stand.”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea. You should leave that one alone.”
“Hold on. You claiming a nigga when you already have a nigga?”
“It’s not that Tania, he’s just been getting at me. Why would you want to fuck him?”
“Getting at you and fucking you are two different things. I can take him off your hands, no problem. He will belong to me then.” She smirked.
“So you think him wanting me is going to change after y’all have sex?”
“You obviously don’t know what big moose can do.”
“Girl, you don’t even know this man.”
“We didn’t know Hawk either, and we let Cyn go off with him tonight. He could have killed her.”
“That’s not the same.”
“It is the same. Just say you're checking for Proctor and getting married.”
“That’s not fair, Tania, you know I-.”
Proctor walked back into the room, cutting us both off mid-sentence. I didn’t know how much he heard, but the corner of his mouth lifted slightly like he was a bit amused.
Proctor didn’t have a shirt on. Just red sweatpants hanging low, chest out, salt-and-pepper beard setting him off in a way that had no business working as well as it did. This was the equivalent of me walking around with no shirt and no bra on.
“I see y’all found the bar.”
“Yeah,” Tania said quickly. “You mind if we help ourselves?”
“Go ahead. I told you to make yourself at home.”
His eyes locked on mine when he said it. Slow. Intentional.
I slid onto one of the barstools, and Tania went over to the bar, struggling with a bottle of Ace she grabbed to open.
“I can’t open this. I need help,” she acted helpless because this was her favorite act around fine men.
Tania was about 5’3 at most, so she was small, but all curves where it counted. She had a little body with a big presence. The kind that drew attention the moment she walked into a room. Men noticed her fast, gravitated toward her like it was instinct. I guess a lot of them had a thing for petite women, and Tania knew exactly how to work it.
She was pretty, no denying that. I just wish she saw herself as more than what men wanted from her in the moment. She definitely needs to stop chasing dick so hard and let the dick chase her for once.
Proctor stepped in and popped the top open effortlessly without even flexing a muscle.
“So, Proctor, how much money do you have to have a place like this?” Tania pried in his business.
“The money should speak for itself. Just imagine after you look around shorty.”
