She allowed my dick to plop out of her mouth, and answered on speaker.
“Hello?”
“Uh…where did you disappear to?” Array enquired.
“Upstairs.” Summer bit her lip, as she now held my hard dick in her hand.
“Okay…well, you have company down here.”
She frowned. “Company?”
“Yes. Come see.” Array ended the call.
After releasing my dick, Summer climbed to her feet. “Well, let me go see who this is.”
I nodded, as she twisted out of the bathroom. Not wanting to be too obvious, I waited a few minutes, before I stepped out into the hallway myself.
I probably should’ve gone to my bedroom to make it seem like we weren’t together when she got that call, but curiosity got the best of me. So, I headed downstairs.
Once I was about to move past the foyer, I realized that Harlem was the company in question. Him and Summer werestill standing at the door, hugging. I also peeped that she was now holding a gift bag that he’d obviously just brought. All while she’d come downstairs with my dick fresh on her breath.
“You coming down to the house later on?” Harlem asked, as they released one another.
She nodded. “Yeah. I’ma come.”
He grabbed her hand, and gazed into her eyes. “You promise? Cause I haven’t laid eyes on you, since school ended. I miss you.”
Gritting my teeth, I was about to approach them, and break up their little moment, until I felt a strong hand on my shoulder.
“Get out them people’s business.” My pops spoke in my ear.
“Huh?” I frowned, irritated out my mind, as he was interrupting my next move.
“Come on, son.” He guided me away from the foyer. We paused once we were standing near the stairs. “What’s up with chu?”
I scowled. “What chu talking about?”
“I’m talking about the fact that it looked like you was ready to tackle one of your closest friends, just now. What the hell is that all about?”
I slid my tongue across my teeth, while saying nothing.
He shook his head. “Look at you. Can’t even pretend. You been around here, fucking the shit out of Summer.”
My eyes ballooned in surprise.
“Nigga, don’t look like that,” he whispered. “What? You thought that you was being slick? Shit, I might’ve been born at night. But notlastnight. You muthafuckas be getting loud with it too. I heard y’all clear as day yesterday, before I left.”
Not knowing what to say, I scratched my forehead.
“But you gotta keep it P, man. That’s Harlem’s gal, and you’d be dead wrong to come at him over her.” He glanced over his shoulder. “And I don’t know what’s your aim, but don’t make this shit messy, and cause confusion between me and Array. If you just doing some shit, then keep it on the low. And if you really want her, then make sure that she wants you too. That means that you don’t force her to choose. She gotta do that on her own.”
“I hear you,” I breathed.
He creased his brows. “You strapping up, right?”
I nodded.
He hooded his eyes. “Don’t lie to me, lil’ nigga.”
