1
SKYE
Being tied to a chair in the middle of someone’s living room wasn’t how I pictured my night ending.
I darted my eyes around the room, glaring at the amount of ego that was on display in every corner. Oversized self-portraits, undeserving awards, and flashy furniture. It was sickening. But for the man standing in front of me, I expected nothing less.
“So, what’s good? Are you taking my boy back, or what?”
Sucking my teeth, I stared at Enzo like he had a third ball sack growing from his forehead.
“Do I look dumb to you? Why the hell would I take that fool back after trying to beat my ass and kidnapping me?”
He slid the blunt from his lips and sat down in one of the chairs in front of me. “Damn, you’re feisty. I can see why Mecca’s crazy about you.”
“Untie me, and I’ll show you just how feisty I can get.”
He laughed, making me wish my hands were around his neck instead of behind my back.
The fear of being blindfolded and yanked from my apartment was long gone. The only thing I felt now was disgust, and it intensified every time Enzo looked at me. Nothing about the wayhis gaze slid over my brown skin felt dangerous. Instead, it felt dirty and lustful. And he was the last person I wanted to see that shit from.
His eyes dipped to my glossy lips, then drifted to my loose hair falling over my shoulders.
“I’ll untie you when my boy gets here and y’all talk. He misses you, and he’s sorry as hell for everything that went down.”
“Is that what he told you?”
“In so many words, yeah.”
“Well, that’s unfortunate, because I don’t give a damn how sorry he is. I don’t want his ass.”
“You’re too pretty to act like that.”
“Nigga, fuck you!”
He smirked. “If my boy didn’t want you so bad, trust me, I would.”
I jerked my head back.
The audacity.
“Look, I’m sure you two can work this thing out. Don’t let that baby shit get to you. He don’t want that bitch.”
I frowned, my stomach twisting.
That blunt had to be laced with crack.
“Yo, Enzo,” Mecca called out as he stepped into the living room. “How you going to blow up my phone nonstop, then not answer when I call your ass back?”
Grinning, Enzo spun around. “Hey, fool, I got a surprise for you.”
“A surprise?”
“Yep.” Enzo slid to the side.
As soon as Mecca’s gaze landed on me, his eyes widened. “What the hell?”
“Well, you said you wanted to get her alone so y’all could talk. Here she is.”
