She nodded her head, “I can fix that.” She got up off her knees and went to unzip her skirt.
I looked around her office before shaking my head. “Nah, I got something to handle.” I stood up and walked into her office bathroom to clean myself up.
“Something or someone?” I could hear the attitude in her tone.
Shaking my head, I finished getting myself together and walked back into her office. “Speaking of, stop telling people you’re my girl. You know what this is.”
She looked confused, but quickly recovered. “The bitch at the candle shop, huh?”
“Don’t call her no bitch. She ain’t done shit to you.”
She laughed. “Except fuck you. Damn she works fast. Is she the reason for what just happened here?”
“Nah that’s on you.”
“On me? What did I do for you to keep feeling like it’s alright for you to embarrass me like this? What have I done to you?” She beat her chest and her voice carried with each word.
“Cut it the fuck out, Toy. You knew it was never anything with us like that. We’ve fucked around for a long time, and I’ve even given you liberties that I’d never give another, but let’s not get this shit twisted.”
“What liberties, North? Being around your sister? Coming to your place and al?—”
“You may as well cut this shit out because you’ve known what this was with us for years and I ain’t never forced you into anything. If you don’t wanna fuck with me like that then cool. I ain’t begging you to do shit that you don’t want to do.”
With that I left, because I wasn’t about to go back and forth with her about his stupid shit. Especially not when I had to pick Niema up. Shorty would be on her bullshit if there was even a chance that I’d be late picking her up.
When I finally reached my car, I pulled my phone out to call my stupid ass brother. He called me earlier, but I told him I’d hithim back. I anticipated getting some head and being out of there, but that didn’t go as planned.
“You know I could’ve been in some shit while you’re out here sending me to voicemail and sending me generic asscan I call you latertexts.”
I laughed. “But you’re on the line with me right now, so you're good.”
“No thanks to you, but I was about to spin the block on that lil’ bobble head ass girl who put Niema out of her ride.”
I chuckled. “You and I both, but she’s good. We’re going half and half to get her something, and for the time being she has a driver if you or I can’t take her.”
“I fuck with it. Where are you headed right now?”
“To pick her up from work,” I responded, pulling out of the underground parking garage.
“Where are you coming from?”
“Damn, you the feds?” A chuckle escaped my lips.
“Nah. I’m ya fucking brother and you dead ass went missing on me earlier.”
“Ain’t shit to worry about, shorty wasted my fucking time.” I mugged the air just thinking about Toy and her bullshit.
My brother and I chopped it up for the remainder of my drive, then he had to go when I was pulling into the parking lot of Ommy’s shop. I parked and looked up just in time to see her standing near her register. I wasn’t even about to get out of the car but seeing her had me turning my truck off and hopping out.
When I walked into the spot a strong aroma hit my nose. It had a few sweet nodes, but it wasn’t over the top, I was willing to bet it was sweet caramel or something of that nature. By now Omyia had her back to me and she was oblivious as to who had walked in the shop. It took everything in me not to walk up and hug her backside like she belonged to me, but we weren’t like that just yet.Patience, nigga.I awaited the day that I wasfamiliar with every curve on her body, but until then I’d suffer in fucking silence.
“You know when I asked you when you were free today, I expected a response of some sort and not some fucking reaction to my message.”
Upon hearing my voice, she immediately turned around and we locked eyes. Of course, my eyes couldn’t rest on her face alone. I had to take her in.All of her.
Today she had her hair pulled up into one of those scarfs on top of her head while a few curls drooped down onto her forehead. She had a pair of thoseDahmerglasses, and minimal makeup on her face. I knew that, because her freckles were on full fucking display, and I loved that shit. I couldn’t help but allow my eyes to travel lower. She had on a pair of overalls and a royal blue tank top under it. I only knew that much because her left overall was unhooked and hanging like a tail. Then on her feet she wore a pair of patent leather blue tinted Doc Martens. I couldn’t help but nod my head in appreciation, because her style was artistic and sexy as fuck.
“You might wanna take a picture. I’m sure it’ll last longer.”
