Chapter Six
Knoxx
Ilooked Luna over before I reached for the milkshake that I ordered. Ommy said these motherfuckers were the bomb, but truthfully, I wasn’t here for just the milkshake. I was here for more pressing reasons, that I assumed only Luna knew about. I only knew that because my sister hadn’t come cursing me out and Luna was avoiding my ass. The fact that shorty had allowed me to taste the pussy and went about her day was enough to have me chasing her. I didn’t like shit like that at all but here my ass was.
I had gone to my sister’s spot looking for her, but Surah said I had just missed her. She said she might’ve stopped by Luna’s spot, so I went over there. Instead of stopping at the busy counter I walked to the back office.
“What are you doing here, Knoxx?” she asked.
Luna looked up from the computer into my eyes. Instead of sitting at her desk she was comfortably seated on the mustard loveseat across from her desk. I could tell she liked to look at me from the way she avoided being in any space with me.
“My sister was over here?” I asked.
“You just missed her like ten minutes ago.”
I nodded my head and looked around her office for a moment before I looked back at her. “I know you be avoiding being in the same space as me.” I found this to be the perfect moment for me to see the more of her that I had been desiring.
She laughed. “Do I? What gave you that impression?”
“The fact that every time we’re in the same space you excuse yo’self.”
“You seem so cocky.” She stood from her seat and walked over to discard the empty plastic rapper.
I took a seat on the sofa next to where she was seated.
When she returned instead of sitting next to me, she leaned against her desk just looking at me.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Like what?” I licked my lips and looked her over.
“Like you wanna make me cum.” She hopped up on her desk and crossed her legs.
“Because I do, and you know that.”
She nodded. “I do, and if I let you wha?—”
“It is what it is. We’re both grown an?—”
“It doesn’t go past tonight.”
She didn’t have to say shit else because I was already between her legs. That night I fucked her all over her office then took her back to my place and did the same. Then she ghosted a nigga.
Her voice interrupted my trip down memory lane. “Knoxx, your drink is ready”
“You think I came in here to order just this?”
She looked around confused, before her beautiful eyes landed on me. “That is all you ordered, right?”
“Yeah, because what I wanted wasn’t on the fucking menu.”
Again, she did that looking around shit, but this time she bit into her bottom lip because she remembered that night too. “Now Knoxx.”
I laughed. “Don’t start that shit.”
“Start what? I only said your name, Knoxx.”
“You know what the fuck I’m talking about. What’s up with you ghosting me?” I couldn’t believe I had my grown ass right here asking her this shit. She had me all the way fucked up.
