She rolled her eyes. “Nigga, are you gonna let me in or what?” “Not if you gonna be all rude and shit.”
She shrugged. “Well, I can just carry my ass home. I’m sleepy as fuck, anyway.” She yawned, as she tried to turn to leave.
I grabbed her arm. “Say, you really trying it, lil’ mama. Bring your ass back here.”
She looked back at me. “I see you love touching people, don’t you?”
I licked my lips, while looking her up and down. “Nah, Ion go
around touching everybody. But I definitely will reach out and touch you. With your fine ass. Got damn.” I bit my lip.
She crinkled her nose. “Ewe.”
“Ewe?” I repeated, while still gripping her arm. “Say, you really can’t know who the fuck you playing with.” I yanked her against my chest.
“Nigga, move,” she gritted, as she shoved me back.
I chuckled, liking that spunk. “Come in and get started on this house, lil’ mama.” I stepped back.
She finally crossed the threshold and glanced around. “This is a big muthafucka. Where’s the bathroom? I need to change.”
I smirked, as my eyes fell to her fat ass. “Follow me.” I stepped in front of her.
“Ion know what people be seeing,” she openly expressed. “Cause you is one ugly ass dude.”
Not expecting to hear that, I halted, before exploding with laughter. “The fuck did you just say to me?” I turned to face her gorgeous ass.
She sassily placed a hand on her hip. “I said that you’re ugly.”
Gazing at her, I couldn’t even take offense, as she was smiling at a nigga, making my dick hard. “Why I gotta be all that?”
“Cause.” She sucked her teeth. “You basically strong-arming me into cleaning this damn big ass house.”
“So, I shouldn’t have held you accountable?”
“Yeah. With a payment plan. I was gonna pay you ten dollars on the 33rdof every month.”
I couldn’t stop laughing, because it had been so long since somebody had just casually played with me like this. Muthafuckas were always performative, these days. Trying to impress me. Even with family, a lot of them muthafuckas were constantly begging. So, I never got to see the real, as long asmuthafuckas needed me. Womenespecially.ButnowQT’sfineasssisterdidn’tseethe
street legend. She was treating me like the average nigga from the hood, but in the weirdest way, the shit had me intrigued like a muthafucka.
“Say, your name is Babi, right?” I asked her. “Yeah. That’s me.” She nodded.
Oddly, from the beginning, I thought that her mean ass was cute. When she was beating that girl down, I couldn’t help but wonder why I hadn’t seen her around before. Her face wasn’t familiar. But those hands…should’ve been registered. And I honestly would’ve tapped her on that fat ass, and told her that it was just acknowledged what she’d done to my car. Instead, she basically said fuck me, throwing me completely o". Then once she went into her apartment, my niggas laced me up. They told all good, had she me that she was QT’s sister, which explained a lot.
Babi’s brother was one of my shooters. Nigga was infamous around the city. And because she knew that she had a killer in her pocket, her arrogant ass thought that she didn’t have to answer to nobody. Then when she wouldn’t even call me like I’d insisted that she should, it kinda made me see this through.
Honestly, I was low key attracted to her ghetto ass from the jump. But I had long ago stopped fucking with hood rats. So, I was trying to ignore the attraction, until she wouldn’t just get with the program. Then it stayed on my mind.Shestayed on my mind. But I told myself that I wasn’t fucking no bird. And then she comes through, looking like some upper echelon, bougie bitch. I was confused, and my dick was about to bust through my fucking jeans.
Funnily, this wasn’t even me. I hadn’t had a crush on a mutha-fucka since I don’t know when. These days, women often pursued me. But I was a grown ass man, and I didn’t lie to myself. I liked her $ne ass. Her brown skin had a natural shineto it. And that $ne grade of hair next to her light brown skin seemed exotic. She had a
deep dimple in her right cheek. Even her perfectly sculptured brows appeared silky. And it was just mind blowing that she was obviously from the hood, yet I didn’t know her.
“Okay, look, Babi.” I licked my lips. “You gotta pay this debt off. So, you can clean up or whatever. Maybe we can find something else for you to do, if cleaning a house this size is overwhelming. But either way, I need that up out cha.”
She squinted. “But why you looking at me like that?” “Like what?”
“Ion know. Like I’m a dinner plate…and you wanna lick me clean.”
