“I see that lil thug got you feeling real cocky. End it before I end you. Oh, and Blaise.”
“What?”
“You’re nasty and burning too. Or did you forget?” Garrett didn’t say anything else before leaving out. Grabbing my mug off my desk, I tossed it at the wall. It was times like this that I hate I signed that shit. I know what I agreed to, but an STD was not it. Tyla peeked her head in the door trying to gauge my mood.
“Come in.” She walked inside and closed the door. When she sat on the couch, she gave me a minute to gather myself.
“You okay?” I started laughing and a smile crept up her face.
“Your ass don’t care how I’m feeling. You want to know what happened with me and Devin.”
“So why are you making me wait? Spill it.”
“It wasn’t what I thought. He looked for me but couldn’t find me because I changed my name.” Out of nowhere, something hit me. Grabbing my cell phone, I dialed his number.
“What’s up, shorty ma?”
“If you didn’t know I was Brianna and you was looking for her, why did you pursue me?”
“If I couldn’t have the original, I was going to settle for the look alike.”
“You’re an ass.”
“And you have a lot of ass. So, now what?”
“Have a safe flight, Devin.”
“Aight, I’ll call you later.” Hanging up, I couldn’t stop the smile from reforming on my face.
“What?”
“Whewwww that man still got a hold on me, that’s what.”
“Did you tell him about Mila?” That changed my mood quickly.
“No, and I’m not.” Tyla looked shocked and I didn’t blame her.
“Blaise, you can’t do that. How are you going to be fucking on that man and not tell him about his child?”
“Easy, with my legs open and some wet wipes to clean it up.” I laughed, but she didn’t. She didn’t know about the contract, and I wasn’t about to tell her. I signed an NDA, so technically, I couldn’t. I didn’t go through all of this only to breach it over something so simple.
“Wow! I never knew you were that kind of person.” I shrugged my shoulders because I knew she didn’t understand.
“Get back to work. I need stats on the games I missed.” I could tell she wanted to say more, but at the end of the day, I was her boss. I was done talking about it. I felt bad enough, but I couldn’t tell her or Devin. All I could do was pray he never found out.
15-DEVIN “THE MERCENARY” MERCER
Opening the door for concierge, I moved out of the way so they could bring in the items I ordered. I wanted this date to be perfect since we can’t go out on a real date. I was going to play the game for now, but not for long. If she thought I was about to play second to that lame ass nigga, she had me fucked up.
I guided them to place the chocolate covered strawberries on the bed, and I set the champagne on the nightstand. Once they were done with all of that, they threw rose petals over the bed, floor, and in the jacuzzi. I felt good about everything, so I tipped him, and he walked out. I wanted this time to be special since our first two encounters were on some quicky hoe shit. I wanted her to know I didn’t see her like that.
I won’t order our food until she got here because I had no idea what she liked to eat. I fuck around and be like perhaps a salad for the lady, and her ass hit me with the perhaps not. Shorty ma did get thicker over the years, but the weight looked good on her. Her round chubby face looked sexy as fuck in that bob hairstyle. My phone rang, and I thought it was her trying to cancel, but it was Landon. Picking up, I started fucking with the rose petals on the bed rearranging them.
“What up, lil nigga?”
“You over there acting thirsty ain’t you?” This mufucka swore he knew me, but he was right.
“You know I keep a bitch on me, stop playing in my face.”
