“That nigga still treatin’ you bad, tho’?” He raised his eyebrow at me.
“I haven’t seen him since we took the lil’ nigga out. Tonight is the first night I’ve seen him in four days, and I’m glad.” I shook my head, but I couldn’t deny I enjoyed him not being around.
“You ready to know what it feels like for a real nigga to love you?” he asked boldly as he looked out at the dark ocean.
“I’m starting to be numb to love,” I replied bitterly. I didn’t know how to answer his question, to be honest.
“That nigga cancelled ya beach weekend a couple weeks back. Let me take you on a little mountain getaway to Prince Valley to make it up. I know you’re tired of the beach by now.”
His offer had me shook, so I responded the best way I knew how.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea, Mula. We’ve been getting back close how we used to be, and I don’t think that’s good for us.”
He smacked his lips. “You know I’m not listening to none of that scary shit. Just know when I say let's go, you better be ready.”
“And if I don’t?” I sassed with a smirk on my face.
He leaned in close to me, so close I smelled the liquor on his breath. “I’m gon’ kidnap yo’ lil ass.”
He kissed me gently. He had to be drunk while coming onto me, and I had to be drunk because I let him. Our gentle kiss turned into something passionate, and his tongue connected with mine. He pulled me closer to him and rubbed his masculine hand up my thigh, but our intimate moment was interrupted before he could make his way to my ass.
“Really, Mula?” a girl said softly, but I heard the attitude in her voice.
Mula quickly broke away from me and stepped back.
“Baby,” he uttered to the woman as he wiped saliva from the corners of his mouth.
He had a lot of glittery gloss on his lips from me. I looked at his girl, and I was impressed with his date. She was sexy, and her skin looked like it had been kissed by the sun, but she didn’t look like she was from Sable Cove. She wore a plain white mini dress and clear Louboutin platform sandal heels. Mula had to have upgraded her for the party.
“Don’t ‘baby’ me, nigga,” her voice trembled with every word like she wanted to cry.
“I’ll talk to you later, Yummi.” He rushed off and grabbed the woman’s hand. They walked off, and I heard the woman going off on him in her soft voice.
I sighed and lit his blunt again because he left it with me, along with the lighter. Mula had a girlfriend, so us being together was even more far-fetched than it was when I knew I wouldn’t have been able to get away from Hurricane.
I stayed outside and smoked for thirty minutes while watching the fireworks going off over the ocean. I wanted to take Mula up on his offer, but there was no way I could get away with him, and I was sure he knew that.
I went back inside thirty minutes later because I got lost in my thoughts, but when I went back inside, I went into beast mode.
SUMMER FLING FREAK
The momentI had with Yummi on the deck had me feeling like I needed to take her away from her misery. I had Storm’s fine ass on my arm, but I couldn’t keep my eyes off Yummi all night. I had to pull her to the side just to make sure she wasstraight. Now I had Storm in my ear, but I was going to revisit my moment with Yummi soon.
“I know you ain’t my nigga, but I wasn’t expecting to find you kissing another girl. My reaction was because I’m starting to like you. I guess you’re glad I am leaving tomorrow, so you can go back to your life,” she said dryly as we headed back inside.
“I was the one who paid and suggested that you extend your stay, so why would I be glad you’re leaving?” I walked behind her and kissed her neck softly. I did like Storm more than I thought I would have, but Yummi and her situation had a nigga in a chokehold.
“I believe you, Mula. I’m going to miss you when I leave. I’ve gotten so attached to you.”
“I told you we gon’ keep in contact. But I’m not gon’ be able to wait until we get back to the house to take that dress off you. Let’s go to one of them rooms here.”
She giggled. “Let’s go, daddy.”
I took Storm to the lower level of the boat. Each room had a view underwater, and you could still see the fish at night because of the lights under the boat, so I was ready to have some rich sex. Storm was all over a nigga, and she already had my shirt unbuttoned. She kissed my neck as much as she could while we walked and found a room. She then got my belt loose, so I had to hold up my pants.
“Hold on, baby, let’s get in the room first. You want me to fuck you on the hallway wall?”
“I don’t care where you fuck me, daddy. Just hurry up and do it.” She gently bit my earlobe.
