Page 10 of Furthest From Perfect

At first, I didn’t understand why she was so angry with me, but the more I tossed and turned, the more it made sense to me. I wanted to see her so I could apologize and set the record straight. I knew it didn’t look good for me, but inviting those dancers was not my doing. Those two claimed they were throwing me a bachelor party, and I should’ve known nothing good would follow.

I stared at my phone screen, waiting for a response, even though I knew she would likely keep ignoring me. I had no way to find out where she was unless she told me. I thought about trying to go see Nyari Skye, but Tana was another woman who was ignoring me. I was not in good standing with the ladies right now.

Adora :

*attachment*

being held captive by my parents right now. We can talk later

I opened the picture to see that she was at some kind of church event. From the details I saw listed on there, I could see that it had just started twenty minutes ago. I’d never been the patient type, so I jumped up to grab my car keys. It was my turn to hold her captive.

Within the hour, I was pulling up to the location. The parking lot was so packed it took me a minute to find a spot to squeeze my big-body Benz into. Once I was in there, I hopped out and made my way inside. Ignoring the ushers, I stood against the wall, looking for her. I spotted her near the front, but there was no space on either side of her for me to go sit. So I watched as she leaned over to whisper something to a nigga beside her, and for some reason, it made my hands ball into fists. Taking my phone out, I sent her a text message.

Me:

Who is that you talking to?

I watched her look down at her phone before her head popped up. She turned around, searching for me. Her eyes bulged when she saw me in the back of the room. I smiled with an innocent wave. Tilting my head toward the door, I motioned for her to follow me out of the sanctuary.

Making my way outside, I leaned against the wall to wait for her. She came out a minute later, looking around for me. Since she couldn’t see me, I snuck up behind her to wrap my arms around her waist. She squealed in shock before spinning around to pop me on the arm.

“Han’some, what are you doing here?”

I pinned her in place with a frown. “Fuck all that. Who was that nigga you were talking to?”

She folded her arms over her chest with a smirk. “Why? You jealous?”

I eliminated the space between us to hook her chin and force her to look up at me. “I am, actually.” Those full lips puckered from her kissing her teeth, and I almost took it as an invitation to kiss her.

She rolled her eyes while turning her head away. “What you jealous for? Worry about who them hos you had in your condo are talking to, and not me.”

I chuckled silently. “Wow . . . They aren’t engaged to me, though.”

“And neither am I.” She was so damn sassy that her eyes and her head rolled as she spoke. She really thought she was putting somebody in their place.

Snatching her left hand to me, I went into my pocket to get her ring. Despite her fighting against me, I slid it back on her finger. “Yes the fuck you are. How you going to break up with me for something that wasn’t even my fault? I didn’t invite none of them hos over there. That was all Judea and Spec. They said it was my bachelor party.”

Her head tilted to the side while her eyes bore into me. I could tell she was trying to decide whether she believed me or not. “Then why did I see you throwing money in the air, having a good ol’ time, smiling and shit?”

I couldn’t help but laugh, because I’d never experienced this side of her, and I fucking loved it. She tried to snatch away, and I had to tighten my grip to keep her from going anywhere. “Because they said they wouldn’t leave until I threw money at least once. You happened to storm in as I was fulfilling their request. That’s all it was.” She remained quiet in front of me, which I felt was a good sign. I brushed some of her curls out of her face. “Now what you got to say? Who was that nigga you were talking to?”

“Oh my God, it was just my brother. Calm down,” she finally explained. I smiled widely, feeling much better now. I was going to be pissed if he wasn’t family. I might’ve even waited until he came out to drop his ass for even thinking it was okay to be shoulder-to-shoulder with my woman.

“Well, are you done being mad at me now? I want to take you somewhere.” She glanced behind her to the closed doors of the church. “You already walked out now. Might as well come with me.”

She rocked on her toes, weighing her options. Finally, her body relaxed, and I knew she was riding before she said anything. “Okay, fine. Come on. Let’s go before they come out here looking for me.”

I took her hand in mine, and we sprinted across the parking lot toward my car. I opened the passenger door to let her inside. Once she was in, I closed her in then raced to the other side. In the next few seconds, I had the car cranked and peeling out of the parking lot with a loud whine.

I felt better every time I glanced at my passenger seat to find her sitting there. Today, she was wearing a cheetah-print skirt with a fitted, brown top and some baby-blue heels to match her purse. She was busy texting on her phone, but I didn’t mind. Because of where we were, it didn’t take long to reach our destination.

“Where are we?” she questioned while her eyes surveyed the area.

“You’ll see in a minute. Come on.” I turned the car off then hopped out to open her door for her. After some tussling, I finally got her to hold hands with me as we walked.

“This place looks sketchy,” she admitted after we walked deeper into the alley.

“Don’t worry. You’re safe with me, baby.”