Page 30 of Halo: Tales Of A Hitman

I have no idea what it was because I do not live anywhere with someone I just met. I’m just not that bold but for some reason I trusted Halo.

“Don’t make me regret this.”

“Never.”

I went and told Siren that I was about to leave with Halo.

“You do know he’s.” She made a face that I understood.

“I already know it’s not like that. We are about to hangout. What about you and Blake? Y’all are two seconds from having sex in the club.”

Me and her cracked up then she said, “No way! We were just kissing, even though I wanted to go home with her. I am going home alone because women give in to Blake a lot. I want more than sex and she’s about to see that tonight. Have a good time with Halo and you know I will fill you in on everything tomorrow.”

I hugged her then left the club with Halo.

“Your apartment is very nice. Is this all you?” I asked him.

After we took our shoes off and we walked through the hallway to his dining and living room I was impressed.

“Thank you. Yeah, I decorated my entire place.” He answered me.

The walls were white and he had a wide desert mural on the wall. It went with his burgundy couch, cream throw pillows, and cream area rug.

His dining room table was wood and glass. I liked the two tall cactuses plants by the window. I saw he had two poles that held large speakers on them. Instead of a television that most people had in their living room. Halo had a projector machine.

“You have excellent taste. Please tell me you have some food in your refrigerator!”

We got to his kitchen, and he turned the light on. My stomach started grumbling, swear I eat like a pregnant person when I’m drunk.

“Already ahead of you, I eat like a nigga from 600lbs life when I knock back alcohol!”

I screamed laughing as I sat down on the stool. “Me too! What’cha got?”

“Sloppy Joe with Hawaiian rolls.”

“Yes!”

I got up when he took the ground beef out of the refrigerator. Since he was making it from scratch, I decided to help. My mama and I have made this a million times, and it was easy. Soon, we had a rhythm going and the ingredients cooking.

“You like cheese on your sloppy joe too?” I asked him when I saw he took some sharp cheddar cheese slices out.

“Yup, can’t eat it without it.”

“Me neither.” I told him.

Halo got the plates out and I toasted the Hawaiian rolls. We each had two and pilled the sloppy joe on it, melted the cheese and were ready to eat.

“Oh my God this is so good.” I admitted after I took my first bite.

Halo took his and agreed then he passed me a cold Arizona fruit punch drink.

“Yeah, this shit slaps. So, what is it with you?”

“What do you mean?” I asked him confused.

“Why I got’chu in my place, feeding you and chillin’.”

I laughed and wiped my mouth, “Because you asked me too silly!” I did not know if it was the tequila that had him talking that way or what, but it was funny.