Page 40 of Halo: Tales Of A Hitman

Story moved her faced forward in mine, “No problem, Halo. You can get a hug from me anytime.”

“Real shit?”

That one dimple appeared when she smiled then answered, “Real shit.”

We shared a little similar laugh then I think we both realized how close we were. Story looked me in my eyes then I saw her look at my lips. My heart started beating in a way that it never had before when she came closer.

Her lips looked plush, full, and tasty but she was getting too close and my reflexes were to hesitate.

“Story.” I whispered her name.

“Shit. I am so sorry, sorry.” She jumped up from me and off the bed. It was as if I cracked an egg over her head.

“You don’t have to say sorry----

“Yes, I do. I don’t even know why I let myself do this. It’s not what I want at all.”

“Fuck does that mean?”

Story’s eyes watered but I couldn’t react to that because I needed her to answer me.

“Halo, I already know you’re bi-sexual and that’s not the kind of man I want.”

I laughed and that made her pissed off. “It’s not funny that I just humiliated myself!”

“You didn’t humiliate yourself Story. And I am not bi-sexual or gay at all. But I know you got that from either ya’ sister or everyone else. They wrong though, I’m straight. I laughed because you had the same face that my family has. Except at least with you, you’ve e said the words out loud to me.”

Story stood on the other side of her bed looking confused. “Then it’s me you don’t like. Of course, Dallas is more your speed.” She wiped her tears and turned her back to me.

“Dallas and I don’t have shit going on and we never have.”

She turned back around and got frustrated, “Then what is the problem Halo because I’m done guessing and making assumptions.”

“You’re not the problem…I just…This shit is.” I ran my hand down my face again. “I don’t do this sort of thing Story.”

She massaged her head and looked like she was about to blow. Calmly she said, “I just told you that I was done guessing and making assumptions. Tell me what you mean?”

Was I about to tell this fine ass girl the truth about myself? What if she laughs at me or calls me all kinds of lame? Out of all the times in my life, I couldn’t recall being more ashamed and insecure than this. But looking at her and how she was begging for some answers made me fold.

“Kissing, being intimate, I don’t do that. It’s not that I don’t do that I have never done it…any of it.” I gestured from the bed then to her.

Story followed my hands and looked at me like she was speechless. “Wait, you are telling me…What exactly are you saying Halo?”

I blew out of my mouth and just said it, “I’ve never kissed a woman before. I’ve never had sex before.” I made sure to keep looking her in her eyes.

“Get out Halo.”

“Huh?” I asked her to repeat that because before I flip out, I want to make sure I heard her right.

“I said get out! For you to stand in my face and lie to me is pathetic and pointless!”

“I ain’t lying!”

“Yes, you are! You want me to believe you, the man who looks like that! With brothers and a cousin like you have! Clearly you have money and influence because I saw it at Blake’s party! You want me to believe that not only have you never kissed a woman but you’re also a virgin!”

“Yes! Fuck would I lie for!!?” She and I were shouting at each other so loud.

“I don’t know and I don’t care! Just take your lies and go!”