“Aye, shawty. You got a nigga?” I asked. I probably should’ve asked way before this moment, but it was never too late.
“Huh?” She asked as she came out of the room. She was barefoot, but still in the same clothes.
“You got a man?” I said, pointing to the shoes and clothes.
“Oh...nah. That’s my brother’s shit. He stays here from time to time. I mainly have this spot to myself most of the time.” She said while walking over to me and sitting down on the couch with her feet tucked under her.
“And I guess those are his games too?” I said, smirking. I can’t believe the first time I consider giving a chick the D, she was on some side nigga shit. Yeah, she was pretty, but after what I just went through with Aniyah, I wasn’t on that kind of shit.
“Nah, those are mostly mine. His PS4 is in his room. I’m an Xbox girl.”
“You play the game?” I said, not believing her.
“Yeah.”
“Man, that’s my cue to leave. You ain’t gotta lie, shawty. If you got some kind of arrangement with your dude or you on some creeping shit, I don’t want no parts.” I said, getting up, but I got up too fast because the room started spinning. I wasn’t really a drinker, but I downed the liquor as we talked while we were in the club. She grabbed my hand and pulled me back down on the couch.
“Where do you think you’re going like that? Just chill and let it wear off. You want some water?” She asked as she got up and went into the kitchen. She came back out with a bottle of water and handed it to me.
“Thanks,” I said. It was awkward now. She didn’t say anything, but just grabbed her Xbox controller then cut the tv on. She started playing Fallout 4, and I was actually impressed.
“Damn, you’re really good,” I said as I watched her do her thing.
“I know.” She said dryly.
“How long have you been playing?”
“Since I was like twelve. Look, I’m just being nice and letting you sober up a little. You’ve already ruined whatever this was going to be for the night by assuming shit.”
“You’re right. I’m sorry, but I just got out of a situation where I was cheated on, so I’m a little on edge about some shit. I saw the clothes and shoes and assumed something I don’t even know about.”
“Sorry to hear about your situation, but every girl is out here, thottin’ n boppin’.”
“Facts. Can we start over?”
“Ugh...I guess.” She rolled her eyes, trying to avoid the smile that was cracking through.
“You have a pretty smile,” I said.
“I said we can start over. You don’t need to gas me.” She blushed but focused on the game.
“I’m not gassing you, shawty. I mean that. It’s real pretty, and genuine.”
“You have a nice smile too.”
“Thanks.”
“You play?” She asked.
“Yeah, but I always get stuck on this part,” I said then watched as she got up to get the other controller. She handed it to me.
“You’re such a lightweight drinker.” She said after ten minutes of silence since we were so into the game.
“I don’t usually drink, so I don’t know my limit. I prefer to smoke, but I’m out until my boy hooks me up.”
“I got a bag if you are trying to smoke.” She paused the game then walked back into what I assumed was her bedroom. She came out shortly with this Lisa Frank lunchbox.
“I sneak some from my brother for my own stash.” She said, opening the lunch box and taking out a bud and some papers.
“You know how to roll?” She asked.
“Yeah,” I said. She handed me a magazine off the coffee table and I immediately started breaking the bud down, then assembled the blunt.
“How old are you?” I asked while licking and rolling the blunt.
“Why?”
“You look young.”
“I know, people tell me that all the time, but I’ll be twenty-one soon.”
“Me too. When’s your birthday?” I asked.
“May 7.”
“Serious?”
“Yeah.”
“Mine too.”
“I knew there was something that drew me to you.” She said.
“Drew you to me?”
“Yeah. At first, I thought it was because you were the only guy in the section just vibing, but now I think it’s because we share the same kind of energy.”
“Energy?”
“Yeah, energy. You never heard about certain human energy connections in a way like souls.”
“Nah. I don’t really be into shit like that,” I said as I finished up with the blunt. I was about to light it until I remembered she never gave me back my lighter.
“Looking for something?” She said, taking my lighter from behind her. I tried to grab it, but she snatched it back, and I ended up falling on her. I looked into her eyes and immediately felt my heart warming up. I quickly leaned up and moved a seat over. I had no time for feelings and falling in love. That shit was dead for now.
“Here,” She said as she handed me the lighter. I took it from her and lit the blunt, after taking a couple of pulls, I gave it to her. We smoked back and forth until the blunt was gone.
“Does weed make you hot?” She asked, fanning herself.
“Not really,” I said, focused on the game. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her pull her dress over her head. I wasn’t trying to look, but shit, I was curious and horny. I slowly turned to look at her and instantly got hard. Her breasts were perky, and her nipples were dark like chocolate chips. She had a natural hourglass shape. And there were these tribal beads around her waist; they looked sexy as hell.
“You like what you see?” She asked, laughing.
“You aight’” I said, knowing I was lying.
“Aight?” She said as she crawled over to me. She wasn’t
