Page 13 of So Special: Fanatic Love

She gently took him from Asher and held her grandson. She stared down at him before a smile broke. When she looked up there was a tear in her eye. “Y’all gone bout y’all business. Let me show off my gran.” This lady, Asher’s dad, and sister walked out the room like it was nothing.

“I’m not sure, did that go well?” I asked. I was confused as hell right now. “Asher, is your little dick homie gone?”

His head snapped in my direction, but he didn’t say shit. As he still looked at me, he said, “Katniss, let me talk to you for a minute.” After he finally took his eyes off me, he walked over to Katniss, took her hand, then pulled her out of the room.

“I guess it’s just me and you with your hot ass,” Zane commented after they closed the door behind them. His eyebrow arched, matching the top corner of his lip.Sexy ass.

Zane’s hair was a low cut caesar. The beard he sported was full and connected to a mustache. I normally didn’t care for men who had pierced ears, but he made it look good as hell. His arms were huge as a happy fuck and had full tattoo sleeves on both of them. The black fitted T-shirt showed off all of the packs under it.

I smoothly walked over to him and got into his space. He towered over my five feet, six inches height. “I’m a hot ass because I know what I want?”

His head tilted down with slightly tight eyes on me. He didn’t say anything for a moment. When he did speak, his words were comical. “Groupies know what they want too.”

All I could do was laugh. “A woman knowing what she wants makes her a groupie? That is an interesting premise. Narrow minded but interesting.” I took a step back because my damn neck lowkey hurt from standing so close to him with my neck bent back to look at him. “First, a majority of groupies want to be with any dick that has pockets. They also want to be publicly connected to that dick regardless of who it is. Also, most groupies do not respect relationships or marriage.

“By the way, are you in a relationship, married, gay, bisexual, or have a baby mama?” These days those needed to be the first questions that were asked because these dudes were reckless as hell. I would not be caught off guard.

Zane’s face contorted like I’d just cussed him out. “What kind of question is am I gay or bisexual?” After I told him a good one, he confirmed that he was neither gay nor bisexual. He also was not in a relationship of any kind and had no children that he knew of.

“Alright, now that we have that out of the way. Let me be clear. I want the dick, not the connection. I have no desire to be seen with you in public or to have you finance me. Now, I won’t ask, but if you offer, I will not decline.” I paused to let that sink in. “I don’t block blessings. All I want is for you to fuck me amazingly and I will do the same in return.”

His facial expression said everything that I needed to know. His ego wasn’t used to what I wanted. Sure, hos wanted him and more than likely he thought I was one of them. Luckily, I wasn’t concerned with his thoughts of me because I knew who I was.Hos wanted him, but they wanted all the other shit too. I didn’t want or need it. I wasn’t looking nor did I need for him to in any way be or even imitate being my man.

Before he could respond or I could say anything more, Katniss came back into the room. I tried to gauge her mood. She didn’t seem mad or irritated. “Hey, Daisy, come on. Ashtan is going to stay here, but we’re going to go.”

My head bucked back. She had me fucked up. “The fuck you say? I’m not leaving until I at least get a plate.”

“Come on. Mrs. Wilson said the food is ready except the seafood boil,” Katniss said before she turned on her heel. She stopped before she opened the door and peeked over her shoulder. “See you tonight, Zane.”

Tonight! What was going on tonight?Let me find out what this girl planned.

My girland her baby daddy planned a chill night at a local hookah lounge. Katniss still wanted to be discrete about publicly being out with Asher, so arrangements were made for us to have a private section that was obscure from the rest of the patrons. That was cool with me because again, I didn’t want to be publicly linked to Zane either in any way.

Asher’s mother decided that she wanted to spend time with her grandson, therefore, she asked to keep him overnight. Ashtan was a very friendly baby. Too friendly if you ask me, but he got that honest from his friendly ass mama. When Mrs. Wilson asked him if he wanted to come with her, his little ass nodded his head with excitement. It could have also been the rib he had in his mouth.

I was dressed and waiting for Katniss to get dressed. We decided to get ready at her apartment since it was closer to the hookah lounge. When I heard the bedroom door open from where I sat on the couch in the living room watching television, I turned my attention to her. “Nope, carry your ass back in the damn room and change. We not doing this today.”

She looked down at herself. “What’s wrong?” I didn’t dignify her with a response. She examined her outfit in the mirror that was on the wall outside of her bedroom. “What’s wrong with what I’m wearing, Daisy?”

She already knew that I was about to jump down her throat. “Katniss, you know how to dress when we go out. I’ve never seen you dress like you were going to a job interview or some shit. If you don’t go back in that room and act like you’re about to go out with a fine ass nigga.”

“Girl, no one is worried about Asher Kane.” Katniss waved me off. “Just because I chose not to wear a skirt for easy access doesn’t mean I’m not cute.” She side-eyed me. “Ole exhibitionist ass.”

I stood up and smoothed out my cute little skirt. “Whatever, bitch. We’re in a closed section for privacy, so why not use it?”

Yeah, I was risqué and liked to fuck anywhere, anytime. The type of dude that Zane seemed to be, I knew he carried condoms with him. Yes, if he let me, I planned to fuck him right there in the section. I wanted to see just how much fun I would have with my new roster player.

Katniss talked all that shit, but I bet she took her ass in her bedroom and changed her clothes. Now she had on a pair of fitted distressed jeans with a sexy pair of heels. I loved the T-shirt that she’d cut up into a cute style. She let me know that Asher texted her to let her know they were already there and in the section. There was security in front of the section that knew to let us in.

“I’ve never been here, but I heard they have good wings,” Katniss said as we walked through the hookah lounge. The music volume was low enough for the patrons to talk to each other without having to yell. “Oh, and I heard their lemon drops are good as well.”

I shook my head. “Ah shit! Your ass about to get fucked up,” I said with a giggle. “Asher might get some more fan pussy after all.”

We walked up to the section that Asher instructed us to via text and like he said there was security. The burly guy asked Katniss to verify her identity with her state issued identification.Well, damn.Once that was done, he pulled the curtain back to reveal Asher and Zane.This nigga is fine as fuck!

Zane sat there with his legs gapped. I bet he had a big ole dick. My delight rose as I walked over and sat next to him. “What’s up, Zane? How was the cookout after we left?” I really didn’t care, but I chose to start the conversation. “Did Asher’s mighty ho leave?”

He tittered. “You hell, I swear.” He took a pull from the hookah. “For your first question, it was cool as fuck, but all of their shits be a vibe.” Another pull. “For the second, I didn’t see her for the rest of the event, but I wasn’t looking for her. She’s not my bitch.”

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