Page 43 of Save Room for Us

“Am I?” I walked off, leaving Unique’s crazy ass to talk shit.

I ordered a drink and whipped my iPhone out while I waited for it to be made.

Me: Why you not at the grand opening?

Baby girl: Wasn’t in the mood. I have too much to do around here and the trial prep has taken a lot out of me.

Baby girl: I’ll be at the next one. I sent Scotland a gift though.

I smirked, grabbing my drink and going to sit down. I felt Milan on my heels, and like clockwork, she slid into a nigga’s lap.

Me: You good to the people you care about.

Me: I like that.

Baby girl: So are you. Them hood niggas don’t love you just because you’re Asif St. Thomas, I don’t care what you say. You’re just a good person.

I read her message several times, only stopping when Milan put her hand over my screen.

“What?” I frowned.

“So you’re gonna be on your phone all night?” She sucked her teeth.

“Calm down.” I spoke against her ear. “Don’t start that shit tonight. I ain’t in the fucking mood. Either you enjoy the time you get or take yo’ ass on, but I’m not for the complaining shit.”

When I pulled back, she nodded.

Me: I appreciate that baby.

Fuck it.

Me: What you doing?

Some song by Chris Brown dropped, getting people excited, including Milan. Rising from my lap she started to pop her ass above me, before dropping in my lap roughly, on purpose, grinding against my dick.

Baby girl: Reading some articles on ancient medicine.

Me: Sounds like a good ass time.

Baby girl: Lol! Very funny. It’s interesting to me.

Me: I wanna read too.

Baby girl: you don’t have to do things I like.

Me: I know. I want to. You interesting as fuck to me so I’m into what you be into.

Baby girl: Well this one is about how they used urine to treat certain illnesses. Wanna be my guinea pig?

I grinned, typing my reply, but looked up for a second to see Analicia glaring at me. I was confused until I realized Milan was in my lap, grinding hard on a nigga.

“Aye, I’ll be right back.” I shot Milan the same line from moments ago and slid from under her.

Leaving out of the salon, I hopped in my whip to get back to my conversation with Anastazia.

Me: You the only woman I would ever let pee on a nigga. Can I at least taste the pussy first?

Baby girl: oh my gosh!

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