Page 76 of Dangerous Contract: Part 1

Toya opened her mouth and then closed it.

Meka smiled. “Just say she needs a label. You know I’m right.”

Toya sighed in frustration. “I won’t say it. I don’t care how right you are.” Toya faced Monique. “You need a label, hon. But don’t tell Meka I said that.”

Monique chuckled. She loved her friends. And she was glad they’d rushed over when she’d called them. But she didn’t agree with them. She and Orazio didn’t need any labels right now.

Sure, he called her his girlfriend over a dozen times during the drive here, but that didn’t mean anything. Not really. This was kind of a test run, a trial period to determine if they fit together.

It was a chance for them to get to know each other. After dating her for a few weeks, Orazio may decide they weren’t compatible. Good sex didn’t automatically lead to a good relationship.

Or she may decide that though sex with him was good, beyond good, dating him wasn’t for her. That’s why she didn’t want them to have a label right now. Labels could come after they’d gotten to know each other.

And she’d be okay if they decided to be just friends. Meka snapped her fingers again, bringing Monique’s attention back to her friends.

“Seriously, Monique!” Meka yelled. “What’s going on?”

“She may have banged her head against the headboard too hard,” Toya guessed. “Or maybe he choked her for longer than most BDSM clubs recommend.”

“BDSM clubs?” Meka said, gaze jerking to Toya.

“Don’t judge me. And this is about Monique. Not me and my choking fetish.” Toya faced her. “Monique, stop sitting there smiling like you’re crazy. We want to smile too. Tell us what happened between you and Mr. Cattaneo. We want all the cummy details.”

Monique blushed. “Cummydetails?”

Meka and Toya nodded. She would give them details. But that wasn’t what she’d called them there for. One reason she’d called them there was to let them know that she would be going out tonight.

That way, if she didn’t make it home tomorrow, they’d know who she was with last. Though she wanted to see Orazio again, she wasn’t a fool. He could always change his mind and revert back to his caveman ways.

If that happened, her friends would know what to do. But how did she explain to them what happened without them going crazy and threatening to hunt Orazio down? She’d ease them into it by first giving them what they wanted, the cummy details.

Monique leaned back in her seat and crossed one leg over the other. Smiling, her friends mimicked her, waiting for her to begin.

“It all started in the elevator,” Monique told them.

Their smiles widened.

“Remember the bet I told you all about?” she asked.

Their heads bobbed up and down like bobbleheads.

“Guess who won?”

“Him,” they said in unison.

“Do you have so little faith in my sexual prowess?”

They both nodded.

“Heffas! No, he didn’t win. But he didn’t lose either. It was a tie. We both ended up begging.”

Her friends began squealing and giggling like schoolgirls.

“Then what?” Meka asked, leaning forward in her seat.

Monique proceeded to tell them about the best night of her life. A couple of times, Meka had to grab her cold soda and take a sip.

Even Toya was fanning herself while muttering, “That’s some grade-A porn there.”

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