Page 27 of Too Many One Nights

“Now, wassup? I know it has to be something because this is the second time you came to me for a counseling session. That’s usually Kilo’s job.” He smirked.

He was right. I usually talked to Kilo because this nigga was never serious about shit. I didn’t have a choice right now, so I had to talk to his ass. Scrubbing my hand down my face, I leaned back in the chair and told him all about me taking Goldie back to my crib and telling her she had to stay there before dipping out.

“Nigga, this is the second time that you’ve left that damn girl in your home. You’re treating her like a gah damn hostage,” he frowned. “You think this shit is ideal for her?”

“The fuck else was I supposed to do?”

“Not kidnap her ass,” he countered. “What you gone do if she leaves?”

“She’s still there.”

“But for how long?”

The waitress brought my bottle back before I had the chance to respond. After taking a much needed gulp straight to the head, I let the bottle dangle between my gapped legs. “I’on know. I mean, I didn’t know what else to do to get to know her and when we’re at Linc’s, I avoid her ass, and she does the same.” I took another swig from my bottle.

“It doesn’t help that Armani is up y’all’s ass every time you turn around. I say go talk to the girl—with some sense.” He cut his eyes at me. “See what she’s on and y’all go from there. She doesn’t seem like the type to trap you, and I know shit happens.” He shrugged.

I took another swig. “I hope I’on have to kill another bitch for playing me,” I mumbled, or so I thought.

“Everybody ain’t Joi, bro,” he voiced. I gave him a confused look. “I may have been young, but I wasn’t stupid. I ain’t like the bitch and I knew she was sneaky. I saw her with dude plenty times but I ain’t say shit because you didn’t believe shit nobody said about that hoe. That was one of those situations that you had to put your hands on in order to believe it.” He shrugged. I just shook my head because I should’ve known his nosy ass knew something.

“I hear you. Just make sure you take your own advice when it comes to Kasha. That’s a grown ass woman. She knows what she wants, and as much as I love her like a sister, I’d dead her ass if she played with you.” I was dead ass, too. I knew Stacks was feeling Kasha, but he was young, so she minimized it to a crush. But he’s been applying a lot of pressure lately.

“And I’m a grown ass man. I know what I’m doing. You just make sure you don’t stress that girl out while she’s carrying my nephew.” He smirked at the last part of his statement, and I only shook my head. I thought about having kids with Joi, but the shit never happened. After the shit went down with us, I never entertained the idea again or took another bitch serious. I had to laugh at myself because life had a fucked up sense of humor.

I spent a few more hours at the club until I ran across this thick, fine ass chocolate chick. She had one of those asses that you could see from the front. I knew that shit was brought, but that ain’t had shit to do with me. As long as she was able to throw that muthafucka back, that’s all I cared about. Once I secured her for the night, I told Stacks I was leaving. When he saw I wasn’t alone, he shook his head. We made it back to my hoe pad in record time and the moment we got inside, my dick was down her throat, but I couldn’t get into the shit. No matter how much I tried to block the shit out, Goldie’s pretty ass kept popping into my head.

“Aye, get up and get on ya knees and put that ass in the air.” Maybe her mouth was just trash, I thought. After securing the condom on, I slapped her ass before sliding my semi-hard dick inside of her. I knew my shit wasn’t all the way hard, but this muthafucka still didn’t have no push back. I pushed all the way inside and still couldn’t feel shit. Frustrated, I pushed this hoe on her face.

“You and your wide ass pussy need to leave,” I spat.

“Excuse you, nigga?” She had the nerve to be offended.

“I’on repeat myself. You heard exactly what I said, and I would advise you to take heed of the shit before you piss me the fuck off more than I am.” I stood before her with a deadly grimace on my face waiting for her to get that canyon she calls a pussy out my fuckin’ face. I didn’t bother with saying shit else. I went inside of the bathroom to flush the condom and wash my dick off. When I came back, Grand Canyon was gone. Sighing, I grabbed my jeans and slipped them back on before grabbing my keys. I noticed the few dollars I had in my pocket were gone.

“I’m gone kill that bitch whenever I run across her ass again.”

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By the time I went upstairs, it was after three in the morning. All the lights were on upfront. I don’t know if she left them on for me or not, but I turned them off before going into my bedroom to shower and take my ass to bed.

When I woke up the next day, it was almost noon. I went inside of my bathroom to relieve my bladder and handle my hygiene before going to holla at Goldie. After making sure I was straight, I stepped out of my room and across the living room to find her in the kitchen.

“What you doing in here?” I asked, startling her.

“Shit.” She frowned. “I was getting some juice if it’s okay with you,” she sassed. She had a fly ass mouth that I wanted to fuck into submission, but that’s how we got in the situation we’re in now.

“I didn’t ask for the smart ass commentary.” I frowned. “You ate?” I asked.

“No.” She rolled her eyes.

“Aight. Go get dressed.” When I said that, that’s when I noticed she was only in one of those skintight two piece shits all the females be wearing.

“I’m good,” she countered, as she rinsed her glass out.

“It wasn’t a suggestion. Go get dressed so we can get the shit you need and something to eat.” She stared at me blankly before storming off. Before she could get past me, I gripped her small arm. Not rough, which surprised me, but enough to get her to stop.

“Chill all that out.” She looked up at me and her expression softened some. “Meet me back here in an hour.” She didn’t respond, but I still let her arm go and watched as her fat ass disappeared down the hall.

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