Page 40 of Giving Him Something He Can Feel

I had maneuvered to the Uber app when I heard somebody in my space. “What’s up shawty, you looking for a ride?”

Not only could I feel this man’s breath on the side of my face, but the landing of his game killed me. “Um no, I’m good.” It was one of the guys from Aylo’s section. One with the creepiest countenance. He gave off one of thoseI take pussyvibes.

“You sure ‘bout that? You seem lost.” He came too close for comfort, so I stepped back creating some distance. “I cou—” he then started but his sentence halted.

“She said she was straight, right? Fuck you was finna do? Take something that don’t belong to you?” My brother’s voice filled the space. Then before old boy could utter a word or even move he was airborne. Tafari’s fist had knocked his ass off his feet. Seconds later bouncers rushed to pick him up and put him out. They didn’t dare approach Tafari, let alone look him in his face. Their main focus was removing the now unconscious man from the doorway.

Of course after that his fiery eyes landed on me. Though I refused to look at him I felt them. “What I tell you, Virtue?”

Finally I looked up at him, irritated because he was on this fathering shit. “No, don’t do this. I’m grown and I make stupid decisions. Everybody does. The absolute stupidest decisions ever but trust me it won’t be made again. I’m swearing off all these niggas.” At this point I was borderline lecturing myself.

He didn’t say anything, but he nodded. I guess that meant I had said almost everything he wanted to say. “Gone ahead and get in the truck. I’m about to head out right now. It’s right out front.” Then he looked to the guy standing next to him before speaking. “Do me a favor and walk her to the truck.”

He nodded and without another word walked me out tomy brother’s truck. Then he held the door open for me to get in, before closing it behind me. I expected him to walk off, but he didn’t. He stood outside scrolling through his phone, and I guess waiting on Fari. I was sitting in the passenger seat for all of what felt like thirty seconds when I heard his voice. His being Cartrek.

“I got her, you good.” Then the door opened. “Get out of the car.” His tone was leveled, but he was pissed. His being contained the same energy I felt when I was in the club, and we locked eyes. Though I wasn’t near him then, I felt him. Now I was close to him and I felt him more than anything. He was more pissed than he was in the club. I can’t say I didn’t find it sexy, but he was definitely angry. But why did I care? He had enough to deal with.

I looked around, before my eyes landed back on him. He couldn’t have been talking to me. Of course he was talking to me, but that didn’t stop me from acting like he wasn’t. “Wha?—”

“Get the fuck out of the car and lets go, Virtue. You got about five seconds before I pick you up and toss yo’ ass over my shoulder.”

Definitely pissed. He didn’t call me Peach. Two could be pissed though, so instead of cowering in his anger I crossed my arms across my chest and settled back into my seat. I wasn’t going anywhere with him, he had better go get old girl who was supposed to be having his baby. I wasn’t even able to get comfortable in my seat before he did exactly what he said he’d do. In one swift motion he had my ass over his shoulder, and he slammed my brother’s car door with all the frustration in the world. Hell. I was shocked the glass in the window didn’t shatter from the force.

“Put me down, Cartrek,” I demanded as he literally carried my ass all the way to his car. Ass on his shoulder and head against his back like a whole ragdoll.

“Nah, ‘cause you can’t fucking listen. Fuck around and get your ears checked or something cause this shit OD,” he mumbled and ranted the whole walk.

Then we reached his car, and instead of putting me down and letting me get in myself, he put my ass in the carlike I was a fucking child. Never mind the fact that he also strapped my seatbelt in before slamming the door.

“Where the fuck is Dorie, while you out here tryna get you and that nigga murked?” he asked as soon as he got into the car on his side.

I hope he didn’t really expect me to answer him, but of course he did.

“I know you fucking heard me.”

“I did, but I’m wondering why you think you can question me like I be?—”

“You sound dumb as hell. As a matter of fucking fact, tonight you was on some dumb ass shit too. Letting that nigga parade you ‘round like you a fucking trophy and you belong to him in that busted ass club.” Yep he was infuriated and here my stupid ass was in the car with him.

“This isn’t the way to my hou?—”

“Think I give a fuck? Where is Adorie?”

“With my parents, damn.” I sighed, irritated with him. “Then where are we going? Take me home.”

He didn’t even bother responding. Instead he reached over and turned the music up to tune me out. One bold ass nigga is what he was, because he didn’t say another word the whole forty-five minute ride to what I assumed was his house. Then when he pulled up, he didn’t bother opening my door. He got out and walked up the path to the house, only waiting for me when he reached the door and noticed I wasn’t behind him.

I had to stop to take off the painful ass heels that I had on my feet. They weren’t comfortable when I put them on and now hours later my feet felt like they were leaving me. By the time I finally reached him, he was unlocking the door. After he had it open, he stepped back allowing me to enter first. Maybe he wasn’t that pissed, but then again he was probably making sure I got in first so I didn’t take off running.

I had never been here before, so I was in awe of the place. Not that the other house wasn’t nice. This one was nicer. High ceilings, fully furnished with earth tones, and unlived in.

I was snapped from my admiration by the sound of him going up some stairs. I decided to follow him, considering I didn’t know where anything was.

As soon as I walked into what I now saw was his bedroom, again I was in awe. Freaking stuck, because why did he come to my place when this was his.

“You fucked that nigga?” His hardened voice filled the space before I felt his eyes on me.

I sighed. “Why do you insist on asking me this when you’re still fucking every bitch with eyes and a tongue?”

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