Page 50 of Safest With You
“Oh.” She paused and put her head down. “Well, I guess I can’t invite you to my place tonight.”
“What do you have planned for me?”
“Honestly, nothing. I just wanted to sleep in your arms and see what that feels like again.”
“Oh yeah?”
She blushed and nodded, then licked her lips. “I promise I won’t be on nothing more than that. Don’t need you staying up any longer than necessary.”
“You worry about my rest?”
“Absolutely. I take mine very seriously. I can’t perform at my best let alone teach without eight or more hours of sleep.”
“Ah, is that why you have early afternoon classes instead of morning?” I asked.
I made myself comfortable on the couch and kicked off my shoes. I lay back and kept the phone hovering over me. Brandy cased me with her eyes then smiled when she locked on my face.
“You’ve had your shirt open like that all day?” she asked.
“Yeah. Is that a problem, honeybee?”
“Yeah, it is. I don’t need any other chick feeling how I do when they look at you. You already know how damn sexy you are, Armond. Don’t play with me,” she said with that cute ass attitude I’d seen every so often. Her nostrils would flare and her face would get tight. It was adorable and amusing.
“I didn’t have it like this all day. I was bullshitting, but that face was worth it.” I laughed.
“Oh, fuck you, Armond.” She laughed then slapped the phone as if she were slapping my arm.
“I would never disrespect you like that, Brandy. I don’t give these chicks nothing extra to look at. You ain’t ever got to worry. Feel it?”
Her eyes lowered and I would’ve sworn she just came all over herself the way she was staring at me. That shit had me ready to head over there and say fuck it. If I didn’t sleep, then I just didn’t sleep. The forty-five-minute drive wouldn’t be shit for real.
“Give me an hour and I’ll be over there. Aight, mama?”
“Sounds good to me, Mon Mon,” she said sweetly.
“Mon Mon? This my new name now?”
“Yep.” She put on a big smile and batted those lashes at me. Shit, she could call me whatever she wanted long as Bish wasn’t one of those words.
“Alright. I think I can stand that.”
I sat up then headed to my room. Reaching the en suite, I turned on the water for the shower then placed my phone against the mirror. I stared at Brandy as I slowly undressed. She was biting that bottom lip by the time I had my shirt unbuttoned.
She liked it when I teased her. I didn’t even have to get out of my drawers for her to be turned on. She found comfort in being with a man like me in her little ways. She was breaking that shell down little by little. She chose me just as much as I chose her and I was going to show her why she chose correctly every chance I got.
I didn’t have to be extra with her for her to feel me and know I’m him with every conversation, every kiss, every damn moment we were together. I wanted us to fall for each other more and more each day. This was my baby and I wasn’t going to let up.
“What, we about to be watching each other take showers, Mon Mon?”
“Only if you want to. I’m not about to pressure you, mama.”
“I’ll see you soon?”
“Soon, honeybee.”
“Okay, then I’m okay with getting off. I ain’t pressed.” She giggled.She was damn pressed.
“If I hang up, you’re going to be all pouty and shit when I get there. I don’t need all that. Get your pretty ass in the shower,” I replied.
