Page 22 of For the Love of City
While we were talking I saw Porsha take a seat a few tables away. I wasn’t sure if she was just not interrupting or if she wasn’t really fucking with me like that. I stared too long because Travis’ ass just had to say something.
“Heyyy, Porsha!”
She smirked before looking up at the two of us with a nod. “Heyyy, Travis.”
“I’m bout to head out but look out for my boy and his antisocial ass will you?”
She glanced between the two of us before she grinned and picked up her toast. “I’ll do what he allows me to.”
“See, you already know how he moves.” He pat me on the back again signaling he was leaving. “Be easy, bruh.”
“You too.”
I watched him walk out and even as the doorman opened up the door for him I was still watching his back out of habit. I didn’t bother sitting back down at our table and instead made my way over to where Porsha’s pretty ass was sitting. She played like she ain’t see me coming but the smile on her face that she was trying to hide was the evidence of her joy at me coming her way.
Instead of saying too much I just stood over her watching as she ate.
“You not speaking?” She tried to keep her tone light but I could hear the thread of censure in her voice. Almost as though I was playing into the idea she already had about me and my dick. Since nothing was further from reality I had to set the record straight.
“Didn’t know how you wanted to handle shit. You sashayed your pretty ass in here like you own this whole hotel and ain’t even say a word.”
That reprimand got her attention and she put down the fork she’d used to demolish the French toast on her plate. Couldn’t blame her cause that shit was good as fuck.
“Handle shit? I thought it was a one-night stand but I didn’t think that meant I had to ignore you moving forward. You don’t think that’ll have people looking at us funny?”
“I gotta be honest, I ain’t been handled that way, if ever. I mean, I’m not trying to lock you down, but one night might not have been enough.” I was lying my ass off because part of me wanted to lock Porsha’s pretty ass down. She was smart as shit, already got along with my people, fine as hell and she was about her business. That pussy was top-notch and her vibe was everything. I’d been crushing on P since I met her but I knew if I told her that shit she’d run her ass away from me so fast I wouldn’t have a chance to win her. So I was playing this bullshit ass game for now.
She smirked at my honesty, which was only part of what I really wanted to say. Porsha’s pretty round browns glanced around the room quickly before turning to me. They immediately filled with lust and I knew she was reliving the hurting I’d put her walls through just a few short hours ago.
“Arrangements can be made.”
She again was trying to keep it light but I could tell she was gone be a woman I had to press in order to move her forward.
“Oh, you trying to keep my dick on standby for you?” I faked annoyance drawing a laugh from her that deepened the smile on her face.Swear she was the most beautiful thing I’d seen grace earth.
“I know you got otherpassengers, but I’m definitely more than happy to catch a ride when you’re willing.”
“You wrong there,no passengers on my plane. But not you putting a lease plan on my dick.”
Shit, she could put in the ownership papers because despite the few women I’d hooked up with since I got out, none of them held my interest the way Porsha had. Even when I tried to put them in a spot of significance in my life, it didn’t fit which is why I stopped trying and waited on a chance to shoot my shot.
She leaned forward and licked her lips as she eyed me hungrily. I wasn’t doing too much in the jeans and polo I’d thrown on because the trip was last minute. “I’ll even put something down on it to sweeten the deal.”
I rubbed my face hating the way I had to wash her scent off of it this morning. I was hoping to play my cards right to have her scent soaked into my skin again soon. “Pretty, you better know better than to talk to me like that. You wake this muthafucka up, ain’t gone be much more talking between us.”
Her eyes went to my dick and he bobbed like he was doing the Bankhead bounce to show her just how much she needed to heed my warning.
“Lyric and Grant are off doing very married people things right now. It ain’t like she’s checking for us or what we’re doing. We can stay in the city or head back to Texas. I’m down for whatever.”
I hesitated because that shit sounded good, but I knew there was a catch. I needed her to clarify if this was gone be some real shit or if she was putting a time limit on us again.
“How long do I have you for?”
She shrugged her shoulders before tossing her hair back like she was carefree. “They’re back in a week. Give me the best you got until then.”
My heart kicked up and the same excitement I would get when it was time to do some dirt started to flow through me. “Sounds like a challenge.”
“Sounds more like a fun ass staycation filled with the mutual pleasure we’ve both been wanting to experience for a minute now.”
