Page 58 of Meek: Chasing That Gangsta Love
Before I knew it,I dozed off and woke up a little after midnight. I called Meek’s phone, and I knew he’d pick up. That’s one thing he never did and that was ignore my calls.
“You aiight Kish?”He asked when he answered sounding drunk as hell.
I satIndian style on the sofa. “I’m fine, I just want to know if you’re coming home?” I asked.
“Areyou ready for me to come home?”
What kindof question was that? “I didn’t ask you to leave Meek.”
“You didn’t actlike you wanted me to stay either.” He sighed. “I need the old Kish back.”
“The old Kishis tired of being ran all over.”
“I don’t runover you; you just don’t trust a nigga.” He replied.
This was so stupid.“Why aren’t you home Meek?”
“Didyou hear anything I just said Kisha?”
“I shouldn’t haveto beg you though.” I cried. “You know what? Go be with that bitch since she’s more important.”
“See what I’m saying?”He said in disbelief. “What bitch Kisha? Never mind, don’t even answer that; I’ll call you later. Go to bed.” He said hanging up.
That was it!I got my pregnant ass up and went to change into a jogging suit and some Nike’s. Since he wouldn’t come home, I was going to find his ass and make him! We didn’t even run away from our problems as kids so why start now? We were always stronger as one. Whether he got mad at me or not, I was coming for him.
CHAPTER 24
Shit didn’t make any sense to me, it really didn’t pay to be a good nigga out here in these streets. I would never tell Kisha, but the accusing shit was getting old and that would hurt any nigga who was trying their hardest to do right out here in these streets. I’d been staying at the shop around the clock; when I needed to shower, I did the shit right here in bathroom in my office. For the past two days I was drinking heavy, Hennessy straight from the bottle. I was supposed to be working but I really wasn’t doing shit. Now it was after hours, and I was alone. I really did plan on going home tonight but Kisha just didn’t fucking get it.
I putmy drowsy head down on the desk, I didn’t want to be bothered but since Brittany walked in the office, I was forced to look back up. “I thought you was gone?” I frowned.
She stoodthere looking pretty as usual with a light brown wrap dress on. “I was, but I came back because you didn’t look so good.”
I chuckled.“When the fuck you gon’ let up Brittany? All this time I haven’t given you any play and you just won’t let up.”
She sather plump ass on the edge of my desk. “I’m just trying to be your friend, you’re the one all bitter and stuff.”
“I don’t need a friend.”I said.
She smirked.“Well why are you here and not at home?”
Good questionbut I wasn’t falling for it, my business wasn’t for her to know. I focused on her breast since they was staring at a nigga any damn way. I couldn’t lie, she was sexy as fuck and the way her long brown legs flowed under that dress sent a nigga’s dick to full attention. The blood rushed from my brain to the spot, and I needed some pussy bad; I just didn’t want it from her.
She lookedat the dark window. “You should really get some blinds put on that window.”
“You’re the secretary,right? I shouldn’t have to do that; I was waiting on you.” I said.
“I’ll do it tomorrow.”She said standing up walking behind the desk to where I was sitting.
She placedher hands on my shoulders and slowly started to massage. I didn’t know if it was the liquor or the fact that I seriously needed this shit right now, but I didn’t stop her; a massage couldn’t hurt. The problem that I had was when shebent down and placed a soft kiss on my neck. I froze for a second. “Don’t do that shit Brittany. Come on, man.” I grabbed her hand and made her back up.
She was persistent. “Why Meek?”
I turnedaround to face her ready to tell her ass off, but I was greeted with two full breast and some nipples that looked like Hershey kisses right in my face.Damn.
I don’t knowwhat came over me, but I was horny and angry the nerve of her ass to be playing with me like this. I hopped up and gently grabbed her neck. “What the fuck you want from me Brittany? You want me to fuck you? Then you’ll leave a nigga the fuck alone!” I raised my voice.
She lookedin my eyes with no traces of fear. “Fuck me Meek, that’s all I’ve been wanting.” She said trying to kiss me. I dodged her ass and turned her around using my hand to push her head on the desk as she waited in anticipation. I spread her legs and ripped her panties off. She put a natural arch in her back as her round ass stared at me causing me to smack the shit out of it.
