Page 30 of Tangled Hearts
Noir licked her lips enjoying the moisture on his well-kempt skin. The diamonds dancing around his neck had nothing on his sun kissed melanin, the color of sand. “A friend,” she replied.
“Shit, can I be your friend?” Christian asked, eyeing the dips in her hips.
“There’s two of them.” Knycole rolled her eyes to the sky.
Hov chuckled. He knew how Noir got down but never judged. He just hoped Christian didn’t get fooled by the pretty smile and baby face. Noir was a man eater. “Leave them people alone,” he said to Knycole.
“Trust, I am. She can handle herself.” Knycole shifted her body.
Christian and Noir ignored them and continued their conversation with smiles and giggles. They both had lust in their eyes while Paul watched in anger. He couldn’t believe Noir was publicly playing in his face. He didn’t care about them having no titles. He felt disrespected because he was the one to invite her,so he felt the claim to her was his. Sadly, he was mistaken. Noir prided herself on being free to do whatever with whomever, and she did it unapologetically. No matter how disrespected he felt, he knew he couldn’t approach Christian, or his life would be cut too soon. Instead of watching in envy, he grabbed hold of one of the local hood rats, in hopes of making Noir jealous.
“How many of them you dun’ had?” Hov nodded towards the wine cooler in her hand.
Knycole looked down at the almost finished drink. “Two.” She smiled.
“Yea, it’s time for you to go home.” He chuckled with a serious expression.
Noir heard him in between her conversation with Christian. “Uh-un. Don’t try to make her leave.” She pouted, knowing how Hov got with Knycole.
“I ain’t trying to hear none of that. You bring yo’ ass on too,” he said.
Christian grabbed his keys from his pocket. “Aye, I’ll take her home.”
“You cool with him?” Hov looked at Noir.
She bit into her lip. “Yea. I’ll call y’all when I get home,” she said shyly.
Hov made eye contact with Christian. He didn’t care who the nigga was. When it came to those two, he was waging war on any and everybody. “Let’s go,” he said to Knycole, who didn’t hesitate to grab his hand and follow him out the house.
As they walked out, her stride halted causing Hov to bump into her from the back. The feeling of his thick manhood on her back was more than she’d bargained for. A drunk girl stumbled past them and his thick hands gripped her midsection. She prayed he didn’t feel the million butterflies fluttering in her belly. Once he was sure the path was clear, he continued their stride, never removing his hands.
On edge, Knycole slid into the car with Hov following closely behind her. The night air had cooled, leaving a small patch of goosebumps on her skin. That along with being so close to him.
“Can you turn the heat on? I’m cold as hell,” she requested with her arms wrapped around her body.
“Hell nah. Your hot ass should’ve put some damn clothes on,” he fired back, starting the car up.
Kissing her teeth, she looked in the back seat for a jacket. “You’re a real life hater, and red doesn’t look good on you.”
His eyes followed her movements as he came to a red light. “You that damn cold for real?” Hov didn’t wait for her to respond as he pulled his Shirt from his body and passed it to her.
It had been a while since she’d really seen him shirtless, and the sight of him was better than she remembered. Even at a young age, tattoos covered his chest and right arm. But that thick one across his neck made him too fine, even for her.
“Wouldn’t it have been better to just turn the heat on?” Knycole sassed, pretending not to like looking at his bare chest.
His broad shoulders shrugged. “I’m rolling, so I’m hot, and that heat ain’t gon’ do shit for me. Either you want the shirt, or you want to be cold. Either way, I ain’t turning the heat on.”
Kicking her feet childlike, she settled on his shirt. The ride over to her house was quiet and calm like the night air. With her mind on her father and Rock, she wondered how long five thousand would last her,realistically. Currently, Nick was paying the bills, but she wasn’t sure how long that would last. She needed a plan B, and quick, because regardless of what was going on in her life, she wasn’t going to fold. Too many people were already betting on her crumbling.
“What was you celebrating?” She looked over at Hov with wide eyes. Naturally, she was nosey, plus, she hated the silence.
“Still trying to be nosey, huh?” His deep voice heightened with amusement. “I didn’t want to say because too many earswas around. But, um, I’m about to move some real weight and get to this real money.”
Knycole’s eyes grew while the wheels turned in her head. “That’s why you were over there with Christian,” she mumbled.
“Huh?”
“I was talking to myself.”
