Page 45 of Simply Complicated
“Nothing much. Just wondering why my girlfriend is preferring to come out here instead being back inside with me where it’s nice and warm?” He looks into my eyes. His eyes smile back with an invitation I’ll soon accept.
I let out a heavy sigh and feel the tension release from my shoulders. “Just thinking about the future.”
“Oh?” He glances up at the stars. “It doesn’t sound like you’re looking forward to it.”
“I don’t know what it is first. I hope it’s a good one but it’s always the fear of the unknown, you know…” I leave the words hanging.
“Fear of what’s going to happen between us?” He finishes and looks over at me.
I meet his gaze. His eyes have turned into a chocolate brown. “I remember the look you gave me when you were at my home for the first time. How mortified you were when you heard sirens. You see, all that rap music you like may talk about the hood life but once you’re actually there, it’s a different ball game.”
“You’re not dying to stay there, neither, Keisha.” He retorts. “You’ve made it pretty obvious you don’t want to live there anymore.”
I rub my head and feel the small curls pop up. I really need a touch-up. “You ever wonder why people stay in bad relationships knowing there won’t be a good outcome? It’s because they’re used to the drama of it. It’s like a warm blanket. You know it’s coming, you know it’ll eventually blow over, and then things will be back to normal. That’s how my neighborhood is. It occasionally has its problems, but I’m used to it.” I look back up at the stars. “You can take the girl out of the ‘hood, but you can’t take the ‘hood out of the girl.”
“You really think I want to change you.” Savior gives a half-chuckle and half-smirk. “That’s rich.”
“Well, don’t you?” I press. “Isn’t that the whole goal behind what you’re doing here?”
“What am I doing here, Keisha?” Savior’s voice is calm but there’s a bite of anger behind the words. “I thought I was loving and spoiling you.”
“It feels too good to be true and I’m right to question it.” I defend. “I’m sorry if I never had a rich guy who gave me a car within a week of knowing him.”
There’s a small silence between us and I hear Savior take a deep breath. “Would it have been better if Jalen gave you the car?” He asks.
It was like a gunshot to the heart. Savior went straight for the jugular and didn’t even hesitate. It’s a question I had silently wondered but never dared to ask because I knew if Jalen gave me the car, it would’ve been worse in many ways.
Yet, it doesn’t seem that much better that Savior gave it to me. “There’s a song lyric I like that applies to you. It’s from Teddy Pendergrass.” I slowly begin. “I’m going to let it go.”
Savior grins and nods. “I have another Teddy Pendergrass lyric I like,” he turns towards me and his eyes glitter with eroticism and desire, “close the door and let me blow your mind.”
I swallow and blow out a small breath. His gaze was smoldering and my body became aware of who Savior Ellison was and his impact on me. He was provoking me, testing me to see how far I would let him go, and move in for the attack once he had me where he wanted me.
The throbbing between my thighs increased at a fever pitch and I become disoriented. Just looking at how heated his eyes had become, I feel small pings of desire take over my body. Savior had an insatiable appetite for sex and he loves to prove it to me at every chance. My sex silently demanded his cock while my brain wanted out. “I was trying to break up with you.”
“And I’m trying to blow your back out.” Savior slowly blinks at me and his lips curve into that delicious, taunting smile. “Seems like we’re at an impasse.”
There’s a small ache and thump in my panties. My body naturally craves Savior’s cock and himself. Each time I’m around him, there’s a yearning that bubbles underneath the surface I can’t explain. All I know is I’m constantly on alert when I’m around him, and I never had. I ignore the feeling for now and focus on our conversation. “You’re seriously going to wait for me while I’m up at college for two years?”
“It’s not like I won’t be able to see you during the weekends, and you won’t be down during the holidays. Whatever happens, happens. But I can’t quit you nor can I drink you out of my memory. Trust, I’ve already tried. I would rather fail miserably knowing that I gave it my all than to give up so soon and wonder what could’ve been.” He rubs my bald head. “Need a trim?”
My heart is spinning and my head is just as dizzy. Savior has that affect on women. If he’s not willing to give up so soon, neither should I. “I do,” I softly reply.
“Let me line you up real quick.” He suggests and I shoot him a disbelieving look. I know better than let white hands near a black woman’s head. “If I mess up, you can wear a head wrap.”
I begin to walk back inside the home. “If you mess up, I’m whupping your ass all the way back to Inglewood.” I warn him.
Savior gives my ass a smack. “Ooh, I love it when you talk dirty to me.”
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“To support myself in college, I did hair cuts.” Savior massages my head before he applies some shaving cream on it. He didn’t just apply any kind but rather, Magic. Yeah. He’s getting all the dick sucking he can handle tonight. “Grades paid for grants and tuition, but anything else, my dad wanted me to earn my way. He didn’t want me to lean on him at any time during school or after.”
Despite my feelings towards Thomas, I respect his parenting style. My daddy is the same way. I know he has money stashed away for me in other accounts but he wants me to earn my own. While I appreciate the lesson, it’s a hard one. I’ve never been poor but I’ve neve been balling. Broke is a level I’m all too familiar with.
“I perfected my style without having to step foot inside a barbershop.” Savior explains. “Learned from my fellow Brothers how to cut, trim, fade, all of that.”
We’re in his monstrous master bathroom where he has a barber chair in front of a mirror. He has the biggest tub I’ve ever seen in my natural born life along with a just as equally huge shower that rains overhead. There are two toilets with their own room and ventilation and two sinks. He clearly designed this home with a future wife in mind. “You know how to do fades?” I question. I’m rather impressed.
