Page 22 of Regancy & Savior
It was that mouth that attracted me to her in the first place. “Regancy.”
“Savior. I changed my jeans because you asked me to, but right now?—”
“Since you brought them up, you can definitely drop them before you come here.” I saw the amusement in her face, but I also saw the lust in them too. She knew the vibes. I cursed myself the moment I watched her stand to her feet and realized I didn’t bring condoms. I didn’t plan shit that was going on right then,so I didn’t have shit on me. The more fucked-up thing was that I didn’t wanna fuck up the moment. The anticipation of feeling her bare was killing me, so I dropped the condom thought and promised myself that I’d pull out of the pretty brown beauty in front of me and not slip up like I did the last time we were there.
Before I knew it, she was climbing into my lap and lowering herself onto me with her teeth buried in her bottom lip. Even her fucking pleasure faces were beautiful. Everything with Regancy was different, and I fucking hated it. It all made me aware of how fucking obsessed with her I really was.
I glared at this goofy-looking ass nigga Zay, and I shook my head. He was high as fuck and couldn’t do shit right, even when he wasn’t out of his fucking mind high. It was five in the fucking morning, and I should’ve still been in bed wrapped up in Regancy, but instead, I was looking at his stupid ass face. Somehow, his pickup was short, and he didn’t know how he couldn’t explain it to Reese, so Reese called me. I couldn’t for the life of me understand how since that nigga was older than me, but then again, it happened a lot. Age didn’t mean shit when it came to how smart a nigga was in reality.
“I promise you, cuz. Gimme two days, and I’ll find the short,” he pleaded.
Against my better judgment, I nodded and agreed to give him the days. “Two days, Zay, and if I don’t get my money, even yo’ mama’s angel won’t be able to keep me off yo’ stupid ass.”
He nodded. He knew better than to give me any of that back-talk shit.
“I still say we give his ass the paper route. I think they hire grown ass men too.” Taurus sat at the chair in front of my desk on his usual shit.
I chuckled and motioned for Zay to clear out of my office. He did after giving Taurus the most-hateful fucking stare possible.
Once he was gone, Taurus leaned forward and glared at me like we had beef. “What’s up with you becoming unreachable all of a fucking sudden?”
“Nigga, yeen my mama. What the fuck you clocking my moves for?”
“Because you’re moving kind of funny. Like a nigga that found the right box. I mean, I ain’t heard from you since you took baby girl and her moms to get the dog. Now, it’s two days later, and you smiling top of the morning instead of that ugly ass grimace. You must have you some in house.”
I laughed. That nigga was definitely reading me too damn hard. “Damn, nigga. You know me like the back of yo’ hand or something?” I questioned.
“Hell yeah I do. You’ve been the same nigga since we were twelve, pissing in alleys. So what the fuck is up?”
His question brought up too much in my mind. I mean, hell yeah I wanted something with Regancy, but I was too stuck in my ways to ever do something like that. I’d destroy her and the life she’d built for herself, and I couldn’t have that. My life was way too fucked, and nothing was ever normal, so I couldn’t drag her or lil’ mama into that. Maybe I was using my lifestyle as an excuse, but who knew?
TAURUS
He looked up at me, and I could see the anguish in his eyes. I’dknown Savior since we were both in the streets looking for some type of direction. So I definitely knew him like he knew me, and I knew when he had some shit on his head.
“I fucked up.” He looked down at the desk in front of him.
“And how the hell did you do that?” I quizzed, getting ready to laugh because I already knew what he was about to say.
He shook his head.
“Damn, you got it bad, don’t you? I knew what was up when I called yo’ ass this morning and you told her to go back to sleep. Usually, you’re up and at it, telling a bitch that the sun is rising and so should she.”
“I couldn’t even do that. I was at her place. Shit, I’ve been at her place more than my own shit this weekend. I mean, I keep looking for a fucking flaw on this female, but I can’t find one. How is it that a person can be so fucking perfect?” He looked like that question had plagued his mind and was singlehandedly driving him nuts. I knew Savior like the back of my hand because he was my mud brother, so I knew that shit was new for him. He was unlike me, whereas I was openly crazy as fuck about a female. I didn’t hide that shit. I was crazy in the door, and if a bitch decided to fuck with me, then she accepted that I was with all the shit—from stealing car batteries, beating niggas up, and making a few of their asses disappear if they tested me. Shit, right then, it was taking everything in me not to get rid of Lane’s boy. I mean, I hadn’t even tasted the pussy yet, but she had me so gone. I sympathized with my boy because he was new to it.
I laughed. “What are you gonna do?”
“How the fuck am I supposed to know?”
By that time, I was cracking the fuck up. He was fucked up over the fact that he finally liked a female for more than her nighttime activities. “See where that shit goes, and you might end up?—”
“Don’t say that dumb shit to me.”
“What dumb shit? You’re the same motherfucker who went to buy a dog, baby boy. That’s family shit, and I’m willing to bet you enjoyed it. You liked it, even though you’re tryna act like fucking that broad Mel and random bitches is your sport.”
He shook his head. “I did like it, but I’m not really up for a big commitment.”
“You sound like a bitch, but I mean, do what you feel. If yeen ready for it, don’t play with that lady’s time. I’m sure she got ’em lined up.” I used reverse psychology on him. It was my way of letting my brother know that I saw right through him, even when he was too boneheaded to see himself.
