Page 41 of The Prodigy

“Whatever.”

I turned around. “Aye, it ain’t no need to catch a attitude. This ain’t the ideal situation for me, either. I gotta lay next to you every night and not fuck, and I can’t fuck nobody else. That shit is frustrating.”

She scrunched her face all up. “Why do you say fuck all the time?”

“Cuz I can. What’s the fuckin’ problem?”

Nothing.” She rolled her eyes. “I cuss, too, but not as much as you.”

“Like I said, I’m frustrated. Asfuck.”

“Yeah, I got that.”

I stared at her. “When canIget that?”

As mad as she was, she couldn’t stop herself from laughing.

“I’m serious. You got a nigga struggling.”

“I wish I had an answer for you,” she said. “I don’t know.”

“I’m trying to figure out the issue.” I walked over to the bed and sat on the edge of my side. “I mean, I know you’re attracted to me.”

“Your mother told you that?”

“Ain’t nobody gotta tell me that.Lookat me.”

I was joking, but she damn sure looked, and it was clear she liked what she saw. “So with that being the case, what you waitin’ on?”

She tore her eyes away. “I need to be comfortable with you.”

“I thought we were making progress on that.”

“We made some progress, yes. But like you said, it’s gonna take me a little time to trust you.”

“Using my shit against me. That’s cold.”

She sighed. “Okay. You want me to spell it out? Fine. The issue is that my pussy will never get wet for the man who kidnapped me.”

Something about the way she saidpussymade goosebumps erupt all over me. My eyes fell from her eyes to her lips. They were full. Looked soft. All of her did, though.

“You still on that? First off, I didn’t kidnap you. And second—”

“What do you call this?” She gestured to my room around her. “I’m stuck here. You won’t let me leave!”

“It’s not that I won’t. I can’t. Not right now.” I turned and stretched out on my back on the bed, getting comfortable in my spot. “And second, you can’t say never about your pussy.”

“It’smy pussy. I can say what I want.”

“You can say that about niggas you already fucked with, but that never shit don’t apply to me.”

“How do you figure?”

I looked over at her and smiled. “Cuz your pussy ain’t met me yet.”

Her mouth fell open.

“I’m just saying.”

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