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Shy smirked, and I knew if that muthafucka would have said what I felt like he was thinking, I would have knocked him on his ass. The first thing that had come to my mind was that Obsession put on an amazing show too. When I felt a tap on my shoulder, I turned to see Rondo.Aww fuck!“Can I holla at’chu, bruh?”
“Yeah.” I turned to Sandrene and said, “I’ll be right back. You can sit with my boys that you met outside.”
“Okay.”
She kissed my lips, then I followed Rondo outside. As soon as we walked out, he turned to me. “Keep it a buck with me. You fucked Yolanda, huh?”
“Yeah. I didn’t want to say anything, because that’s my mama friend. Plus, I didn’t want you passing her up on account of our past.”
“Naw. You my brother. I’m glad I ain’t fucked her yet. I could tell by the way she kept glancing at you and by the way your lady was shooting daggers our way.”
“Yeah. She messaged me the other day, talking ’bout she missed me. Sandrene noticed my facial expression change. I didn’t wanna lie to her, so I told her the truth. I wasn’t gonna even show up tonight, but Sandrene insisted that she needed to know who to fuck up if need be.”
I slowly shook my head as Rondo slid his hand down his face. “She seems good for you. Yolanda, on the other hand, gon’ get the ax after tonight. I’m good on that.”
“I apologize, man.”
“No apology needed.”
He extended his hand, and we slapped and brought it in for a second, then headed back inside. When we did, Yolanda’s eyes bounced between the two of us repeatedly.Yep. He knows.That was what I wanted to say to her. When my eyes made their way to Sandrene, she was staring right at us. This shit wasn’t good. When I got to her, I kissed her cheek and sat next to her. After sliding my arm around her waist, she leaned into me.
“Let’s dance. She wants something to watch, and I’m gonna give it to her.”
“Please let Obsession stay on lock.”
She frowned at me. “What the fuck that’s supposed to mean?”
“Like you said earlier, my mama here.”
She rolled her eyes and stood to her feet, pulling me with her. By the time we got to the dance floor, the song switched to “Call Me Every Day” by Chris Brown. Sandrene glanced back at me, and I knew she was gonna cut the fuck up on this damn dance floor. I decided to just relax and go with it though. Fuck what anybody had to say. I wrapped my arms around her from behind and lowered my head to her neck. “Give me that shit, baby.”
She began subtly rolling her hips against my dick as I rolled mine in sync with her. I held her tightly as I kissed her shoulder. Closing my eyes, I lost myself in the moment. Her subtle movements became more sexual, and I made that transition right along with her, enjoying every moment. I followed her lead until she went to the floor and slid her hands up my body on her way back up. I couldn’t help but lick my lips as my eyes stayed on hers.
When the song ended, I hugged her and led her back to our seats. If nobody remembered anything else about this party, they would remember how Sandrene and I fucked that dance floor up with our heated chemistry and how Yolanda stared at us… wishing it was her instead of Sandrene.
CHAPTER20
SANDRENE
“We caught them. They had left town but eventually had to come back. The minute they stepped foot into Harris County, we picked them up.”
“That’s good to know. Thank you for calling me.”
“No problem. They’ll be arraigned Monday morning. I’ll call you since you said you couldn’t be there. We will find out about where your inheritance is since Jeremiah didn’t know which institution had it.”
“Okay. Thank you, Officer Ross.”
I ended the call then made my way back out to where everyone was. We were at the place they called Pour 09, and my nerves were way more at ease. Actually, after our display to that Chris Brown song, that bitch didn’t look our way again, at least not that I saw. Every time I looked in her direction, she was looking in ours. She was a nice looking woman, but she needed to find a man that wanted her as much as she wanted them, because it damn sure wasn’t Jamel.
His mother and “Pop” were really sweet. We didn’t talk much, but I was more than sure we would have that connection tomorrow at Sunday dinner. I would get to meet all the babies as well. I was told that there were six of them all under the age of two. Brittany was pregnant with twins, and Shavozz had two older boys that were seventeen and ten. I couldn’t wait to meet all of them. The family was large, and it was something I’d always wanted, especially since I’d been a loner for the past three years.
When I made my way back to the table with the women, Jamel gave me a wink and a smile that had warmed all my insides. As soon as I sat, though, Alexz scooted closer to me as all the other women looked on. “Listen. We are the last people you need to be shy around. We all know that you’re a dancer slash stripper. We just want some lessons. Real shit.”
The other women laughed, but the one I knew as Lexi was all ears, and so was her sister, Skyler. Brittany seemed really shy. She was red as hell, like she couldn’t believe Alexz would approach me that way. Her approach about it actually made me more comfortable around them.
“I have been dying to ask you that since I first saw you, but I knew I needed to at least present myself as friendly first,” she added.
She laughed and I did too. Brittany shoulder bumped her and said, “You are so loud and wrong. I can’t believe you.”
