“I didn’t fuckin’ dump her. We had an agreement. One night only, but it was so fuckin’ good it turned into two. Two fuckin’ amazin’ nights with a woman who fits me perfectly, and is so fuckin’ beautiful inside and out she blew my mind.” Lucky explained snappily.
Dive suddenly threw up a hand, silencing him.
“Waaaait a minute. I know who you’re talkin’ about. You tellin’ me you fucked the gorgeous blonde and walked away? Are you fuckin’ crazy? What’s her name again?” He tapped the side of his head as he tried to remember.
“Joney.” Lucky growled.
“Fuck, yeah, that’s the one. You’re right brother, she’s one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen. And you got in there? How the fuck did your ugly ass manage that? She turned everyone down the last time we were there. And your dumb ass walked away from her?”
Dive was leaning forward on his desk as he waited for Lucky to explain. Not that he was going to. What happened was between him and Jo-Jo was theirs and only theirs.
“She’s a good woman. Wasn’t goin’ to go there but one thing led to another and…” He shrugged.
“And now you can’t get her outta your head. Right?”
“Yeah. It gets worse. Can’t fuck anyone unless I imagine it’s her, and that’s not fuckin’ easy to do. It has to be dark so I can’t see them and I don’t want them touchin’ me. I also don’t kiss or go down on them. Not many bitches are comfortable takin’ me on with those conditions. I stopped tryin’ a couple of weeks ago.”
His brother’s eyes went wide with shock and he shook his head as if he couldn’t believe what he had heard.
He tilted his head as he stared at Lucky, his mouth hanging open. He snapped it shut and pointed a finger at him.
“Hang on, you tellin’ me this is what you’ve had to do to get off since you got back? That’s like five months, right? Fuuuuuck.”
Lucky had to smile at the look of horror on Dive’s face.
“Not the end of the world, bro. I still have my hand and it works fine.”
Dive pointed a finger down towards his dick. “What about blowjobs? Are you able to keep it up to get one of those?”
Lucky slowly shook his head from side to side.
“To keep it up I have to close my eyes and not look at the bitch or I lose it every time. I’m tellin’ you I’ve not fucked like I used to since I’ve had her. Every time I think I can do it but the minute I see it’s not her…I’m done. It’s not lookin’ good for me, bro.”
Dive’s eyes narrowed as he gave a slow nod, then sat back crossing his arms over his chest.
“That leaves us with only one thing to do. Call your woman and tell her to get her ass over here. Like Ren said to me once, if it knocks on your door do not turn it away. You’ll regret it bitterly.” He shrugged. “It’s knockin’ on your door, brother.”
Lucky frowned in confusion, what the fuck was he talking about?
“What? When what knocks on your door? I don’t get it.”
Dive grinned evilly and winked.
“A word that starts with an L and ends in an E, brother. You know what I’m talkin’ about.”
Lucky snorted through his nose. His brother was being ridiculous.
“I’m not in love motherfucker. I like the woman, a lot, but I don’t know her well enough to say the fuckin’ L word.”
“We’ll see.” Dive grinned as he leaned back in his chair.
Lucky started levering himself out of his chair to smack the grin off his face when both their phones buzzed. He leant forward and tapped it to see the text.
Church. Now.
Instantly their minds were on business.
“You think it has somethin’ to do with what went down in Vegas?” Dive asked as they walked down to their chapel.