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“You know that means nothing to me, right? I’m gon’ keep shooting my shot until it goes through the hoop. I don’t give up on what I want, and I want to get to know you. Just so you know, I usually get what I want.”

“Cocky much?” she asked with a lifted eyebrow.

“Extremely. So, sit back and enjoy the chase. Iwilleventually catch you.”

I grabbed her hand again and brought it to my lips. After kissing it softly, I released her hand and dropped a business card on her desk. “If you need me, and I’m not already here, call me.”

She nodded. I could tell she was slightly flustered. I could see that I would have to be aggressive to get her attention. That was something I didn’t have a problem with. I just knew how to gauge who that would be necessary with. I left her office and immediately got on ProFlowers dot com to order her a bouquet. She had art on her walls, and all of it had some type of flower in it. She also had a nice glass table with nothing on it in front of her window. Sunflowers would look beautiful on that table.

Devin and Corey were standing there watching me as I approached. “She’s all fixed up.”

They started laughing as I frowned. I slowly shook my head when I realized where they had taken that statement. I swore it was like we had been friends for years. Devin patted my back. “So, you think you can handle being our IT person?”

“Easily.”

I shook his hand and told him I would draw up a contract and email it to him. I shook Corey’s hand, and as I headed out of the office, I could see Kinisha from my peripheral, watching me walk out the door. She didn’t know it yet, but she wasdefinitelygoing to be mine.

Chapter 5

Kinisha

As I got dressed, my mind was wearing me out. One part of me wanted just to stay home and watch movies, and the other part of me wanted to be wined, dined, and fucked. My romp in the sheets with Jarod Monday night was everything I thought it would be. So much so he came back Wednesday night and fucked me senseless. My body was contorting and doing all sorts of acrobatics, trying to deal with the amount of pleasure I was receiving.

Had I known he was that skilled, I would have flirted way sooner. However, I did want to see if we were compatible in other ways. I wanted more than just sex—mind-blowing sex. Hopefully, our chemistry would be as strong in other aspects than just sexual because I would hate to let go of that demon dick. I truly believed after experiencing him that the devil went to church too. I heard old people say that all the time and would roll my eyes. Hell, they were right.

Jarod’s dick held the power to have me losing my damn mind. I swore I was addicted already, so I couldn’t give Oliver the attention he sought. Although Jarod and I weren’t a couple, I was so fucking sprung already that I wouldn’t have room for Oliver. He’d crossed my mind more than once, though, since Tuesday, and I couldn’t figure out why. At first, I thought it was his boldness, but I’d been around aggressive niggas before.

With what he wore to the office Tuesday and Thursday, I could clearly see his physique and how fine he was, but again, there was something more that had me intrigued. I wasn’t intrigued enough to kick Jarod to the side, though. As I finished getting dressed, I got a phone call. I ran to my dresser to retrieve it. When I saw Ramsey’s name, I slightly rolled my eyes. She’d been on my ass about Jarod. She needed to be on her fiancé’s ass.

“Hello?”

“Hey. What’chu doing?”

“Getting dressed for a date. What about you?”

“Oh. I wanted to see if you wanted to hit the scene. I’m going to the hip-hop club downtown. I haven’t been in years, and I have an urge to go tonight.”

Something didn’t sound right about that. Her voice sounded shaky. “What time are you going?”

“About eleven.”

I checked the time to see it was only five thirty. Jarod would be picking me up in an hour. “Can I let you know? My date will be here in an hour, but we could be done with each other by then. You okay? You don’t sound like yourself.”

“I’m finna stalk a nigga because I can feel some shit in my bones.”

“Shit. I’ll be done. I’ll meet you at your house at ten.”

“Thanks, Kinisha.”

“You ain’t gotta thank me. I’m your girl. I’ll call you before I head your way.”

“Okay.”

When I ended the call, I was fuming. She’d finally gotten sick of his excuses and sudden changes of plans. He was fucking with the right one, though. I’d put my foot up his ass, and once I got amped up, she would be amped up too. I wouldn’t be surprised if Braylon were going with us. That was her brother, and he played no games when it came to his little sister. I didn’t play any games about her either because, besides my sister, Ramsey was my best friend. She worked my nerves at times, but so did Kiana. That didn’t make me love them any less.

Going back to my mirror, I looked at my reflection. The dress I wore hugged my most valuable assets. Well, my most visible assets. My mind was valuable as well. Just as I was about to start my makeup, the doorbell rang. I frowned as I made my way to it. Jarod was an hour early, so that couldn’t be him. However, when I looked through the peephole, it was indeed Jarod.

I opened the door with my hair in a messy bun and my face sans makeup, but my frown was ever present. “Why are you here so early?”

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