"Yeah? What is it that we want?" I asked, rolling my eyes.
"Well I want Nic, and from the looks of it you want Kendrick," he smirked.
"Okay. And?"
"If we plot well enough, we can rip them apart and have our soul mates."
"Okay, what did you have in mind?" I asked, intrigued.
"Follow me to my crib so we can talk."
I arrived at his little condo and sat down on the couch. "Thanks for the gas…I'm sorry, what is your name?"
"You're welcome. And Michael Lodenn."
"I knew I recognized you. First draft pick Michael Lodenn!" I smiled.
"Yeah," he smiled and plopped down on the opposite couch.
"So what's this plan?"
"I need you to push up on Kendrick a little more than usual. Once Nic sees some pictures of y'all–"
"She gon’ fuck me up!" I cut him off to say.
"What? Nic? Nah Nic doesn't fight over guys," he chuckled.
"Well apparently being with Kendrick changed that ‘cause she definitely told me she was gon’ beat my ass if I even spoke his name," I frowned.
Michael burst into laughter. "Well anyway, is an ass whooping worth being with Kendrick?"
"Hell yeah!" I yelped, making us both laugh.
"Aight then."
"But Michael, I don't know if that will make her leave him, have you seen them together? It's almost like they have spells on each other. The way she melts in front of him and how he becomes so nurturing when with her. They're in some Romeo and Juliet love, nigga," I told him.
He looked extremely upset. "Nic may be in love right now, but she is not the type to let a dude be unfaithful."
"I fucked him while they were together and she stayed," I said, raising an eyebrow and waiting to hear his response to that.
He was speechless for a bit. "And she knew?" he finally said.
"Yeah she knew. I heard her asking him why he had to sleep around when she blabbed about my good dick comment!"
"Damn. Fuck. Okay."
"Maybe we should use another girl. Someone neither one of them knows, ‘cause I'm pretty sure if I flirt with Kendrick once more, he gon’ body my ass."
"Okay. You know anybody?"
"Yeah I have a friend named Apple. She's beautiful and I'm sure she can pull it off."
"Like the damn fruit? I know she a stripper," he chuckled.
"Yeah but Kendrick loves the strippers. Especially ones he has never seen before," I replied.
An evil smile crept across both our faces as we made eye contact.
Chapter Nine: Apple Sanders
My girl Paris hit me up and had me come meet with her and this young nigga named Michael. Paris and I stripped at the same club when she used to live in Atlanta. I came to Baltimore because King Brother's club was the place to dance at if you wanted to get any kind of come up. Come up meaning running into a Drake, Chris Brown, or a balling ass nigga.
Any who, Paris told me they conjured up this plan to have me seduce Kendrick and to make sure I got photo evidence. Paris was in love with Kendrick and this young nigga loved Kendrick's bitch. I didn't care why they asked me to do this, either way I was down. I've wanted to fuck Kendrick for a while now, but out of respect for Paris I never got in his grill. Kendrick was the perfect come up nigga and he was fine as fuck! And shit, now that Paris and this trust fund baby Michael was paying me to fuck him, I was a happy camper.
First order of business was attempting to get him to hire me as a dancer or waitress at KB's. I walked in and told the waitress I had an audition.
"Dancer or waitress?" she asked.
"Which one gets interviewed by the boss?" I really wanted to dance, but I was sure Kendrick wasn't the one auditioning dancers or there would be a line around the corner just to strip for this nigga privately.
"Waitresses," she replied, confirming my thoughts.
"Then that's what I'm here for."
"Okay," she said as she called somewhere; I'm guessing upstairs. I swayed to "Fuckwithmeyouknowigotit" by Jay-Z and Rick Ross as I waited.
"Just wondering, who auditions the dancers?" I asked her as soon as she hung up.
"They have a panel. You can head upstairs, make a left, and go to the door all the way at the end," she smiled.
"Thank you," I said, and turned on my heels.
I made sure I had on the shortest dress possible. It was tight as hell, showing off my fat ass and big titties. My curly weave was down my back, and my golden skin glistened. I made sure to wear my Jimmy Choo perfume, and I had on red lipstick to match my dress. Paris let me know that Kendrick loved strippers like a crackhead loved crack. Lol. I arrived at the door and took a deep breath. I lightly knocked, and after about ten long ass seconds I heard him say come in. I walked in and instantly got wet. He was just as sexy as I remember, and maybe even more. His office smelled like some expensive ass cologne.
"Hello, have a seat," he said, smiling and showing those dimples. His plump lips were so sexy and those emerald eyes were mesmerizing.
"Hi I'm Apple Sanders," I said, shaking his hand nervously.
He looked my body up and down, and I smiled knowing I had him. "That's how you dress for all your interviews Apple, or just the ones I'm doing?" he asked, shocking the fuck out of me. He stared innocently, waiting for a response.
"Well I thought I should dress sexy because this is a strip club," I lied nervously as I sat down. I was a bad boss bitch, and niggas didn't make bitches like me nervous, but he did. Fuck.
"Little tip for the future. No matter what it is, dress professionally," he said, fake smiling.
He stood up and reached for my resume. His cologne smelled just as sexy as he looked. After he sat down and looked over it for a bit, he sat it down on his desk.
"I don't see any waitressing here. So why you want to be one here?" he squinted, looking fuckable as fuck.
"Well I uh…just moved here and I felt this would be a good start for me. I like the club environment and being able to work at one is the best of both worlds," I said nervously.
"I see you worked at King of Diamonds. So why come here and be a waitress when you're a dancer? It wouldn’t be because you knew I interviewed waitresses only, would it?" he smirked and squinted his eyes again, looking sexy as hell. This nigga was smarter than I expected. He was calling me out on all my bullshit nonstop.
"Well...” I shrugged, confirming his suspicions.
He flashed his pearly whites, making my pussy throb. He was making me hot all over and nervous. He looked back down at my resume.
"Baby?" I asked, pointing to the toys in the corner of his huge office.
"Yeah. I have a son," he chuckled and smiled. He was so cute. Damn.
I looked at the picture of a girl on his desk "You a fan of Naya Rivera?"
"Nah that's my fiancé, Nic," he said, laughing at my comment. She was gorgeous; she had a little more thickness to her compared to Naya, but they were def twins.
"So what is your availability like?"
"I'm free all day," I smiled, licking my lips seductively.
He laughed at my flirting as if to say bitch please. "Okay, well we can give you a trial run working four hours a night from 6pm - 10pm…as a waitress."
"What times are you here?" I asked, re-crossing my legs and making sure to give him a view of my kitten.
He cleared his throat. "I am uh…here whenever I want," he replied.
"Well I hope to see you when I come in," I said, putting my finger in my mouth.
"The pay will be 19.50 an hour," he said, ignoring my comment and gesture.
"I'll take it," I said, revealing my breasts to him.
"Look Apple, I'm giving you a chance here. I just told you I have a baby and fiancé, and you need to respect that. If you come in here showing me your pussy and titties one more time, I'm firing you. And if my girl finds out, I'm blowing your head open. You got it?" he said sternly.
I was shocked and scared as hell. I had never been turned
down in my life, and especially like that. Damn. "Yes Kendrick."
"One more thing, if you see her, address her as Mrs. King," he said, pointing to his fiancé's picture.
"Got it!" I fake smiled.
"Now go talk to Mena and get your paperwork started," he shooed me out.
I was so wet from how he put me in my place. I needed that dick and I was gon’ do anything to sample it. Maybe he would even wife a bitch. As I walked down the hall, a dude that looked like him but lighter and with dreads walked by.
"Damn hi! With yo fine ass!" I yelled to him over my shoulder.
His ass ignored the fuck out of me. He must have been Kendrick's brother, Kendreeis. Paris told me he had a fine ass brother that gave chicks no playtime when he got with some Cassie wanna be named Morgan. I shook my head and went to the bathroom to wipe between my legs. Yeah, Kendrick had me soaked.
Chapter Nine: Kendrick
Nic, KJ, and I arrived home from the Maryland Zoo in Baltimore, and I was tired as hell. My baby boy had a good time though, so I didn't mind being there all damn day. I carried KJ up to his room and Nic followed, but went to our room. He passed out while we were still there, so I just needed to lay him down; thank God. I gently changed him into his onesie so he wouldn’t wake up, and just thought about how my life had changed dramatically. Little over a year ago, I never saw myself being engaged and having a baby; well this soon I will say. I thought it'd take me some more years to find the perfect girl, but I was blessed earlier than expected. I guess it's true that when you don't look is when you find, and I definitely wasn't looking. I mean I wanted it, but I wasn't on no type of hunt. As I laid KJ down I watched him sleep for a bit, wondering if he would take over like I had done for my father. I'd much rather him do something legit, but he seemed to be just like me. From his looks to his personality, and he was born a day after me too. He was happy but calm, just like I am, and an observer like me. My mother said I laughed a lot as a baby, just like him. She said it's why ‘til this day I'm always smiling. My mother enjoys watching him, because he looks just like me and his name is Kendrick too, so she gets to relive having a baby again, she said. She was always on some mushy shit. She stays calling Kendon the baby and he hates it. I half smiled at the thought. I turned his light off and watched his night light make his room look like a starry sky. I was so grateful to have him and Nic.
"You sure you want me to go next weekend?" Nic asked once I walked in the bedroom.
She was referring to my boy Ricky's birthday party next week. His girl was throwing a little party for him at her crib, and it was gon’ be live as fuck.
"Yeah, why wouldn't I?" I frowned, taking off my jacket.
"I don't know, just making sure I wasn't imposing," she shrugged and smiled.
"Nah you good. Your friends are coming too," I said, unzipping her dress for her.
"Oh, well good," she smiled and turned around to kiss me.
I dipped my tongue in her mouth and unhooked her bra. "I'm on my cycle, Kendrick. Remember?" she laughed, looking beautiful as fuck.
"Fuck," I said, looking at her in just panties.
"Come on," she said, walking to the bathroom in our room. We got in the shower and she sucked me up real good to tide me over.
Once we got in bed, I cuddled up behind her and kissed her shoulder. "I love you Nic."
"I love you too Kendrick." She turned to look over her shoulder at me. She then turned all the way to face me, laying on her palm.
"I'm happy I grabbed your arm at that party," I said smiling.
"Me too, even though you almost got slapped." We both laughed. "I loved you when I first saw you," she continued.
"Yeah?" I raised my brow and interlocked my fingers in her free hand.
She shook her head yes. "Well after you asked me my name. Something came over me; I wanted to be with you. You made me feel safe. Plus you were sexy," she smiled "Why you think I left with you, Trenton, and Christy?"
"I thought it was ‘cause your friend convinced you," I smiled.
"Nope. Love at first sight," she smiled. She was breathtaking and I didn't respond for a couple seconds just to admire her beauty.
I grabbed her waist and pulled her closer to me in the bed. "Well I grabbed your arm ‘cause I knew you were what I wanted. I thought you were so damn pretty, and sexy, but you had that wholesome look; the wifey look," I laughed, and so did she. "Then I saw you were feisty when you cursed me out."
She smiled, "I did not curse you out!" We both laughed and kissed each other.
"You gonna stay with me forever?" I asked her as we looked into each other’s eyes.
She shook her head yes. "Forever."
"Through thick and thin, sickness and health?" I half joked, kissing the back of her hand.
"Forever Kendrick. I won’t let anything come between us. Not even the hoes," she smiled. "You gonna love me and want me forever?" she said in a low tone.
"Yeah I am, as long as you're alive I will love you," I replied.
"No, in death too nigga! If I die and you get another bitch, I'm gon’ haunt y'all asses!" she joked, making us both laugh.
"Damn woman! But no, I can’t live without you ma. I think we're gonna be like those old couples that when one dies the other goes shortly after."
"Yeah me too." She kissed my lips.
"Thank you for being down for me and giving me my son, ma. I appreciate you," I said, making her tear up.
"I'm so mad I'm on my period because you are def deserving of some pussy tonight!" she said, wiping her tears and we both chuckled.
We laughed and kissed passionately. The rest of the night, we talked and then got up to watch House of Cards on Netflix until we passed out.
***
I arrived at the party in Ricky's girl's backyard, with Kendon and Jessica around 5:00 pm. I had on a Versace V-neck, black jeans, and Jordans. I had on my favorite chain and matching watch and bracelet. I, of course, had on my signature Tom Ford cologne. Nic went to drop KJ off at my parents’ house and take the check I wrote to school to pay for classes. "Came to Do" by Chris Brown was blasting, and a nice amount of people were dancing. Everybody was in this muthafucka, including 80% of the bitches my brothers, cousins, homies, and I used to fuck on. Kendon and I looked at each other, hoping no shit popped off. Hopefully these chicks would be respectful. I almost regretted telling Nic to come.
"Hey boss man," Apple walked up to me.
"Sup Apple." I tried to keep walking, but she grabbed me and leaned up on her tippie toes to my ear. I looked and saw Morgan watching me like a hawk. I pulled away from her quick.
"I just wanted to know if I was permanent yet?" she asked.
"I don't know. We will talk at work," I said, walking away. I did not need Morgan texting or calling Nic to tell her anything.
I walked to the table that my brothers, Jules, Maurice, Kayden, and the birthday boy were sitting at. I nodded my head as to say what’s up to Morgan and Christy as I sat down. I dapped up my brothers and said happy birthday to Ricky.
"Sup Kendrick!" Christy and Morgan both said in unison.
"I made your plate, Ken," Paris said, walking up to me with a plate of food. Christy was burning a hole through her.
"Thank you Paris," I said as she sat down next to me and rubbed my shoulder. Was this bitch crazy? I felt like I was gon’ have to kill her ass to stay away.
We all sat talking for a little bit while eating the food. There was BBQ ribs, chicken, potato salad, mashed potatoes, macaroni and cheese, sweet potatoes, hot links, and peach and apple cobblers. It was so much fucking food; Ricky's girl could throw down. I tried ignoring Paris as hard as possible, hoping she would get up from the bench table we were sitting, at but her thirsty ass couldn’t take a hint. She kept touching my arm whenever she laughed and sniffing my shoulder to smell my cologne. Thank God Jessica, Morgan, and Christy went to dance with each other since it was more people dancing now.
"Paris stop, you know my girl is coming any minute n
ow," I turned to her while holding my fork.
"I know, so I'm trying to spend as much time with you as possible before she gets here and be all in your fucking face," she spat.
"That’s my girl though, she supposed to be in my face," I frowned. "Why you don't back up off me, ma?" I tried to ask nicely since the mean as fuck approach was not working.
"Cause I love you. It's hard," she said, looking down and looking back up into my face. I exhaled heavily and put my fork down. "You can’t get mad at me Kendrick, I was used to being with you all the time and now I never see you or get to be around you for more than a couple minutes," she continued. "I have feelings too, and all you care about is hers," she finished and wiped her eyes to stop the tears welling up. What the fuck.
She was doing the most right now. "I’m sorry Paris, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings but I thought we both understood that this wasn't nothing serious between you and I. But regardless, I'm in a relationship now and I have a baby. I can't entertain this no more," I told her in a low tone that only she and I could hear, and she dropped her head. I picked up her chin, "You nor any other woman. I already fucked up once by fucking you in my office that day, and I almost lost my family. You gon’ have to figure something out and let me be. Okay?" I finished.
"You need some more drink?' Paris asked, not acknowledging that fucking speech I just gave. What the fuck?
"Par–" She got up before I could finish, and my brothers started laughing.
"That shit ain’t funny niggas! Nic gon’ be here any minute!" I spat.
"Speaking of any minute." Kayden pointed behind me and smiled.
Nic walked in with tight white jeans and a tight white top that was cut open on the sides and tucked in her pants. It looked like a monokini top; she had on sandals as well. The top part of her shirt looked like a bikini top, and I didn't like that shit ‘cause it showed her nipple piercings. The back of it was a see through lace material, and you could see my name tatted on her lower back. She looked sexy as fuck, but too sexy and these niggas was drooling. I heard a bunch of "Whats up ma!" and "What's your name." Smfh. I hoped I didn't have to beat a nigga’s ass this evening.
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