by J Peach
“N’all, not smoking. Yo ass look on edge, like you tweakin’,” he pointed out.
I laughed. “Only crackheads tweak and I’m not a crackhead. I’m just nervous. Now can you get out?”
“N’all, baby girl, you tweakin’ for it. Come on so I can help you out,” he pulled me to him.
My insides jumped with excitement upon hearing he was going to give me something. With my hand inside of his, I let him lead me into his bedroom. I was so excited that I didn’t pay any attention to the room itself. I just followed behind him. It wasn’t until we entered his joined bathroom that I had become confused.
Parker let go of my hand and walked to the shower, turning it on. He removed his basketball shorts and came back to where I stood. His arms went to my waist.
“Don’t,” I moved back from him. “I can’t have sex with you.”
Parker laughed and picked me up. “That’s cool.”
“Put me down. For real, Parker, I can’t do this with you right now.” I fussed at him. “I thought you was gon’ give me something,” I finally said, not able to take it any longer. I needed to just mellow out.
He ignored me and walked us into the shower.
“Ahhhhh!” A scream left my mouth from the sudden cold water. “Parker, it’s cold!” I yelled at him. My arms clung to him tightly as my body shook violently.
Parker didn’t seem fazed about the freezing water. If he was, he did a damn good job at hiding it. He held us under the spray for a long time until my teeth started to chatter.
My face buried into his neck, my arms held him tight and my legs wrapped around his waist. My body shook in his hold. He soon changed the water to warm and pulled me from under the spray.
Taking a handful of my hair, he pulled my head back. His eyes roamed over my face for a second. “You good?” He asked.
My head shook as I stared at him. “No, I’m freezing.” Even though the water temperature had changed, my body still hadn’t warmed yet.
“That’s good. Wash up, when you’re done, go in the room and wait for me.” With his grip on my hair, he brought my face down. Parker’s lips pressed against mine once before he placed me on my feet. “You can use the towel on the rack,” he pointed to a set of face towels before he walked out of the shower. He then grabbed his shorts and left the bathroom.
My eyes stayed focused on the door he walked out of. I didn’t understand why he put me in the shower to begin with, especially if it wasn’t for sex. Shaking my head, I grabbed the face towel and his shower gel and started washing up.
***
Once I got out of the shower, I went into his room to see a dry towel laying on the bed. I dried myself off and wrapped the towel around my body. I grabbed the remote off of his nightstand and lay across his King sized bed.
Grabbing a pillow, I hugged it tight as I lay there, blindly watching the TV. My mind had zoned out as I came to the realization I was no longer shaking and the need to get high had left my body. When the ache left? I didn’t know. But I was glad it had because I didn’t want Parker to see me like that. I was disappointed with myself that I had lost it like I had. I was always so in control, even when I did need to get high. This was the first time I had lost my composure.
Then again, it had been three days since I’d last popped a pill. Ever since I was fourteen I’d never gone a day without popping one. The fact that Parker didn’t give me what I craved made me look at him differently. Not only that, it caused me to question his reasons for wanting me. I didn’t understand his intentions and that alone scared the hell out of me.
What does he want me for?
The tap on the bedroom door pulled me from my thoughts. I looked up to see Parker standing in the threshold with a plate of food.
“You hungry?” He walked to the bed and sat the plate in front of me.
A small smile came to my lips as I looked at the plate then to him. “You can cook?”
“Shid, I’m a single man who likes to eat. What you think? Hell yeah, I can fuck some shit up,” he laughed.
I laughed with him as I looked at the plate of fried fish, cornbread, and spaghetti. “You made this for me?” I dumbly asked as I watched steam leave the food. I laughed and looked at him. “Thank you.”
He turned off the TV and sat at the bottom of the bed. “It ain’t shit. How you feeling? You was in the shower for damn near an hour.”
“I’m good. Thanks for what you did. Most wouldn’t have done that. They would’ve tossed me what I wanted.” I didn’t look at him. I focused on my food, picking the fork at the spaghetti. “Thanks.” I repeated. I didn’t know what else to say but that. It wasn’t like I couldn’t pretend it didn’t happen.
“I keep telling you I ain’t shit like them clowns you’re used to fuckin’ with.” His fingers touched my chin and he gave me a sexy little half smile.
My eyes rolled and I looked away from him, letting my own smile appear. “How long has it been since you got high?”
I shrugged. “About three, maybe four, days now. I’m dealing with it.” Sighing, I took a forkful of spaghetti and brought it to my lips. Once the food touched my tongue, my mouth immediately started to water. “Mm,” I touched my jaw as my taste buds went crazy. My eyes snapped to Parker.
“Why the fuck you looking at me like that?” He laughed.
“You can really cook!” I was beyond surprised. I didn’t know too many men that were self-sufficient in the kitchen. Everything was takeout or they had a female around cooking for them. I took another bite. “This is good.”
“Yeah, I told you that. I’m not like these bums, baby. I can’t wait until you fully understand that.” His thumb came out and he swiped my bottom lip. He brought his thumb back to him and stuck it into his mouth. He licked his lips as he stared at me. “Yeah, that’s a taste.”
My insides immediately melted. Who the hell is this man? I stared at him for a long time trying to read him. I tried hard to see through him, but I just couldn’t. My mouth opened and I got ready to ask him what he wanted from me, but my words got stuck in my throat. I had gotten scared, afraid of what his response might be.
“Finish eating.” He went to get up, but stopped once I grabbed his arm.
“I don’t understand you and that scares me,” I told him truthfully.
He smiled at me. “That’s good then. Now finish eating.” He got off the bed and left the room.
I stared after him with a shake of my head. Then I laughed and continued to eat my food like he told me to.
***
“Why you still got on that damn towel?” Parker asked after a while as we lay in his bed talking.
I looked down at myself and laughed. “I don’t know. You didn’t give me anything else to put on,” I shrugged. “Besides, I’m comfortable.” I stretched, exaggerating how comfy I was in the towel.
“I see,” he stared me up.
I sat up and moved over closer to him. My leg went over his so I now straddled his waist. I let my lower body touch his as I undid my towel. “I was, but I guess I’ll put on some clothes,” I rolled off of him. Once my back was to him, I dropped my towel and went to his dresser.
Parker laughed at me.
I opened the first drawer and found a black beater. I pulled it on and then opened another one, finding socks. I closed it until I found the drawer with his boxers. Grabbing a pair of red boxer briefs, I put them on then tied a knot on the side so they fit me.
“You looking sexy as fuck right now,” Parker said, grabbing himself. My lips pursed together and I rolled my eyes at him. “Come here,” he beckoned me to him.
My head shook no as I tried not to smile at him.
His head tilted and he got out of the bed and came to me. He picked me up, then took us back to the bed, tossing me on top of it.
“Why you drop me like that?” I laughed.
“Because I had to come get yo ass. You gon’ catch on soon. When I say something, yo ass better jump to it,” he pushed my legs open and
leaned over me.
I stared him up as I twisted my lips. “Mhm. Is that real?”
“Damn right,” he took hold of my arms and held them above my head. His eyes moved down to my breast and his head lowered. He kissed the side of my tittie before sucking on it hard, no doubt leaving a mark.
My eyes closed and my back arched, pushing my chest more into him. He didn’t take the bait like I wanted him to. Instead, he moved to my neck, sucking on the skin. I bit into my lower lip, moaning. My legs wrapped around his waist and I jerked my hands free. One arm went around his neck while the other in between our bodies. I slipped my hand into his shorts.
Parker’s hand grabbed my wrist and pulled it from his shorts. He pinned it above my head. While doing that he didn’t stop his lips, he kissed from my neck up to my jaw until he reached my lips.
This time I didn’t resist. Instead, my neck stretched up, meeting him half way. My lips parted, accepting his tongue. The kiss immediately grew intense, so much so that my pelvis started grinding into him. I felt him get hard and I pressed the heels of my feet into his lower back, trying to push him more into me.
Laughing, Parker pulled back. “Damn, yo,” he unwrapped me from him and got off of the bed. “Syn, yo ass ain’t gon’ be able to walk tomorrow, keep fuckin’ around,” he told me as he turned off the light and then came back to the bed. He lay down at the top of the bed, I followed and lay beside him.
I was expecting him to start tearing off my clothes the moment he got in the bed but he didn’t. Instead, he turned off the TV and pulled me so that my back was to him. His arms then wrapped around my waist and he held me.
Nothing left his mouth and he didn’t do anything sexual. He just lay there holding me.
My brows rose. “Parker?” I called his name, confused.
“Go to sleep, we got an early morning.”
I knew he wanted to fuck, hell, his hard man poking me in my back told me that much. But he wasn’t trying to when he knew that he could get it. My mouth opened to asked him something, but I didn’t know what exactly to say other than you don’t want to fuck? The fact he told me to go to sleep pretty much said that.
I was beyond confused.
Mentally, I shook myself and took his advice. I forced myself to sleep.
Chapter 19
Angel
A yawn left my mouth as I stretched with a loud grunt. With another yawn, I looked to my left only to see Parker’s spot empty. The smell of food caused my stomach to growl loudly. Yawning again, I stretched once more before I got out of the bed and left the room.
I went into the kitchen to see it empty, but a plate of food sat on the counter. I touched it and realized it had a little warmth to it. I didn’t bother with my search of Parker anymore, instead I grabbed the plate and warmed it up a bit more before I sat down and started eating.
Once I was finished, I washed my dish then put it away. The fact that Parker hadn’t surface confused me. “Parker!” I called out to him.
I was just about to leave the kitchen when I heard the iPhone go off. I followed the sound into a big living room. My purse sat on the center table next to a stack of money. My brows furrowed. I picked up the money and flipped through the hundred dollar bills, not counting the amount. Then I sat it back down as the phone chimed again. Reaching into my purse, I took out the phone and saw that I had a new text message from Parker.
Sorry I had to bounce, some last minute shit popped up that needed my attention. Believe me, if it wasn’t important I wouldn’t have left the crib like that. I made you breakfast, but its fuck’d up I couldn’t enjoy it with you and then toss yo ass around the kitchen. That’s a nut I’mma have to make up for later.
I left you some money. Do what you want with it. Syn, baby girl, I don’t want to have to fuck you up. Man, please don’t fuck up my car. I didn’t want to leave you stuck in my neck of the woods, so fill up the tank and take it back home with you. My phone gon’ be off for the next few days, but I’mma hit you up as soon as I can. Lock my crib up and set the alarm before you go. The code is 2245 if you need to get back in. Syn, don’t fuck up my car.
I read the message twice with a wide smile on my face. Nuh uh, he didn’t leave me his car. I moved my purse and sure enough a remote with a set of keys sat beside it. “No, he didn’t!”
Immediately, I grabbed the keys and flew off of the couch. I ran to the living room window and threw the curtains open. Sure enough his car was parked in the same spot. “No, he fuckin’ didn’t!” I stood there staring at the car. I was stuck. That man didn’t know me and he left me his car.
What the hell is wrong with him? Why would he do that?
Any normal nigga would’ve brought my ass a bus ticket or told me to catch a cab home.
“Oh, my God!” I was beyond excited.
I went back into his room and made up his bed before I snatched up my heels. I put them on then left his room. Quickly, I made my way to the living room. I stuffed the money in my purse and snatched up the keys. I set the alarm like he told me to and then slammed the door shut behind me. Outside, I stuck the key in the knob and locked the top and bottom before I shut the screen door. With my heels clacking loudly, I hurriedly made my way to the car, hitting the alarm button to disarm it.
I slid into the front seat and started the car. “Oh, my God!” I was shocked when it started. I didn’t know what I was expecting, but that wasn’t it.
He left me his car!
After adjusting the seat, I did a quick search for the nearest gas station on my phone. Once I found one, I programmed the information into the GPS. I pulled out the driveway. “Oh, my God!” I squeaked out excitedly as I turned up the radio then drove off.
It wasn’t until I walked into the store that I realized what I had on. His black beater and red boxer briefs with the heels he’d bought me. I had no bra on or panties. I was out there looking like a hot ass mess, but I couldn’t care less. I was too excited.
Once I filled up his tank, I hit the highway making that three hour trip back home.
***
When I made it back to Gary, I couldn’t wait to link up with my bitches for some much needed gossip. And to show off Parker’s car.
The moment I entered the city I called Kimmy. “Kim, where y’all at?” I asked as I shifted lanes.
“At King’s house, Peaches should be here in a bit. What’s up with you, Angel? You sound like you about to burst out laughing,” Kim inquired.
“Girl, it’s a long story. My ass just got back, but I’m on my way over there. Girl, this nigga is crazy as hell. Bitch, do you hear me?” I laughed.
“What he do? We don’t have to really shoot his ass, do we? Because you know Lucy always ready,” Kim laughed.
I knew her ass was dead serious. “N’all, we don’t have to shoot him yet. But I’ll be pulling up in about fifteen minutes.”
“I’ight. Peaches just got here, we’ll wait out front for you,” Kimmy said.
“I’ight.” We ended the call and I continued to speed to King’s house.
***
Once I made it to King’s place, I parked in front of Peaches white truck. Turning off the car, I hopped out.
“Nuh uh!” Missy called from the front yard. “Bitch, this is not yo ugly ass bug. Who? What?” She asked, coming over to me. She looked at the car then back to me. “What the hell do you have on? Bitch, where is your bra?” Missy pushed the side of my breast back into the beater.
“Stop, Miss, gay ass,” I pushed her away from me as I laughed.
“No, bitch, this is not his car?” Kim asked, looking at me.
“Yes, it is,” I told her as I laughed again.
“Bitch, yo pussy must be lethal. Shid, give me that mothafucka.” Peaches laughed, slapping me on the ass. “Y’all, this hoe out here in that man’s drawers and shirt. What, yo ass couldn’t wait to show off this shit, huh?” Peaches walked to the driver’s door, opening it.
“No, bitches, I couldn’t. Like no nigga I have e
ver fuck’d with gave me his car! Y’all, I’m bugged the fuck out right now,” I told them truthfully. I didn’t know how to feel other than excited about the fact that I was driving his car.
“Shid, one thing for sho, he must really like yo ass. And I can tell you now it ain’t about no pussy. I mean, do you know how much that car is worth? I don’t give a fuck how much I love you hoes, nan one of you bitches will drive my shit, I’m sorry. I mean, I’ll kill for y’all, but nope, driving my car ain’t happening,” Kim said, shaking her head. “So how this happen? He just gave you his keys and said take my car?” She asked.
My head shook. “No, I woke up this morning and he was gone. I got a text after I finished breakfast, which he made me by the way. He said he didn’t want to leave me stuck out there and to take his car,” I shrugged before I ended up laughing out loud.
“Bitch, I would’ve gave you a bus ticket to Gary and then told yo ass to take a cab from the station. Ain’t no way in hell I’m leaving you with my car,” Missy’s head shook. “Can I drive it?” She asked me.
“Bitch, no! What the fuck? Yo ass can’t drive for shit. But, Missy, I had that same thought, tho. Like my nigga left me his fuckin’ car. That’s not all, though, this man says his phone gon’ be off for a few days and he’ll get up with me later. Y’all, I’m about to put so many miles on this bitch and I ain’t even going nowhere.”
We all burst out laughing.
“So what’s the deal with y’all? Are you going to give big sexy a chance or what?” Peaches asked, closing the door and coming over to us.
I shrugged. “I don’t know.” After the whole ordeal with Parker the night before, I did want to know more about his intentions. “I mean, I want to, but I’m scared…” I trailed off as I bit into my bottom lip.
“No, not big bad Angel. Scared? Are you serious?” Peaches asked me.
I groaned with a head nod, “I’m so serious.”
