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asked me something she would have to repeat it because I couldn’t take my eyes off of her.
I think I asked her for her phone number ten times and each time she kindly
declined, so I gave her mine instead. After three weeks of waiting, she finally called. Yes, I was
checking my cell phone damn near every hour on the hour waiting for her to
call. She had me tripping because I never act like this over females. I didn’t
have too. Pussy was thrown at me on a daily basis.
    Savannah was different. She was
very independent. The numbers in my bank account didn’t impress her. She’s the
only woman other than Macy that has held out on the pussy. She has stood her ground
too, and like a love sick puppy dog she
has turned me into I’m still waiting.
    “I’m going to go check on the
Lasagna. You think you two can get along for two minutes?”
    “Yeah baby, I’m good,” I said
shrugging my shoulders.
    “Roxie.”
    “Yeah, Vee.”
    As soon as Savannah left Roxie
leaned forward, spread her legs and placed her elbows on her knees. I could see
the imprint of her fat pussy lips through her shorts. My manhood almost
betrayed me. I could feel him jumping against my thigh. I placed my attention elsewhere.
The thought of my mom and stepfather having sex put me back where I needed to
be. She wasn’t about to get me caught up.
    “So, what do you really want with
Vee?” She asked interrupting my thoughts. She sat back closed her legs and
folded her arms underneath her breast.
    “I like Vee. I think she has the
potential to be wifey ,” I smiled as I
imagined me and Savannah settling down possibly having some babies. Savannah
did shit like that to me. She had my nose open. She had me thinking white
picket fences and shit.
    “That will never happen,” she
smirked.
    “Why you say that?” I frowned. I
hated that I let her see she got under my skin.
    “Because Brandon still holds her
heart. I can tell you will never measure up.”
    Before I could respond Savannah
came bouncing back into the living room. “Food is done.”
    Dinner was awkward. Roxie and I
barely said two words to each other. That bitch was on my hit list. She came
for me and like a dumb ass I answered. Now she had me all in my feelings. This
is something that I haven’t felt since my middle school days, insecure. After dinner, I left. I needed some space, a little
time to think and clear my head. I couldn’t let this bitch I barely knew get to
me like this.
    *    *    *
    Club Envious was still hot and
popping even on a Sunday. I decided to use my back entrance. Any other day I
would have been glad to be the center of attention, but Roxie still had me in a
foul mood. Before getting out of my car, I made sure to take My Buddy with me. My trusty glock hasn’t failed me yet. Being a man of my stature you could never be too
cautious.
    “What’s up fam?” My little
brother, Prince, asked dapping me up.
    “Ain’t shit,” I said as I walked
around my desk. “What you doing in here anyway?” I asked sniffing the air
making sure he hasn’t decided to bring some random bitch back to my office and
fuck. Prince did shit like that and for the life of me I don’t know why. He has
his own office. Yes, mine is bigger and flashier, but still that shit is nasty.
I had to dig in his ass a couple of times about it too. For his sake, I hope I didn’t have to remind him.
    “Nothing, I was looking for you.
Stop thinking the worse all the damn time,” he snapped smoothing out his plain
black t-shirt.
    “Yeah, okay,” I responded as I
sat down and logged into my computer. I went over the numbers to the club while
my brother stood there looking at me. I could tell he wanted to ask me
something. “What’s up Prince? What do you need now?”
    “Nothing I just want to talk to
you about something B.”
    “Go ahead then.”
    “Aight check it,” Prince started
as he sat down in the chair opposite me. I sat back and gave him my undivided
attention. “I’ve been rocking