Lyah
I shook my leg feeling impatient as I waited for the doctor to come back in. I hated checkups but I had to do it twice every month just to get a good check on myself. I yearned knowing if I was clean or not, it could be some type of disorder but regardless I wouldn't care.
When the doctor finally came back in he was looking down at my results. I looked at him anxiously.
"Alright, Ms. Alyah. You're good to go. You tested with flying colors... that in the best way possible." He said with a smile.
I exhaled. "Thank you, doctor." I said with a smile.
I knew I wasn't the only girl Benji was messing with. I never was and I refused to let him give me anything, that's why I always wore a condom and I never sucked him up, which he probably hated.
As bad as Benji was for me I still liked him. The keyword is liked. I couldn't see myself with anyone after Money, even after everything we had been through. Seeing him die was the hardest for me and I'm still not over it. I don't even know who to talk to about the shit. I hated even more coming back to Florida afterwards because lord knows all I see is flashback after flashback of things we use to do. Sometimes it made me cry. The worse part about building with someone was having to knock it all down to "move on" when you can't move on because you've done so much with them.
I rolled my eyes, looking down at the pavement on the ground around 30 minutes after the good news. Benji was late picking me up.
Seconds later, a black Mercedes pulled up in front of me and the window rolled down to show Kayo. My panties practically got wet seeing him. I knew he liked me but I couldn't serious with him because I was wrapped up in Benji and I didn't do that three wheel whatever.
"Benji told me to get you." He said, unlocking the door. I nodded.
"I figured." I said before getting in next to him. Once I was in, he rolled up the window and turned the air up high along with the music to turn down any future conversations. I didn't mind, I could understand completely why he wouldn't want to talk.
He started driving, bobbing his head to the music as he rapped along to whatever the song was. I just looked out the window and waited to arrive.
Suddenly, he turned down the music. "Aye, you heard from ya girl Taylor?" He asked, catching me by surprise.
I shook my head. Truly, after the whole thing with Wyn and those cops, she was acting different towards me. "Nah, we don't talk that often. She's usually with her sister anyway."
"Oh, word? That makes you jealous or what?" He asked, noting the way I responded.
"Nah, everybody just asks me about her and we really don't kick it like that anymore after that shit at the warehouse. She don't really fuck with anyone after that." I told him. He nodded.
"I was just asking because Wyn was trying to kill Roman over her. I know that's ya bro and shit so I was just-"
"Wait what? Why?" I asked, confused.
"Seems like Roman and Taylor got a thing going or something." He said with a shrug. "But you obviously ain't know about that."
He then turned up the music before I could respond. That was fine because I wasn't going to.
That has to be stopped.
Taylor
I was sitting on top of Roman when his phone rang. He looked at me, licking his lips as he rubbed my ass. I rolled my eyes. I didn't have much of anything back there but he was hard as if I had my sister's body. I grabbed his phone and looked at the caller ID.
"Lani." I announced before giving it to him. He rolled his eyes and shook his head.
"Not right now." He said, his eyes trailing down my body. It gave me tingles. I never had a man look at me so blood thirsty. It was like was saying that it was his without saying it. Something like a wolf or lion claiming their territory without having to fight or pee on a tree.
"Why not?" I asked, trying to turn down the sensual tension. I wanted him just as much but I didn't want to rush this like I did with Wyn. I gave it up to him without even being in a real relationship or knowing where we stood. I wasn't doing that again.
"She's my best friend. She's just gonna nag me." He said with a groan.
I put the phone on speaker. "So I nag you, bitch?" I heard come from the speaker. He started laughing before snatching the phone from me.
"Yes, hoe. What do you want?" He asked. I looked at him, puzzled.
"Don't call her that. That's disrespectful." I told him, hitting his chest.
"That's how we talk, calm down-"
"No, not in front of me." I declared, staring at him. He rolled his eyes and smacked his lips before looking away.
"Anyway." He said into the phone.
"I'm for real!" I yelled with a laugh. He laughed too before wrapping his arm around me and flipping me on my side in front of him in one swift motion.
"You not gon be yelling and putting your hands on me." He said with a smile but a very serious tone. I smiled. I liked the dominance.
"Yes daddy." I giggled. He cut his eyes at me before smirking. He gave me a kiss before going back to his phone call.
I got up and walked out. All I wore was little shorts and his shirt. We were at my house, cuddled up, while Rei was at school. I walked downstairs to the kitchen where I poured me a glass of orange juice. I could hear Roman following me still talking on the phone.
One thing was for sure, he never let me be alone for too long. He liked being next to me and holding my hand, I could tell it was more his protective, manly self than "clingy".
Once he was next to me, he leaned against the counter and mouthed "give me some", I rolled my eyes and turned away.
"Boy, I don't know you like that." I said before attempting to walk away. He grabbed me by his shirt as he chuckled.
"Wasn't saying all that when you be kissing on me. If I got something, it's already in your mouth so give me some." He said boldly as he pulled me back. I smacked my lips but he had a point so I put my glass to his lips and let him sip.
"Now I gotta go to the doctor." I said with a laugh.
"Girl, shut up. I don't got shit." He said before going back to his phone call.
"I don't know that." I mumbled before successfully walking off.
I walked upstairs to get ready to shower. I pulled some ripped jean shorts, a Hilfiger crop top, and a jean jacket out of my closet that I had bought not too long ago. Glynn had been getting me into high-end fashion lately and I liked it.
I stripped from my clothes before going into the bathroom, closing the door behind me. After turning the water on and letting it get hot enough, I stepped in. Damn I wish... my thoughts were cut off when I thought I heard the door open.
Roman
I walked upstairs to see where Taylor went, checking her room first. When I went inside I saw my shirt and her shorts laid out on the floor. My mind ultimately visioned her somewhere naked. Something I wouldn't mind die trying to see. I could hear the shower running the closer I got to the bathroom attached to her room. It wasn't like me to be nervous to open the door when a beautiful woman was in the shower but I didn't want her thinking I was gonna take advantage of her or anything.
I took a deep breath, stop being a bitch, nigga. I thought before opening the door slowly. When I looked inside, I could see her figure blurred out by the glass.
I closed the door behind me as I went in. I pulled off my shorts and draws and got in behind her. I had already mentally claimed this moment. I needed to hear was no and it would be over and done.
She looked shocked when she seen me but she calmed down and laughed. She rolled her eyes but then those same eyes fell down to my dick. I could tell she was impressed but obviously not too impressed because she turned away and continued washing her body. I'd never understand how she was so comfortable with me standing there but I wasn't mad at it. I pulled her back to me, my dick promptly pressed against the small of her back. I kissed her neck on either side before going in to make hickies.
Her body tensed up a little when my hands started to explore her breasts so I just held them before whispering in her ear "relax", I could feel her trying to relax but it didn't work.
I knocked it as she just wasn't ready. "I won't do anything you don't want me to." I told her before moving my hands to her stomach.
Don't rush this. I told myself.
She didn't say anything, she just rested the back of her head on my chest, letting the water fall on us.
This had me feeling a little type of way. What did Wyn have that I didn't?