"Get out of there, Reagan! That bitch could be trying to kill you!" I heard in my ear, but of course I ignored.
I found this intriguing. He was bowing down to me, Domonique was stepping to my family's level and it made me smirk in the inside becaus...
I knew I was ready to go home now after all of the dancing I had did tonight and Chase couldn't stop attacking me and laughing about the show I put on either. She thought it was just for Romeo, when it was really for Domonic.
"Girl you showed your ass in there for Romeo tonight. You know, I didn't even know you could still do that trick with your ass?"
I laughed, coughing as I had got done smoking the blunt. I had accidentally swallowed and didn't breath out of my nose even though I was not even new to smoking.
"Yeah, it surprised me too," I lied because I do it all the time at home. Nothing was new about it for me.
"Well, you sure we--"
"Can I talk to you for a minute Chase?"
I didn't even have to turn my head to see it was Travis as I blew the smoke from my mouth. She looked over at me and I waved her off with my hand.
"You can go, girl."
She smiled and shrugged her shoulders standing up and walking back into the noisy party with Travis and I knew then that they were going upstairs to one of Shoneys rooms which made me pretty jealous.
They were in love, and sometimes even if it killed me to admit it I wanted to be with someone too. I let the thought pass my mind and shook my head blowing out the smoke, speaking aloud.
"My dumbass," I laughed after letting the smoke free as I felt someone's presence from behind me as I sat on the back of Shoney's porch.
I didn't even bother to turn around and see who it was as they sat on the back porch next to me. I just continued to smoke until I heard his baritone voice.
"So you ain't got shit to say?"
I turned towards his beautiful light skin and I couldn't even lie and say I wasn't feeling him. His skin, his curly hair, those pretty brown grey eyes, and those dimples all out me into a trance. Even though I wasn't suppose to feel this way, or even purse him, according to my family's wishes. However, I never followed the rules in the way, and I could do what I wanted to do at the end of the day.
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"I don't have shit to say to you."
He chuckled, pushing his hand through my hair and before I knew it tugged my hair to were my face was going up and his lips were able to be connected to my neck.
"What are you do-"
"So you don't have shit..." He stopped talking and replaced his talk with his lips, and I closed my mouth shut and clinched my teeth. "Let it out, baby."
I didn't want too, of course. He was too much for me, no actually I was too much for him, we weren't the same even if we came from a similar background. I actually started to feel guilty a little bit for not stopping him like I should've, but once that came into me, the guilt, I knew I had to moan.
