Can You Keep A Secret

Chapter 19

I looked over my outfit in the mirror one more time, I was satisfied. I wore an all white mesh bodysuit that had my ass and tits sitting up just right. I also wore some black 6-inch Giuseppe pumps to give my outfit it's bang and of course my signature red lipstick. (Naomi in MM)

As if on cue, there was a honking of a horn outside. I grabbed my red Chanel clutch and locked up the house before hoping in the backseat of Leah's car. Brian was driving and she was in the passengers seat.

"Hey boo's." I said to them.

"Hey baby." Leah answered.

"Wassup Nae." Brian said.

The ride to the club was filled with us joking, mostly me and Leah cursing each other out and Brian telling us to chill. Then once he said something, me and Leah both got on his ass. That happens pretty much every time we're all together.

We pulled up to a club called "E11EVEN MIAMI." I could tell it was going to be lit and I couldn't wait to get inside. I was about to get stand in line, but Leah pulled me by my arm and we followed Brian.

"Where we going? The line is back there." I said.

"Relax girl, Brian knows the bouncer so we don't have to stand in line." Leah informed me. Brian said a few words to the guy at the door, then he opened the gate to let us in.

The place was packed and loud music blared through the speakers. We went straight to VIP and I ordered a bottle of Peach ciroc, while Brian ordered a bunch of drinks that I'm sure he wouldn't be drinking. I guess Leah is our designated driver for the night since she's pregnant.

After my first time getting drunk it kind of became a habit for me, it stimulates my mind. I'm not an alcoholic or anything, but I like getting drunk. I've also learned to hold my liquor so instead of getting drunk after a few shots, it takes at least three cups.

After drinking half of the bottle, I had a little buzz so I decided to go dance. Brian and Leah were eating each others faces so they didn't even notice that I'd left. A song that I didn't know the name of was on, but I looked around and female were twerking so I realized it was that type of song. 

I bent over and put my hands on my knees, popping my butt. I was wearing a thong so my ass cheeks were jiggling freely to the beat of the song. Someone wrapped their hands around my waist and I turned around to see a cute dread head. I slightly smiled and turned back around.

Left cheek, right cheek, both cheeks. I was definitely giving him a show he'd remember. I felt his member hardening on my butt, but I didn't say anything. The song ended and I stood up straight, walking away. He called out to me but I ignored him.

I know I said I would have a little fun tonight, be he seems like the type to catch feelings after a one night stand. Fucking with me he's bound to catch feelings. My thoughts were rudely interrupted when I bumped into a hard chest causing me to fall.

"Sorry." I apologized. A familiar tattooed hand reached down to help me up. When I was back on my feet I made eye contact with the person I thought I'd never see again. "Jayceon.." I mumbled.

"Naomi." He said with a surprised look on his face. He pulled me into a hug, wrapping his arms around my neck. I wrapped mine around his torso and buried my face in his chest. He grabbed my hand and pulled me to a private lounge.

"What are you doing back here?" I asked as I took a seat beside him on the couch.

"I moved back nine months ago, damn I missed you." He said, taking in my appearance.

Probably amazed at how much my body had developed. I was no longer that twenty year old Naomi who had a hard exterior and a soft interior. No. I was new and improved twenty-four year old Naomi with a banging body and a hard interior and exterior. Having Kylie really did my body right, I look like a porn star or maybe a stripper.