Unconditional

Chapter 5

When I got home I took a quick shower, since it was my third shower today. Then I lotioneddown and began getting dressed. I wore a black thong since I was wearing leggings and no bra since I wore a corset. The corset was lacey and a metallic brown, along with a pair of leopard printed leggings. I pulled on my Maggie Leopard - Top Pumps by Christian Louboutin.

After I was dressed, I pinned my hair to the right side with some loose curls. I pinned my hair to the right so you could clearly see the tattoo of my name with a cute butterfly sitting on the 'y' of my name. I brushed on some gold and brown eye shadow and a bit of eye liner and mascara. Then I finished of with some clear lip gloss.

Once I was done I grabbed my wallet, phone, and keys then I was out. As soon as the girls made it over we did our usual inspection. And just like expected, Dionne barely had anything on. She wore a Bandeau top, some tights, and a pair of wedges. Just when the guys were pulling up I went back inside because I forgot to change my earrings and belly ring. I wore my golden butterflies in my belly and some simple diamond studs in my ears. Then I headed back outside. Everybody was looking at me as I can out except Chris. He was so in to his phone. Typical him. Kareem nudged him and he slowly bought his gaze up, surveying me from my shoes and up. I saw the want in his eyes but the exact opposite came out of his mouth.

"Don't you think you should cover up a little more?"

I scoffed, "No." Then I rolled my eyes and pushed passed him. My phone started ringing at the same moment I was walking away. I looked at the caller i.d. and smiled.

"Hello?"

"Kimberly?"

"Yup."

"This is Rashad."

"I recognize your voice," I smiled.

He chuckled, "well I was just calling you to ask when you'd be free?"

"Actually I'm free for the next two weeks, I'm in on vacation from work," I answered in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Well then how about I take you somewhere tomorrow?"

"That would be nice."

"I'll call you tomorrow with the details then."

"It's a date."

He gave a nice, genuine laugh then replied, "good night Kim."

"Good night Rashad," I laughed then disconnected.

I took notice that Chris' eyes were glued to me but he tried to diverted his attention when he realized that I had caught him. I didn't even say anything, I just got in my car and pulled off. While I was driving I had been thinking about how awkward and strained my friendship with Chris had become recently. I didn't like the way he was acting but I honestly wasn't trying to tease him even though he'd done it to me. I don't care how much he didn't like it, this would be taken care of. He was so damn stubborn. But tonight I was having fun though, so all issues are on the back burner for now.

After we entered the club I went to go dance. I don't know whether it was a guy thing to head straight to the bar or what, but that's what the guys do every time we go out. On the other hand, the girls and I danced in a group but it wasn't long before they were being snatched up by dudes, left and right. I stole a glance at Chris and he seemed to be having a deep conversation with some chick while he had a glass of Henny in his hand. Then he looked over at me. This time neither one of us broke eye contact.

Then I felt a slight tug on my arm then gentle breathing against my ear.

"Dance with me Ma," a very masculine voice whispered onto my ear. His voice sent shivers down my back, it was smooth as hell. I smirked, knowing a nigga had to be bold enough to approach me, when I gave off a little of an attitude called confidence. Then I noticed Chris shooting daggers our way.