Brother's Keeper✔️

31. Manny on One

Manny POV

"You should come over to my place for Thanksgiving dinner," Laila said to him while they were saying their goodbyes before the long weekend.

He was shocked Laila invited him over. She met his parents but he had yet to meet hers. He didn't know if he was ready. That was a big step in their relationship.

"Nah, because Jordan is gonna stay with me, and my parents want to show out for him..."

"I'm sure Marketta would like him to come over as well. Please!" Laila hugged him tightly. "I want you to meet them, and my other sisters and brothers. Being the oldest, they look up to me so much and so seeing Marketta and me in college and do well, hopefully, it encourages them to go."

"Babe, look, I gotta see what my parents have planned, okay." He kissed her. "I'll get back to you and see what they say."

His guilty conscience about what he did with Shamiya, not once, not twice, several times last week. He did not let it go any further than her giving him head. He knew it was wrong, especially since he loved Laila. He would stop, he had to because he did not want to lose her.

He would put his focus on her and be the best boyfriend.

"You know what, maybe we will show up. Just for a little while."

He and Jordan had tense moments lately because he caught him with Shamiya. He felt he was put in a bad situation, by not telling Marketta. He begged and pleaded with his friend that it was a mistake and he would never do it again.

Not in his room anyway. He kept it discreet after that.

He was not a cheater. Well, he never had a girlfriend before to cheat with. He knew he did not want to be that guy, so he had to stop himself.

Jordan knew more about girls and dating, he would talk to him about it on the long drive home.

"You still not talking to me frat? It's like that?" They were already twenty minutes into their drive and Jordan said next to nothing to him. They were going to spend the next few days in his parent's house he had to talk to him sometime.

"Man, what you do, I said that's on you, I just don't want it coming back to bite me in the ass."

"Now how would it do that?"

"They're sisters! Why can't you see that? If Ketta finds out I knew about you cheating, she's gonna be mad at me."

"I told you it was just the one time." The lie rolled so easily from his mouth. "And it's not cheating."

"What world are you living in? Head is sex. And more importantly, it leads to other things."

"It does?" This was all new to him and he was not trying to be naive about it. This kind of stuff his father never talked to him about. It was always, use protection, be careful, and that's it. He never talked to him about other aspects of sex.

"Look dude, I see the girls coming at you left and right, they see the letters, plus you can sing like Breezy, I get it. Do you think they don't come at me? Hot girls too. But I like who I'm with right now, and once I feel I need someone else, I'm going to bounce."

"Really?"

"Yeah! You know shorty Anika, the MAX neo...I had a crush on her all last year. She's so hot, mmmph! I could have got her."

"She's cute. I think I like that tall one, Malinda."

"That's not my point man! My point is, she's in a situation, I'm in a situation. I'm not trying to hurt anybody."

He nodded his head to that. He did not want to hurt Laila. He cared about her. They were having sex and he was satisfied with that. Why did other guys cheat? He maybe had to talk to Brian about that. He had a girlfriend of several years but he still did his thing with several girls on campus, everyone knew. He got away with it because she was at another school.

He briefly met her, and he wondered why Brian did it. She seemed like a cool girl. Obviously, he had strong feelings for her he was with her this long.

The rest of the drive was cool, Jordan would keep quiet about the situation. He also insisted they go visit the girls at their home sometime on Thanksgiving. He did not know if he could swing that, his parents liked the day to be solely about family. But maybe he could use the excuse that Jordan needed to see his, but instead, they went to see the girls. That could work.

"Since we're used to sharing rooms, you won't mind sleeping on the floor in mine," he said, once they pulled up to his parent's small yellow house on Lilac Avenue, only a few blocks from the high school he attended.

"Hey, it's still better than my crib."

It was a three-bedroom house, but his father used one of the bedrooms as an office slash guest room, and Jordan would not want to sleep in that stuffy room.

"Boys!" his mother said, soon as he walked through the door. She grabbed him in a hug. "I missed my little boy."

"Mom, I'm not little."

"And Jordan, nice to see you again." She grabbed Jordan in a hug. "Make yourself at home here, anything you need, just let me know."

"Already smells good in here," Jordan said. "You're cooking already?"

"Just my cakes and pies. I'll start on the rest bright and early in the morning."

He led Jodan to his room and his parents already had the futon from the office in his room with extra sets of blankets and a set of towels sitting on it. He never had friends over, just the occasional cousin that was close to his age.

Jordan busied himself looking around his neat and tidy room, mostly as he left it. His parents moved his dresser to make room for the futon so there was little empty space.

He sat in his bed and scrolled through his phone. He wondered if Laila and Marketta made it home yet. They left around the same time, he needed to check in on her. When he looked through his phone he saw that he had a couple of texts from Shamiya.

He should not have given her his number, but he had given it to her in case he wanted to hook up with her again. He looked at the texts and saw that they were pictures. Of her. With no clothes on.

"The girls made it in?" Jordan asked, trying to look over at his phone but he quickly moved it away and shielded it from his eyes.

"Huh? What was that?"

"Whatever, let me call them."

He couldn't focus on what was going on, all he wanted was to stare more at the pictures. Once Jordan laid out on the futon, he went back to looking at his phone. Shamiya had a picture of her with no shirt on and posed for the camera. She looked really good. He liked to look at breasts, what was wrong with that?

In another picture she was in her bed, not at the dorm, she was home, and she was posed sexy. Another, she had on her panties and nothing else. His mouth watered a bit.

This was wrong. He should stop looking and call his girlfriend whom he loved.

Just one more look.

In the last picture, she was nude. He couldn't help it, he got aroused by it. If his roommate was not in the room, he would touch himself.

"The girls are fine, since you asked."Jordan put his phone down and stood up from the futon. He did not even hear him talking on the phone. "Yo, you think your mom would let me sample some of the food now? I'm starving."

"Yeah man, go ask. I'll be out in a minute."

Perfect time for him to continue to look at the pictures. Once Jordan was gone, he put his hand in his pants and did what he needed to do.

This was definitely not cheating.

A/N: I don't know what to do with Manny anymore. Church boy just...