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There's a lot of traffic on the crowded highway. Since it's Friday which is the weekend, this is greatly expected. Everyone is going out tonight and doesn't plan on heading in no time soon. My mind is everywhere as of now. I'm not in the right head space to have male company over, but yolo. In all seriousness, it's not even that type of party and I'm certain Meech knows this.
The ringing phone interrupted the R&B Music that is softly playing. It also put an end to the debate I'm having in my head. Only I would know how nasty it can get between the two of us. I'm usually not the person that initiates intimacy, but it can go one of two ways tonight.
Once answering the phone, Demetrius smiled into the camera. My heart began to pound repeatedly. God took his time with this man.
"I have to go pick up some money from Erotic City. You want something to eat from there?"
Erotic City is a popular nightclub here in Detroit. That's where you'll find a very specific group of individuals. Niggas that are considered "ballers" frequent there and women who are attracted to those type of men are also in attendance as well. Erotic City is best known for their good food and exotic dancers though.
That is still no place for a nigga of mine to be.
After smoothly merging lanes, I looked down at the iPhone screen. "Yeah...I want lamb chops, loaded mashed potatoes, and broccoli."
Erotic City is never on the menu when it's comes to good eats. I hate the environment, so now that the opportunity is at my feet, I can't pass it up. Silas would usually get the food for me, but he isn't around to do so anymore.
He cleared his throat. "Alright, T."
Demetrius's tennis chains flickered different colors of the rainbow under the flat and vague lighting. A few pieces hung from his neck adding the perfect touch to his already beautiful and masculine features. We must stay focused.
"Mhm." I say trying my hardest not to seem hot and bothered. "You better not spend too much time in that strip club, Demetrius."
The reflection of the red traffic light struck the windshield as he spoke. I can feel myself getting moist with each word. "Ion wanna see them hoes dance. I'm tryna come lay down with you."
My cheeks burned from blushing. He always knows exactly what to say that'll keep me smiling. Meech is perfect and seem to have fell from the sky. I can't contain the butterflies.
"I'm sharing my location with you, so you'll be able to get my address from there. Bring me a Pure Leaf Extra Sweet Tea too. It has to be Pure Leaf and I want a bag of cheddar Ruffles."
