A New Kind of Thug Love (Thugs can love sequel)

Chapter 33

Toya POV

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"Wake up baby," I felt hands creep up around my side. I felt his warm breath on the back of my neck.

"Move Jaheem," I pushed him away. He came back and kissed on my neck. I moaned and gripped the sheets. He found my spot and kept kissing me there. I turned my body towards him. "What do you want?"

"I want you to wake up." With every word he planted a kiss on my face. "And I need some company in the shower." I saw nothing but lust in his eyes.

"I thought you had a very busy day today."

"I did but I cleared it for you. We're going out today."

"Another date so soon?" I sat up wrapping the covers around me.

"Only the best for my girl. Now come on. Or we're gonna be late." He got up to get the shower ready. I know some of you are curious about last night so here's what happened.

~Flashback~

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After turning off my phone we drove for about thirty minutes. We pulled up to this big building. It looked like a hotel. They had valet parking so we just pulled up to the front. Jaheem held the door open for me and led me down a red carpet. "Why are we at a hotel?"

"We're not gonna be at the hotel," he led me to the elevators. "There's something better up top." We stepped in and he pressed the button for the 50th floor. We stayed in a comfortable silence all the way up. The doors opened up to a huge restaurant. "Reservation for Simmons," he told the hostess.

"Awe yes! Right this way." At least she had manners. She led us through the empty restaurant to the balcony. It was beautiful with twinkling lights everywhere.There was a table set up with a white table cloth on top and a candle in the middle. She sat us down. "Can I start you two off with some drinks?" she handed us our menus. We placed our drink orders and she left us to look over the menu.

"Where is everyone?" I whispered.

"Who knows? I just didn't want anyone getting in on our first date."

The hostess came back and placed our order. We talked and joked. It's like we never run out of anything to talk about. She came back with our food and it was delicious. Jaheem had steak and I had fish. "Man all me and my brother did was fight," we laughed. "We were always in deep competition with each other. He was three years older than me but I swore up and down I had more hoes than him. I was spitting game since I was 9."

"You are something else."

"It's true. I been Mackin just to avoid homework and shit. But once my pops let us know what he really does for a living I slowed down. My mom was the one who taught us about fuckin with all the hoes. I'm not about to get killed because of a hoe."

"What about-"

"Yeah I know what you're about to say. When I first met her she wasn't like that. She was one of those quiet girls. She grew up self-conscience and I helped her get over that. But she got a little beside herself and started doing that thot shit. I heard the rumors of her messing with everybody and their grandfather but I ignored it. I wanted to believe she loved me and they were all just lying. It wasn't until my bro said she tried getting him to fuck that I actually kicked her to the curb. It wasn't until then she realized she fucked up." He was quiet for a minute. "Why do females do that? They look for a good guy, get one, fucks up, and then come back for a second chance."

"Why do guys do that?" I shot back. "Most guys ask for a female that'll be down for them and once they do find one all they do is cheat and break her spirit. It's not until she finally if at all moves on that y'all straighten up."