"You're so different than I imagined when I would see you on the TV. Like you give off a man's man type of vibe. But then actually meeting you was completely different. You're intelligent, can hold an actual conversation and you're a complete gentleman." Rita said to me. "I'm glad I'm more than what meets the eye. You're actually exactly what I thought you'd be when I laid eyes on you. You give off girl-next-door vibes. You have a beautiful soul and even more blessed that you have the appearance to match it." I told her. I looked up at her and she blushed a little bit. "Not used to compliments?" I asked her as I got up and slid into the booth beside her instead. I could tell I made her a little nervous. "I can take compliments, I'm just not used to receiving them from guys like you." she said. "What you mean by that?" I asked her as we locked eyes for a moment. "I mean the stereotypical jock. Like not even trying to limit you, but the guys who seem 'out of reach' never seem to pay me much attention. Then there's you..." "Don't shortchange yourself though. I mean, the only reason why you don't see what I see, is because what society tries to force upon you. You're gorgeous and if anything, I should feel as if I'm the one shooting out of my range." I said as I moved her hair out of her face. "Why you say that?" she asked me as she looked a lil perplexed by the statement. "Queens, such as yourself, always assume the star players are just that, players. So we get the bad reps before anyone gets to know us. But see even though you were a bit apprehensive, you still gave me a shot. I had to come at you correct for you to give me the time of day. Who's the catch here? It's you babygirl." I told her and she smiled. "Thank you." she said softly. "Naw, thank you. The pleasure is all mine." I said to her as she looked into my eyes in a way where I knew my next move was the right one. I had leaned in and placed my lips to hers and kissed her for the first time. Not even gonna lie, the way that shit felt was crazy. Considering I had only kissed and touched Toya for so long, this was different. And as much as I tried to act like it wasn't happening, that kiss turned me all the way on. I could tell when we pulled apart that she felt that shit too. "My bad." I said to her as I backed up a little bit. "What for?" she asked me. "I couldn't even resist kissing you, I had been thinking about it for the last 30 minutes." "No need to apologize. It wasn't like the feeling wasn't mutual." she said as the waitress came and brought the check. I quickly took care of that and left a $20 tip on the table for her. When we walked out of the restaurant, I had opened the car door for her, before I took her to the next thing I had planned. I had taken her to the Botanical Garden, I figured she could look at some things that were almost as pretty as her. We had been walking around the garden when she stopped and seemed to marvel at some of the roses. "You like orange?" I asked her. "Yeah, I've actually never seen orange roses before." she said. "Interesting...it's like you give off an orange aura so I could see that." I said to her. "Really?" she said sounding surprised at my observation. "Yeah you have a vibrant personality, you're a positive person, you connect with people easily, there's that balance that you have with reality, your emotions, and even your sensuality." "You get that read off of me?" she said sounding like she was in shock. "Absolutely, but am I wrong?" I asked her and she smiled again. "I mean it seems real spot on, I'm not sure about the sensuality part though." she said. I walked up on her and she turned away from the roses and looked at me. "I'm sure of it. You might need to have a strong connection with someone before you bring it out. But you have beautiful bedroom eyes and I know you know you could have men eating out the palm of your hand. The only reason you ever question it, is because you have a lil extra weight. But let me tell you, a lil extra mean ain't never bothered a real nigga." I said to her as I grabbed her hand and brought her to me. "Like right now...you're turned on and don't even know what to do with yourself. You wanna resist me, but you're having a hard time." She looked away from me for a minute. "Say I'm lying." I said to her. "I can't." she said softly to me. I gave her some space, because I didn't want her to feel pressure. I let her walk ahead some before I came up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist. "I don't know what smells better, you or the roses." I told her and she laughed a little bit. "Mmm I think it's you though." Man it was literally the perfume she has on, whatever she had in her hair...it was just like I was drawn to her...had to be pheromones. "Is that right?" she asked and then she turned around and faced me. "Or you're just happy to see me?" she said to me as she ran her hand over my dick through my pants. "My bad." I said as I tried to straighten myself out, but then she gave me them eyes. "What are you apologizing for?" she asked me as it seemed like the roles were reversed and she walked up to me and started to kiss me and when she ran her hands over my pants, I couldn't even resist just letting it happen.
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The Unusual Suspects Book 2
General FictionThe story of 6 inner city young adults, all from different walks of life, from different areas, and conquering different hardships. Watch how school, family, drugs, lies, the streets, and love bring them together and rip them apart
