Thug Noire

Chapter VI

I looked over at the clock and it read 8:27 a.m. I looked down and saw an imprint of where Nyree laid.

I pressed my face in the pillow he laid on to see that the his scent was still fresh. I yawned, stretched, and rolled before finally getting out of the bed.

I walked to the bathroom and did my morning routine. 45 minutes later I was in the kitchen and decided that I wasn't about to cook all that food again so I decided to pull out the 5 boxes of cereal from the pantry I bought when I went shopping for groceries. I took out some medium size bowls, spoons and then the milk.

I just went in the fridge, got out some strawberries and bananas and started to slice them when I felt someone grab me around my waist.

I felt something wet on my arms and turned around to see Nyree in only a pair of jogging sweats and headphones around his neck. You could see the sweat from his face drip onto his chest and make its way down to the waistband.

"What you been doing?"

"Just got done running a few miles," Nyree answered before leaning down and pecking me on the lips. "What you cooking today?"

"Nothing that's why I took the cereal out and tonight I'm going to order some pizza. I never cook on Fridays."

Nyree raised his eyebrow but he didn't question it.

"Aight well imma go hop on the shower real quick" Nyree said given me another peck before walking out.

I grabbed myself one of the bowls and spoons on the counter and filled in with Frosted Flakes before throwing in some strawberries and milk. I grabbed a bottle of apple out the fridge and headed to the living room.

About 25 minutes later, Nyree walked in with his bowl and sat on the floor between my legs. I immediately started running my fingers through his Indian hair that he got from Mama Dee.

"How long has it been since you had your hair braided?"

"10 years"

I stopped and yanked his head back until he was looking at me upside down. "Ouch shit, Grace"

"You didn't let nobody braid your hair in there?"

"Hell no, you know I ain't let nobody put dey hands in my head if it ain't either you or kin folk. I ain't know where the fuck their grimy ass hands been and think its about to be put through my shit. Shiiiiid. I couldn't help but laugh.

Sometime later, I somehow ended up tonguing Ny down while straddling his lap and we had our hands under each other shirts when the house phone started ringing. "I got it," I said. I leaned over Nyree to the table behind the couch and pushed the speaker button .

"Hello" I called out before nibbling on Ny's ear.

"How do you do darling?"said a Russian accent.

"Iryka?" I asked confused.

"Iryka? What is that? It's me Martha, sweetie"

"Oh, I'm sorry how have you been?"

"Splendid darling. I heard that you are back home in that beautiful house of yours?"

"Yes I am" now getting off Ny lap.

"Well I was wondering if maybe you can host a party again at your house this year since you know the last one was a success?"

I looked over at Nyree to see him mouthed no. I rolled my eyes and said "Of course" I heard Nyree groan and I couldn't help but chuckle.

"So when do you want to do this?"