"Jay babe just trust me boo, you know I will never steer you wrong honey." Isaiah said sitting me down in the extra comfy chair that was fit for a queen. I was two shots past my weekday limit and my next move was to be headed to my car and lonely apartment without so much as a whispering thought of Anthony.
But I was already getting cotton mouth for my next shot as my eyes glanced around the lobby full of sexy men(thanks to Isha) in search for that one that I would take home and still, I could not get Anthony out of my mind.
That's when he walked in. (Not Anthony!) He was light skinned with a crew cut(waves dippin') with a expression on his face that said "you know you want me". He was wearing a suit and tie and he cut through the crowd like the most important man on earth. It had definitely gotten hotter in the building.
I uncrossed my legs and sat up straight as he approached me, "Jamie?" He asked.
Confusion hit my ass hard,"You know me...I mean...do I know...we know each other." I said feeling stupid after. "Yea, you don't recognize me?" He smiled beautifully.
I took my time, staring at every last one of his features, from his thick dark eyelashes that curled right above his eyelids on to his strong jawline and deep dimple in his right cheek then over to his smooth full sized lips(they practically begged me to suck on them.), then scanned down to his tough neck and wide broad shoulders and zipped back up to his eyes.
His eyes were aggressive, as if he were stripping my flesh away to reach my sole.
I opened my mouth but nothing fell out.
He chucked and I immediately got embarrassed. "No, it's cool. I know I look a bit different know. Justin Wright."
I squinted, still confused.
"Justin from Cambridge High? We were in English 101, Mrs. Vasquez's class?"
I was trying to think back but I couldn't remember him, I don't know if it was cuz the shots or just because he was so sexy that I couldn't focus, but it wasn't clicking.
"I'm sorry, I don't-"
"Maybe it's these clothes," he said ripping off his shirt like it was only a sticker.
And that's when the music started. I was so shocked and dumbfounded, I hadn't noticed that everyone was staring.
He pulled his pants off with one tug and I fell back in my chair. This man was grooving and i immediately felt uncomfortable. I looked around for Isha and saw her no where. Everyone clapped and threw out dollars as he grind his manhood all over me, and I just felt disgusted.
I could feel the bile rising in my throat, so I rushed to a nearby garbage.
I was so embarrassed as I hawked up clumps of pasta. "Really bitch?" Isaiah said with his left arm tucked under his right elbow.
He handed me a napkin and I started to apologize when I noticed the party was still going on. It looked like everyone was getting a turn with Mr. Justin Wright. "Isaiah, was this your idea or Isha's?"
"Girl, why would you ask a stupid question like that?" He said then sat next to me and placed a hand over my head like he was checking for a fever, "You know his was my idea."
I pushed his hand away, "you are so irritating."
"No your so irritating Jamie." He said in a nagging voice, "I'm tired of you walking round here moping about Anthony sorry ass, bitch it's your birthday and I got you the best present a bitch could buy her bitch."
I rolled my eyes,"You know I don't like strippers Isaiah, and you suppose to be my bestie-"
"Eeeerrrrrrr!!!!!" He said putting a hand to my face, "Im done with this conversation after I say this, clean your self up. you better go over to the bar, grab ya ass another few drinks to replace what you just lost, then go back to that sexy ass pale chocolate goddess and work his ass until you couldn't even recognize Anthony if you seen him."
