Best Bitches

III: Chresanto's Move

Eve

I stood in the mirror, admiring the way my ass looked in my new dress. The cute black material stopped right beneath my ass and had a low cut neckline that teased the imagination of every nigga who would be looking at me. No doubt that I had to pull this expensive ass dress out for Chres. He had finally noticed me, and I was sure as hell going to make sure that his attention never strayed.

Taking a shaky breath, I smoothed down the front of my dress before strutting down the stairs. Immediately, my gaze landed on Craig and Christina, who were both looking hella pissed with each other. I wasn't gonna lie; I felt bad for Christina. She had this bomb ass nigga, willing to do anything for her, yet she was too stingy to even think of giving him some.

Forcing myself to look away, I turned towards Chres, whose eyes were instantly locked on my figure. I made sure to rest a hand on my hip confidently as I strolled over to him. It was like he said; Every nigga needed a fine lady. And I sure as hell was going to be that fine lady for him.

When his eyes locked on mine, I blushed, a smile already spreading across my face. My heart was pounding fast again, and I took a breath to calm myself. As nervous as I was, I had to make sure I looked like the type of cool, confident woman he wanted.

"Oh shit," he mumbled, his tongue rolling over his bottom lip. "You look..."

His words trailed off as Jamie came strolling down the stairs in her dark red dress. I could tell the material was way more expensive than anything I had in my closet, and the way she was working those heels already told me that they were something she managed to get due to her rich ass daddy.

Trying to look unfazed by her outfit, I turned to Chres, only to catch him still eyeing Jamie as she made her way out the front door. My heart constricted, and I looked away, blinking back tears. Trying not to let my voice crack, I forced a smile. Maybe I shouldn't have said yes. Lord knows he still had a thing for Jamie, and I could never compete with her.

"Let's go, losers," I could hear Jamie yelling from her car. "Let's get it poppin'."

Chresanto

I woke up, my legs entangled with someone else's underneath the covers. My arm was loosely wrapped around their waist, and I groaned. For a moment, I believed the girl was Jamie, and I grinned, looking down, only to see Eve's body curled against mine. In an instant, the grin was wiped off my face.

Letting out another groan, I threw off the covers. Damn, I was still in my clothes from last night. I couldn't even get a girl to fuck me when I took her on a pity date...My ass was getting to be like Craig's.

As I sat up, I heard a loud moan echo around the apartment. Confused, I looked down at Eve, only to see her ungracefully roll over to curl up against a pillow. My attention wandered to the door, and I crept towards it, intent on discovering where the sounds were coming from.

When I entered the hallway, I was met the familiar layout of Jamie, Eve, and Christina's apartment. I stumbled down the hall, pausing at Jamie's door where the moans were coming from.

"Oh, fuck, Jacob," the sound of Jamie's voice caused me to freeze, and I eyed the door with shock.

Not waiting, I slowly cracked the door open, peering inside. My body stiffened at the sight of Jamie's body underneath Jacob's. Her legs were wrapped around his waist, and I could see his lips clumsily connecting with hers.

Anger washed over me, and I stepped away from the door. Jacob knew that I liked Jamie; shit, he was the one who told me to go for her, and now he was over here fucking her like my feelings never mattered. Who the fuck did he think he was?

I looked back at the door, wanting to rush in there and punch him in the face. Grinding my teeth together, I stomped down the hall, reentering Eve's room.

"Get up," I commanded, yanking the pillow she was currently cuddling out of her grasp.

Sleepily, she looked up at me. Her eyebrows were knotted together in confusion, and as she slowly sat up, I shook my head.

"C'mon, let's go," I said louder. I snapped my fingers at her, causing her to blink dumbly. Damn, was she desperate for me and stupid?

"What?" she groaned. It was evident by her tone that she wasn't accustomed to being up before noon. "What time is it?"

Before she could look at her clock, I yanked the covers off of her. For a second, I was distracted by the way she looked, but the memory of Jamie fucking Jacob flooded back into my mind, and I instantly regained my focus. Besides, she was nowhere near as fine as Jamie. She was just a pity date whereas Jamie was a woman who I would give an arm and a leg to be with.

"Look," I snapped, fed up with her. "I'm going to get breakfast. Are you coming or are you staying your ass in bed?"