Make Me Yours!!

DEEP TALKS

Just a warning this chapter WILL suck, i can promise that. Sorry, trying my best  but my brain is so scattered with this book.

Give me some feedback, imput, ideas and maybe I'll throw your ideas in here. It's time to SPICE THINGS UP!!!😉😉😉😉

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Sitting down at the kitchen island I look towards both my sexy men. Together these men makes the most dynamic powerhouse of friends. They support each other, have this kind of mind-link connection, and are dangerously good looking. As much as I would love to bask in their glory I know we can't; we will discuss nothing if we don't have this talk.

"Alright guys, let's set some ground rules and expectations."

Both of them look utterly scared for what we are about to talk about. That's not my goal, I just need o know we're on the same page.

"What I'm expecting from this 'partnership' I guess you could call it is total honesty, patience, freedom, and respect. Don't try to control me because I'm not a puppet. I'm not into the whole 50 shades bullshit. I will agree to some of those things but not a lot.
You repsect me and I'll respect you. Please no more public stuff unless you run it by me.  I'm really going to need you to walk me through this and everything you expect. I will need to go home every couple of days to check on things and have some alone time. Also I don't want this to interfere with my work. I will continue this thing for as long as I work with you. However if I decide to leave the company or relationship you have to let me. No hanging anything over my head or anything. Nobody at work can know. We need to sit down and discuss everything you expect me to do for you. I'll cook, clean and enteral  you but by no means am a slave."

The room is silent for a few seconds before the boys start to laugh in my face. You're laughing at everything I've just said!?! Are you kidding me? I am black, I will lose my shit over this shit and NOT apologize.

Looking towards both of them, I fix my face in a way of saying I don't understand why you're laughing. Benji is the first to respond.

"Honey, you seem to think you have a choice in the matter. You do what we say you do, no questions asks, no hesitations .  If we say crawl to us, you get on all fours and crawl that sexy ass over here. If my boy Roman says to wash his car naked, that's exactly what you'll do. We're in charge of this show and we call the shots so if that's not what you want then leave because what we want is a slave that will please us 24/7 365 days a years . Can you do that?"

With that question lingering in the air, I raise from my chair silently turn around and head for my room to pack my things. I will Google for a hotel or find the closest bus stop to take me home. I am NOT a slave, this is NOT the 1800's, and slavery has been abolished for quite some time now,   thank you very much pompous assholes. I can't hear if their saying anything and I don't care I just want to get out of here right now.

Upon entering my room, I grab my suitcase and start stuffing my shit in my bag. My mind is blank, face is empty of emotion, and my movements fast. The faster I leave the sooner I can forget that this ever happened. I c an't believe what their asking for, I may be inexperienced but I'm in no way stupid or naive. God, the way they just looked at me makes my blood boil. I could just..... could just...... hold up.

Something is not right here. I have this weird feeling in the pit of my stomach. I have a feeling they are just yanking my chain; if I'm right about this then I'll just ride this train on out of here and give them a scare back. Now the question is, how do I get them back?? Think brain think.....

GOT IT!!!

If they're messing arouond with me, then this will teach them not to fuck around with a black woman.

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Benji-

I'm sure you've already figured out that we were just joking, however it may have gone a little too far. I admit, we have no clue when to stop but seeing the look on her face when we said that was priceless. Her face totally lost all emotion, her back became ramroad straight, and she almost glided away from us. I wouldn't be suprised if she was upstairs packing her bags; whih obviously can't happen because we went through a lot of trouble trying to get her here. We'll have to persuade her to stay which I'm sure will be easy to do.

Looking towards Rome, I silently raise my eyebrow. What's he thinking? Normally he and I  can pick up on eachothers inner thoughts by a simple look. That's juust how intune we are with eachother but right now his face holds no kinda of dialog; it's just kind of blank. Maybe he's thinkig the same as me.... If so then I know for sure we done messed up.

There's little to almost no noise coming from upstairs.  Looking towards the stairs, I begin to think that we need to take this moreseriously. Personally I don't want to lose her, but she's wound too tight, she's got go relax and let go. I'm not sure how this will work but I'm tired of hiding my feelings for her. I want to show her off to the world. Flaunt her to other men and tell them she's happily taken. The thought of seeing other womens' eyes glaze over with enjoy and jealousy brings a soul warming smile to my face. Call my crazy but I take great pride in my woman and I want the whole world to know she's ours.

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Shay-

Once all of my clothes are packed, I head downstairs to ask the boys to call for a cab. They're both still standing exactly where I left them; looks like neither has moved an inch. Roman looks like he's holding something in while Benji looks puzzled. Well I hope their both sorry, because I'm about to lay down the law.

Walking up to both of them, I take a deep breath and spew venom from my mouth.

"So you have two options and only two options. Either you call me a cab right now or give me a car to borrow to drive home. I'm not taking you shit, your twisted words any more. I hate you both for stringing me along and I never wanna see you again. With that being said, my letter of resignation  will on your desk first thing tomorrow morning.  I'll give you two minutes to make your decision. Oh and to make sure you actually make a decision, if you don't I'll find the first person on the street that's willing to drive me home." Turning my back I walk towards the door with their suprised expressions imprinted in my mind.

Reaching for the doorknob I say my last two cents.

"You have a minute and a half to come to a decision."

With that I saunter my way out the front door and down the driveway.

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Oh yeah I'm late but my birthday was April 27. I've tried to remove the picture but I cant.

❤💙💚💛💜💓💕💖💗💘💝💞💟💋👄 Love you all beautiful people.