Swagger Chapter Two Part 2
I smiled at Terrence and played with his curls in his hair as we cuddled on his couch. I was really starting to like him. Carlos and I had long been cut for the simple fact that he found some new bitch that he thought was the 'one' and well I was with Terrence so we call it quits for a while not that we were ever together its just that we wouldn't be messing around no more. I still got to keep my range and I was cool with it.
"Thank you" I told Terrence referring to the fact that he had just cooked me dinner and gave me a bomb ass massage. And no I was not with a white man my baby was Italian.
"Your welcome" he told me kissing me as I straddled his lap and just enjoyed his company. I was so smitten with him I was even thinking about asking him to come home with me for Thanksgiving. Why not? He and I had been seeing each other officially for 2 months now and it wasn't even about the fact that he was willing to give me the world but he and I had something. What you thought I was scared to love again sure I changed but I wasn't about to let a low life like Tremaine fuck up my life any further than he did. This was not about him it was about me. And well right about now it was about Terrence and I.
"Did I ever tell you how happy I am with you? "He asked me as he entangled his fingers with mines. I smiled at him.
"Did I tell you how lucky I was?" I asked him kissing him.
"Naw you didn't" he laughed.
"Well damn how did I ever forget such a compliment?" I asked him tapping my head like I was thinking. He kissed my collar.
"I don't know" He shifted underneath me I could feel his erection rising. And I laughed he and I had not had sex yet and I would make him wait until I thought he was ready to handle me. Terrence was a rough nigga don't let the look fool you. He grew up in Rucker's, Ohio a GHETTO place. He saw more dead bodies than I saw on damn CSI. He was a rough boy with good looks. Though previously I wasn't attracted to men of the opposite race college had made me dip and test so many flavours. Hey what can I say I loved mixing in with others now.
"Well Terrence I'm lucky to have you" I told him nibbling on his lips. In theory he was the lucky one to have me but a man needed to feel like they were wanted and definitely needed to be praised or that could stir trouble. I wasn't a relationship expert but I picked up a few things in Psychology though I hardly paid attention to it sometimes.
"No sono il fortunato un" he cooed into my ears as his hands traveled up to my tank top.
I smiled I love when he spoke Italian though I didn't understand one spick of it the words just sounded so damn sexy when it rolled off his tongue. I looked at him.
"You know I don't know what that mean right?" I asked him he chuckled.
"I said I'm the lucky one" He looked at me. He always did that when he was serious about something he looked whomever he was talking to straight into their eyes. And that shit was scary I hated it because it made it seem like he was staring into my soul.
"How about were both lucky" I concluded turning my gaze from him and standing up.
"Where you going?" He asked me pulling at my booty shorts.
"To get something to drink" I told him he pulled me back down on his lap. The way he held me was so I don't even know how to describe it.
"Boo let me go get something to drink" I begged of him.
"No let me go get it" he told me I smiled at him as he got up. He was such a damn gentleman. Even though I didn't want to catch feelings for him in the beginning I had to let down my guard a little bit. Because Terrence made it clear that he wasn't in it for the bullshit. He had time to play in high school and now that he was in college and on his way to the top he wanted a woman who would ride for him. Though I knew I wasn't going to be around for long I was going to enjoy him while I had him.
