Love on the Brain [Quadrilogy to Me, You, & Henny]

LOTBC19.

Christopher Brown.

Since I was back up on my feet again after a few days I didn't find a reason not to go back to work. Nor did I have any excuses about needing to attend my treatment therapy, psychiatrist, and even go to church. This was a continuous cycle for me, for about three weeks or so now. Life wasn't much more positive, but with some of the right people in it- I felt like I was half way alive again.

"Next pose Chris." Dakota says as she moves into the 'childs pose'. I wasn't too ashamed of coming to yoga class with Dakota. She offered to pay for me plus it was relaxing for all the shit going on in my life.

Dakota and I decided to keep everything to a minimum in regards to sexual relations. The most we do now is just kiss and make out, she didn't feel a reason why we needed to have sex and neither did I. Was this friends with benefits? Hell nah, I can't commit to that shit.

Switching poses made me realize that we were just about done our yoga class and that I could finally go home for the day. Church ran a little longer than expected and Dakota wanted to eat lunch out in the courtyard before we left.

Dakota nudged me to stand up and head to the locker room as she would roll up my matt and we'd meet each other in the parking lot. And we did just that, she held out her palm and gave me a cheesy smile. "You did great today, I have a quick question."

"Shoot baby," I say watching her eyes intensely, why was she so gorgeous? See this why I can't keep female friends.

"My dad's in town and I was-"

"Wondering If I wanna meet him? Fuck yes! Shit it's Sunday. Heck yes." I say causing both of us to laugh.

"Yup, we could have dinner over at my place. He'll only be here for a day or two, and since you have you treatment tomorrow I thought tonight would be perfect." She says.

I don't think I can pass this up for Sunday night football and a large pizza all to myself. "Deal, when should I come over?"

"Around six, and wear something besides those damn sweatpants." She grits her teeth and quickly pulls on my waistband for emphasis.

"Yeah yeah, I know you be peeping my dick print and all. But I'll try and look my best tonight. I'll see you later Kota Wota." I say knowing it annoyed the hell out of her as she walked around to the side of her car.

"Don't call me that, but see you." She beams getting into her car as I do the same for me. I pressed the start button and held the break.

"I have a hot date and a chance to meet Willy Ribbs, great."

Whatever, I don't care what I look like. I'm going to dinner and that's it.

I was nervous just on my way over there, I wasn't used to seeing Dakota in other attire besides yoga pants or black pants for church. If she ends up looking all hot and fancy from some music video I may have to break our friendship boundaries and get some pussy.