Time for Love (Book Four to New Flame)

Curiosity Strikes

A'Jahnae

I pulled up in the driveway and hurriedly walked into the hotel's lobby.

"Hello, how may I help you?"

"I need a room, I'm really not too picky on what kind of room I get." I showed the lady my identification.

"Alright, ma'am. Your room is 813. Enjoy your stay." I nodded, heading for the elevator.

Once I got to my floor, I got off and went to my room. I used the card to unlock it, and closed the door behind me.

I plopped on the bed, and my anger turned into me crying. Everything that happened at the club just flat out confused me.

"Cleaning service!" I heard an older woman at the door. I sniffed, wiping my face answering the door.

"Everything looks good, ma'am." I assured her. She handed me a pile of towels and Chris walked up behind her, into the room.

"U-uh, thank you ma'am." I smiled awkwardly, closing the door.

"Chris, get out please."

"You supposed to be going home with me but you over here at a fuckin' hotel room being stubborn as always!"

"And have you given me a reason not to?! Why were you even talking to her??!"

"I'm not like you, I don't hold grudges. If I did, I would be miserable-"

"Don't play that miserable shit on me, you know exactly why I'm despise that bitch. All she has ever done was cause havoc in my life, and you're allowing her to do it again!"

"I'm not allowing her to do shit." Chris shot back. Tears built up in my eyes and I started hitting him.

"There's something you're not telling me!! You fucking her ain't-" Chris snapped, taking both of my arms and slamming me against the wall.

"You know what? Shut the fuck up, Arielle." Chris said through gritted teeth, staring me down. "I'm not fuckin' anybody else, and I'm definitely not fuckin' her. You need to check my phone? Go through that shit, I don't give a damn. You gotta check my dick every time I come home? I'll be glad to show you that shit. Shut your insecure ass up sometimes, it will do both of us a favor." He let go of my hands, breathing heavily.

"You know what?! Fuck you!-" I lifted my leg to kick Chris but he grabbed me by my ankle.

"Try that crazy shit wit someone else." He put my leg down. I sat on the bed and watched him take off his shirt. He took off the rest of his clothes, but kept his boxers on and laid in the bed under the covers.

"Why were you talking to Desire, Chris? After I had her tortured, that should have told you to leave her the hell alone."

"I went over there because I wanted to ask Chyna about King. I miss my godson." I shook my head with a slight chuckle.

"After six years, you still don't know how to lie. You're a no good, bitch ass cheater. Man, you can keep the room, but I'm out." I got up going to the door quickly. Chris grabbed my wrist and threw me on the bed. He hovered over me, staring into my eyes.

"Say that shit again." He demanded.

"You're a no good, bitch ass cheater and I hate you!" I yelled in his face.

"You mean it?"

"Y-no." I gasped, feeling Chris enter me without warning.

The Next Morning

Chris

I woke up to the smell of food. I opened my eyes slowly and noticed there was a tray of food in front of our bed. I looked over and saw Nae sitting next to me, eating a bagel.