A Divine Lust {Stud×Fem}

xiii. breakfast

logan

PART ONE — DATE

It took three weeks, but we made it, the first date was incoming. I felt so serene in her arms, I blurted. I was tired of that friend shit.

I want her.

It was morning and there was nothing in the house for me to consume. I assumed I had remaining food items in the cabinets, but I was incorrect, the brain's becoming old.

I was one to make breakfast and nothing else when home from work, I had lunch and dinner delivered.

I headed to the store, held a basket, and walked the aisles, throwing shit in. I halted in one of the aisles and read a label. I wanted to taste something new.

"Oh, look, I must have a stalker." A voice muttered from behind.

I turned and looked towards Quinn, of course it was her. "You don't know how to be silent, huh?" I asked. "You could've seen me and hushed, but no. You had to talk."

"You're so irritable." Quinn told me, looking with revulsion. "I'm the irritable one? You're the one who wrecked the fucking truck!" I barked.

"The truck, what?" Quinn asked, clueless.

"Oh, don't act numb now."

"You know what, if there is a next time, I will fucking hush." Quinn continued walking.

"Good." I said, watching her. "All I fucking wanted was reassurance and look where I am now." Quinn mumbled as she left the aisle.

I went home with the items and made breakfast. I couldn't even eat, but I tried.

I sent Tahiri more details about our date and she sent me her address, I was escorting her.

I don't want to think about or ever see Quinn. I'm leaving her behind.

The following noon was our date. I drove to the condo, it was fifteen minutes from the house, I waited for Tahiri to come down.

A few minutes later, she walked out, looking sensational in her fit and came to the truck.

I was standing outside. "You astonish me each time, I swear." I said, ogling her.

"I look fine?" Tahiri asked. "All the damn time." I answered. "You're a beautiful woman, mamas."

Tahiri beamed. I held the door back and she climbed into the truck. "Your fit looks nice." I climbed in and looked down. "I'm decent."

Tahiri rolled her orbs. "You look nice." I smirked and looked at her. "You want me to drive fast or slow?"

"There's nothing in between?"

"You want me to drive in between?"

"Yes."

"Girl, I know that lambo's fast as hell."

"It is, but when I'm alone. You aren't alone."

"Aw, shit... in between it is."

"And I want some nice music, too." Tahiri added. "I don't to hear that mumble shit."

"Yes, ma'am!" I blurted, shocked. "You own this truck." I added. "I do." Tahiri entertained.

The music blasted. Her head nodded in accord, this woman's a wild cat, I should've taken her to the club, she's a bit more comfortable with me now.