Don't Get Caught Up! 3

Chpt 16

Chapter 16: Rayne

"So when can I see you again?" Terrence held me by my waist as I leaned against Myra's car. "Whenever, wherever. It doesn't matter."I caressed his cheek, "I hope it's soon. I want to spend some time with you." Terrence smiled at me. Damn, he's so gorgeous. Is this God's way of telling me to finally move on? I acted on impulse and kissed Terrence. His lips were soft as fuck just like I imagined. He bit and sucked on my bottom lip. I let out a small moan. He's driving me insane! I think I just had a small orgasm in my pants. "Would yall please hurry the fuck up! I'm tired and drunk! I wanna go home." Myra screamed from inside of the car. I let a small chuckle. "I guess that's my cue to leave." Terrence kissed me on the forehead, "Drive safe." He opened the driver's seat of the car and I slipped in. He closed it and walked back into the house. "You look happy." Myra said as I drove off. "I am. He seems like a genuine person." I bit my lip as I thought about Terrence. The way he kissed me was driving me crazy. My body was just hot all over. "What was going on between you and Nasir?" Myra asked. I rolled my eyes. That bitch. "What are you talking about?" I said. "Why were you questioning her about King? Don't you think that was out of line?"

"It was general questions Myra. If she was uncomfortable, she could've told me. I'm sorry, okay? I'll apologize that next time I see her." Truth is, I could give a rat's ass about Nasir's feelings. To think that King is in love with her is fucking stupid to me. Yeah she's pretty and yeah she's the mother of his kid, but he could've done better with me. They all still think he's dead! He might as well spend the rest of his life with me. But I already know he's gunning for my ass. Ugh, why did I steal that money from him? Smart move Rayne. I rolled my eyes; I'm so stupid. I'm in love with a man who is going to kill me. After I dropped Myra off at home, I went to my newly furnished apartment. With the help of Myra, I finished decorating it and everything. I dropped my keys on the kitchen counter and kicked my shoes off. I'm in need of a bath. Before I can even grab a hold of the bathroom doorknob, I felt arms surround me. I immediately start to panic. "You thought you can steal from me and run huh?" I feel like I'm about to piss on myself. How did he find me? Where did he come from? I though I left his ass in New Jersey. Most importnantly, why the fuck did I bring my stupid ass to Brooklyn? "I should snap your neck right now." Oh shit, I don't want to die. Not right now.