Antiere climbed between Nadir's legs as she laid back on his bed.
"Baby. . ." He mumbled, kissing on her neck.
"Hm?" She turned her face away from him, but he dragged his lips up to hers and slid his tongue into his mouth.
His hand rubbed against her thigh, and he could feel his erection pressing against her thigh.
"You're going too fast"
Antiere pulled back and sat down on the bed. "I am not going to have sex with you in a hotel room that I share with your brother. I was messing with you, but I really just played myself"
"Well are you going to put it away?"
Antiere laughed. "Baby, it is away"
She looked down at his lap before looking up at his face. "There goes that pressure"
He stood up to go to the bathroom. "If you think you feeling the pressure, imagine how my jeans feel"
Not even fifteen seconds after Antiere left for the bathroom, Chancelor walked in.
"What y'all doing in here?"
"What did you hear?" Nadir asked.
"And what the fuck do you mean?" He asked.
"Nothing. I'm wearing the same clothes, see?"
"You fucking suck at this"
"I know, I'm sorry" Nadir apologized.
"Antiere, do I need to have the talk with you too?"
"I think he has it covered"
Antiere left the bathroom, and looked at Chance. "You really know how to kill the mood"
"That's y'all business, but I went 50/50 on this hotel room. And I intend to stay on my fifty percent" Chance stated.
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A/I: Tameryn and Tia swear that I'm not slick but how would y'all feel about this?
Antiere busted out laughing. "That was supposed to be a joke?"
"I'm hungry" Nadir spoke.
"You want to go out to eat, baby?"
"I got a baby forreal, and Kensli finna be pissed with me when I get back home. But you can pay for our meal, fam. We a package deal"
-
Chance stared at Antiere who was staring at Nadir who was looking down at her menu.
'This nigga is really admiring her while she weighing out meal options' Chance thought. 'Somebody come get they mans'
"I don't know what I want" Nadir looked up at Antiere, who quickly turned his head towards Chancelor to see that he was already looking at him.
"Can I help you?" Chance asked.
"Y'all Bennetts crazy, man" Antiere laughed. "Funny as hell"
"You always laughing about shit. Weak as hell"
"You swear that you don't like me" Antiere shook his head.
Nadir got out her phone, just as the waiter came.
"Are you guys ready to order drinks?" Their waitress asked.
"Let me get your strongest alcohol" Chance said. "The other dude's driving"
"Sure, we just have to card you first, sir"
Nadir laughed and Chance cleared his throat.
"Can I talk to your manager? If not, just get me a pepsi"
"Is coke okay?"
"Coca-Cola always wanna sponsor some damn body. No I'll just take a sprite"
"I'll take an orange fanta, and she'll get a lemonade. We ready to order too" Antiere stated.
"What would you like to order?"
"I want your roadhouse burger with extra onion rings, and she wants a steak fajita with no green peppers. And we want a large tray of nachos to share"
"Are you okay, sweetie?" The waitress looked at Nadir.
"I didn't kidnap her. She got a sore throat, and she texted it to me" He lied for her.
"Why she got a sore throat?" Chance scowled.
Antiere busted out laughing, because he immediately thought negatively.
She wasn't the type to get on her knees though.
A/I: Nadir's my first female character that don't need knee pads. Amen.
"Let me get all of that, but exclusively for me though" Chance said before standing.
The waitress nodded before walking off. "I'll be right back"
"Let me talk to you, Antiere" Chance stated.
"Nadir doesn't suck-"
"Don't say it out loud, bitch. Come on"
After they left, Nadir let out a deep sigh. "All of that to avoid talking to a stranger. I'm a very difficult person"
"What's up?" Antiere asked, leaning against the car.
"So my mom's in jail for allegedly raping Pharoah"
"Fuck no. That shit is bogus as hell-"
"He put his hands on my fucking mother" Chance hit his fist against the wall, feeling as if he had to be doing something.
"It's a fucking wrap then. I gotchu, bro. I'm a lowkey crazy mothafucka and I'll call my niggas out of state. Deadass, I'll do it right now" Antiere reached for his phone.
"Wait!" Chance accidentally spoke louder than intended.
"You want to wait?"
"Yeah"
"Last time I was down there, my niggas reminded me that they was on standby. Are we not-"
"No, we not telling Nadir"
"Aight, then. Keep me posted on moms" Antiere walked back into the restaurant before Chance did.
Faris was practically Antiere's mother in law already.
He couldn't wait for the opportunity to personally catch his ass.
For Nadir and Faris.
"You have a look, Antiere. What happened?"
"You know I love you, right?"
Nadir avoided eye contact before clearing her throat. "I love you too"
"That's the first time you said it back"
"It's not. I had to practice saying it before I actually said it to you. I'm sorry about not holding eye contact though. I don't even like making eye contact with myself in the mirror. I'd say six or seven months until I can comfortably-"
"It was fine, baby" He laughed and sat back in his seat because their food was coming. "Thank you"
