Homeland

The Ugly Truth

excuse the mistakes

Amiré pushed his cart full of groceries, house essentials and other things he needed through Walmart. Usually he wouldn't go shopping but since he kicked Kijah to the curb he figured someone had to.

He stopped in the middle of aisle five looking at the large bags of chips that were on sale. "Excuse me" A familiar voice called out behind him but he didn't turn around he just moved his cart out of the way.

Focusing on which bags to get he didn't notice Courtney standing beside him checking out the sale on snacks too. Damn he mumbled scooping the various bags of chips in his arms as he admired her curvy body.

"So I see you didn't come back for the job?" Amiré leaned on his cart with his hands stuffed into his pants pocket. He couldn't forget her face, how could he ? She was there the night of the shooting, which was seeming a bit fishy too.

Courtney jumped at the sound of his deep raspy voice, it made her shiver. He was a scary and very powerful man, just as Reaper told her but she couldn't help and notice how delicious he was too.

She pushed her Gucci frames back firmly on her face and tucked in her bottom lip. "I was meaning to get back to you, things just popped up." Even though she had her shades on she could still see the other things that were popping up, he is packing looking down between his legs thinking of the sexual things she'd do to him if she got the chance.

Her phone vibrated in her Saint Laurent toy YSL cabas pink cross body bag, Amiré gave her a look like he wanted to sink his teeth into her and now that he was a free man, he thought why not?

He was so ashamed with himself for wasting his time with just that one girl, if the allegations are true about Kijah he'd be hurt to the core. He'd never take another woman serious again, he gives too much and it's never reciprocated; just like his love for Azélia.

He's calling it quits on love, even though he knows it'll be hard for him to get his mind off of Azélia; he can't chase her forever.

Courtney looked at her freshly fixed IPhone screen, when she went to get her phone fixed she decided to change her number as well but Reaper still ended up finding it out. "I'm always watching. You know what to do." Courtney powered off her phone, she was not in the mood to deal with foolishness.

"That's the hubby huh?" Amiré laughed lightly running his tongue slowly across his bottom lip. His eyes roamed her figure as she stood there shyly eyeing him back and shaking her head no slowly.

She wasn't wearing much but it still made her stand out. Mhm he shot Courtney a quick wink while they exchanged a few words but he was too caught up in the trance she had him in.

Her black cheerleader bedroom shorts hugged her thighs like it was painted on her sexy brown skin ; he already knew her butt was liking delicious in the shorts. The black tube top that exposed her pierced nipples and belly ring had Amiré drooling, ready to take a sneak peek at her unique features.

Courtney couldn't help but stare at Amiré the same way when he started rambling on about something she probably didn't care about. She was obsessed with how smooth and creamy his dark chocolate skin was, his tight muscular body had her heart skipping beats ; she couldn't take her eyes off of that...

"You don't hear me talking to you girl?" Amiré was standing less than a feet away from her now and she didn't even notice. The way he was hovering over her drove their sexual tension higher, they both wanted one another and it was clear. "Uht uh, what did you say?"