Reciprocation

Chapter 7

Once we got back to my apartment I grabbed a maxi dress and some sandals. I figured why not be cute and comfortable on a Sunday. I didn't want to make a bad impression on Takeoff's family. I came back into my room and Takeoff was stretched out on my bed.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Watching tv," he said.

"Can you do that in the living room?" I asked him.

"Why?" He asked me.

"Cause I need to change clothes." I said.

"I've already seen it all." He said.

"Um no you haven't. I can't wear a bra with this dress so get out." I said.

"Okay, but next time I'm not leaving." He said getting off the bed.

I then put my clothes on. I did my hair again because my curls fell a little bit. I sprayed some more body spray and I was ready to go.

"It took you long enough." said Takeoff.

"Well I have to look good." I said.

"You do that all the time." He said.

"Aww thank you." I said.

"You ready to go?" I asked him.

"Yeah." He said.

As we rode down the road Takeoff decided to put his hand on my thigh. I looked down at it.

"Umm sir," I said.

"Yes," he said.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Nothing, what you mean." He said.

"Your hand?" I said.

"Oh, I'm just resting it." He said.

"Mhmm," I said.

Every few minutes he would grip my thigh. I started to feel tingles in places that didn't need tingles before going to his grandma's house.

"Can you stop?" I asked him.

"Stop what?" He asked while once again gripping my thigh.

"That." I said.

"Why?" He said.

"I don't like it." I said putting his hand back on his side. We then rode in silence until my song came on the radio.

The Weekend-SZA
You say you got a girl
And now you want me
How you want me when you got a girl?
The feelin' is wreckless
Of knowin' you're selfish
Knowin' I'm desperate
Gettin' all in your love
Fallin' all over love, like
Do it to last, last
Hanging out the back, all up in your lap
Like is you comin' home?
Is you out with her?
I don't care long as you here by 10: 30
No later than, drop them drawers
Give me what I want

My man is my man is your man
Heard that's her man too
My man is my man is your man
Her, that's her man
Tuesday and Wednesday, Thursday and Friday
I just keep him satisfied through the weekend
You like 9 to 5, I'm the weekend
Make him lose his mind every weekend
You'll take Wednesday, Thursday
Then just send him my way
Think I got it covered for the weekend