Bad Boys Do It Better

Chapter Sixteen

"Baby?" Marcus asks me, placing his chips on the platform.

I look deep into his beautiful brown eyes that always seem to catch my attention. "Yes?" I ask back.

He looks into my eyes and there's so much love in his gaze. He slightly shakes his head. "I don't know what I'd do without you." He says softly. "Can we do something together?" He asks.

I furrow my eyebrows and wonder why he even has to ask. "Of course." I reply.

"It's something bad." He says, reaching into his pocket. My curiosity grows more and more as he hesitates to take whatever it is out of his pocket. Finally, he takes out a rolled up blunt and a lighter. "Are you sure you wanna do this together?" He asks me.

I bite my lip and look at the blunt he has in his hand. It's not too big, so it should be fine... right? I end up just nodding my head, then watch him light the blunt.

"You're gonna have to teach me, I've never smoked weed before." I admit to him as he gets ready to pass it to me.

He chuckles and gives me a small smile. "Just suck in with your lungs, ma. Then hold it for a few seconds, and blow it out." He instructs.

"Am I going to regret this?" I ask him as I hold the blunt up to my lips. I stare down at it for a few seconds, then look at Marcus without moving my head.

He shrugs his shoulders. "Depends how your experience goes." He pauses and picks his chips back up. "Some people have good first experiences and some people have bad. It all depends on you." He finishes, and stuffs a few chips in his mouth.

Here goes nothing. I bring the blunt to my lips and slowly suck the smoke in. I leave it in my mouth for a few seconds while still inhaling, then I slowly let it out. Of course, I awkwardly cough as I finish blowing it out. I shake my head and pass it back to Marcus. Marcus just laughs through his nostrils and takes a hit.

"Almost had it, cutie." He tells me, then blows the smoke out of his mouth into my face.

I give him a goofy smile and take the blunt as he passes it to me. "I'm not gonna cough this time." I tell him, but end up proving myself wrong. I started coughing before the blunt even left my lips.

He laughs and puts his chips down. "You're so cute." He says taking the blunt back. "You're supposed to stop sucking as soon as you feel that little itch in your throat." He says and takes a huge hit, letting out a huge cloud of smoke. He smirks at me and passes the blunt back to me.

I narrow my eyes at him. "How'd you do that?" I ask him and take a hit. I follow his instructions and stop as soon as I feel a little itch in my throat, which wasn't very much smoke compared to Marcus' cloud.

He shrugs his shoulders. "I've been doing this for a while now." He says and takes a not so big hit. "I usually don't take big hits like that. I like to take smaller hits and enjoy it." He admits and passes it back to me.

I take a small hit of the blunt, hold it in again, and let it out slowly. "Marcus, I don't think I'm high yet." I tell him, furrowing my eye brows.

He smiles at me and takes the blunt back. "It'll hit you right now, try holding it in a little longer." He says, taking a hit, then slowly letting the smoke out through his nostrils.

He passes the blunt back to me, and when I take a hit, I hold it in a little longer. I blow the smoke towards Marcus and he just smiles at me. His smile is so cute, and sincere, and loving. I could stare at him all day long.

I suddenly feel extremely light headed, and can't focus on anything. "I think I'm high." I tell Marcus and hand the blunt back to him.

I hear him laugh through his nostrils as he takes the blunt from my hand. "As long as you don't freak out, you'll enjoy it." He tells me before he takes a long hit, bowing the smoke into my face.