I. Tamara

Chapter 13

I spun the pen around on the desk as the teacher lectured us on different college experiences. I rolled my eyes as he continued for the next five minutes. I looked up as Zoey entered the classroom.

"Students, we have a new student. Zoey August. Take a seat in the back in front of Tamara. Tamara ra-"

"I know her," Zoey stated before walking toward his desk and closer to me.

I heard girls snicker. "He's probably already smashed her and he just got here,"

I scoffed and looked in their direction. "Bitch, I will slit your fucking throats. Stop worrying about me and find a fucking hairline," I turned back to the chalkboard. The bell rang and I jumped out of my desk rushing into the halls. Why is he here? It's bad enough I have to see his moping face at home, now here. I sighed in frustration and walked into the class that I share with Quan. He walked to where I was sitting at and kissed me.

"Hey, babe, you good," He asked poking my breast as I swatted his hand away.

"Perv, but yeah. I'm okay," I smiled at him before tugging at his ears.

"Ow," He said while pushing my hands away and sliding into his desk.

Zoey entered the room. I mentally slapped myself then slumped down Into my seat.This is going to be horrible.

I noticed Quan smirking at Zoey as he grimaced at the sight of him.

"Quan," I looked at him from the corner of my eye.

He laughed. "What? I'an do nothing,"

I laughed as well. Zoey came and sat directly beside Quan. I sighed. The tardy bell rang and I opened my journal.

×skips to the end of the day×

I closed my locker and threw my bag over my shoulder while slowly walking to the main doors of the school. I had to stay for detention for cussing those bitches out earlier. I pushed open the door and looked to my left as someone dressed in all black leaned against the wall. I nodded at them and they got up from the wall and walked over to me.

"Aye, you Tamara," The mysterious person asked me.

"Uh, no. I know her, but what do you need with her," I'm not stupid enough to agree.

"Tell her she's wanted by a Mr. Stevenson," They walked away and got into a black Range Rover.

I pulled out my phone and called Quan. It rang 5 times before he answered.

"Hello," He sung into the phone.

"Baby, are you with your laptop," I got into my car and sat there.

"Yeah. Why," He asked as I heard shuffling.

"I need to come over," I started the engine then reversed out of the parking space and put the car in drive then sped down the street. His house isn't that far, so it won't take long.

"Tamara, it's not a good time right now," He stated lowly.

"Why," I asked.

The phone went silent. I heard him sigh. "Okay. Come on,"

I rolled my eyes then hung up without even saying bye. He's acting real suspect. I pulled into his driveway as another car was pulling out. I got out of my car as he came to the front door shirtless. I guess to distract me. I walked in and spoke to his mom then went straight up to his room. I sat onto his plush king size bed and laid back. He sat beside me then grabbed his laptop and sat it in his lap. I put my foot on his thigh and rubbed it onto his "friend". He jumped.

"Aye. Chill," He chuckled.

I giggled and continued to rub it. He hissed.

"You gon start something you can't finish," He said with a smirk appearing on his face.

"Is...is that a challenge," I asked sitting up then climbing onto his lap and straddling his waist while lightly grinding against him as I felt him rise underneath me.

His breathing got heavier while I pushed him back onto the bed then leaned down and kissed his lips. I rose my lower half slightly off of him as he held onto my waist and ran his tongue over my bottom lip asking for an entrance. I opened my mouth as he slithered his tongue into my mouth and tried to start a war until my phone began vibrating causing us both to groan. I rose up lightly and sat on Quan's lap then answered my phone.

"Who is this," I asked.

"Marqus. I'm a friend of Chresanto and your mom,"

"Oh. Well, how'd you get my number and how do you know me,"

He chuckled on the other end. "Don't worry about that,"

I hung up the phone. Ion have time for this.

"Who was that," Quan asked while rubbing my thigh.

I shrugged then leaned back down and bit his top lip then pressed my lips against his.

"I want it," I mumbled against his lips then began to pull at his basketball shorts. I felt him smirk against my lips.

"Then get it," He whispered.

I continued to wine my waist in a circular motion as I slowly came to a hault. I breathlessly climbed off of Quan as he watched me.

"What," I whispered and pulled the sheets up over us.

He shook his head. "I love you,"

I smiled and laid my head on his sweaty chest. "I love you, too,"

I hope this doesn't mess with his condition. I'd feel really guilty, but we just had the best sex of our lives. I could do this all day. I shot up.

"We need to do research on somebody," I looked over at a sleeping Quan. Are you serious?

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