Strictly Business

16

I entered her enormous room. She was sleeping. I got in the bed with her. She turned her head and faced me.

"Hey." I said.

"Hey"

"Can we talk?"

"Go ahead, I'm listening." She said, with a raspy voice.

I laid down, facing the ceiling.

 "Every time I get sexually frustrated, I call August." I confessed.

"You dirty bitch." She chuckled. "You always had a side nigga."

"But with no strings attached though. What I'm saying is -  "

"You don't have to say anything. I do appreciate what you're doing." She hugged me.

I got up about to leave.

"Really? August from the club?" She said.

"Bitch, it's not your business." I left.

Tysheem was in the living room. On his phone, I snuck up behind him. I placed my gun at his temple. He stopped typing.

"If you ever hurt her, I'll cut your dick off and eat it with a side of fries, you hear me?"

He nods.

Shannon came out. I quickly hid my gun behind me, she straddles Tysheem.

"Imma leave y'all." I said, leaving the house.

A few hours later.

"I missed you." August said, laying down.

"I missed you more." I caressed his face.

"So we never gon' make this thing we got going on official?" He asked.

"We're friends with benefits, nothing more." I said, getting dressed. " I thought we talked about this."

"I'm not about to be someone's side nigga forever. I'm trying to settle down."

I turned and stared at him for a second. I erupt in laughter.

"What you been smoking, August?" I snickered.

"I'm for real." He said.

"Um o...kay then." I was done getting dressed. "Well, I'll call you." I gave him a kiss.

He grabbed my hand, pulled me into a lingering kiss. It felt...different. I pulled away and stared at August.

"I was serious." He said, in a soft voice.

"I'll think about it." I said, he let go of me. I nodded then left.