3 Way | Michael B. Jordan |

"Do you trust me?"

Scarlett 

I awoke to find myself in the bed alone. Butt ass naked and spread out like a deck of cards. Drew could be heard showering from where I lay. 

Last night was much needed. I didn't know what had gotten into Drew but I damn sure hoped it stayed. He had never handled me the way he had last night. Never so roughly and might I add I liked it. I liked it a lot.

Not only was it exactly what I wanted but it was also exactly what I needed; to put both my mind and body at ease. Even if it were only for a moment.

It was not in Drew's character to carry on in the bed room the way he had last night. You see Drew was an all around gentleman. Even when he absolutely didn't need to be. 

One look at this tall dark skin god and you'd immediately start to wonder if he'd demolish your heavenly gates upon entering. Only to find he was the exact opposite. He was husky and tall. Arms sculpted by Zeus him self. But managed to handle you with the delicacy of a flower. A newly formed bud. And I was far from that.

Probably a trait passed down from Andrew Sr. Which started to make it make sense as to why Mrs. Washington took it upon herself to step out from time to time. Even the nicest of girls had a soft spot for the baddest of guys. It couldn't have been just me who liked for a man to know that there were some times and places where a man could be absolutely disrespectful ... such as the bedroom. 

Last night was great. It literally confirmed that Drew was all the man I ever needed. He was handsome, educated and well off. And the newly formed sexually liberated Drew he displayed last night had only made me want him more. 

And to think I was this close to breaking things off with him. 

I sat up in bed and began to stretch my arms as a soft yawn escaped my lips. 

Buzz! Buzz!

I glanced over at the night stand where Drews phone lay. A giant picture of his mother displayed across the screen. I glanced at the clock nearby and realized I had slept in way longer than I normally would. It was well on it's way to being noon. 

Buzz! Buzz!

Drew's phone chirped again as I threw my legs over the side of the bed slowly digging my toes into the carpet that dawned his bedroom floor. I wanted nothing more than to shower and eat. And perhaps recreate last night all over again. 

I frowned as Drew's phone lit up for the third time before vibrating against the nightstand as it had before. Coretta's face snickering at me from the screen. "Drew!" 

"Babe?" He called out from the bathroom. 

"Your phone keeps going off! It's your mother!" I yelled hoping he'd make his way in to answer it. The last thing I wanted was for his mother to interrupt my plans but the fact that she was calling back to back gave the impression that it was urgent she spoke with him. 

"Can you answer it for me babe! I'm shaving!" He yelled causing my eyes to buck. I didn't even like to answer my own damn phone.

"Sure." I said weakly. Before reaching for the phone only to have it go black as soon as I grabbed it. "Good. I didn't want to speak to her anyway." I thought as I rolled my eyes. Only to have it vibrate in my hands. A text notification popping up. From Drew's mother of course. 

I glanced at it and it simply urged him to call her as soon as he got the message. But something else quickly caught my eye. A text ... from ...Tera. 

Couldn't be Mike's Tera right? I had to be bugging. Right?

I took the phone in my hands and quickly placed it back on the night stand.