Making Ends Meet

Chapter 32

Xita walked into her bedroom talking to Tony, not really knowing how to approach the subject. Even though he left, they had been texting non stop, and occassionally talking on the phone. She loved talking to Tony, especially since they didn't talk as often as she wanted them too. They were only always texting. She hated that he left earlier than expected, but their relationship didn't change at all.

"What are you doing?" She asked, as soon as she laid down in her bed after changing clothes. She had just gotten dropped off from work by Mason, and she was really starting to feel him. Even though she had told Tony that she didn't want anyone else, at the time, she meant it, but now that her and Mason had been hanging out again, she was thinking that they could possibly have something more.

Mason was her ride to work, and he sometimes, even took her and her brothers to school and would pick her up from school. She spent all her time with Mason when she wasn't at work or at school, and the time she spent with Mason, she wouldn't be texting Tony until she got home. She didn't do it on purpose, it just happened, Mason would take all of her attention.

"Just laying here thinking about you," he replied, making her smile. She could just imagine his tongue swiping across his lips, before he broadcasted those perfect pearly whites. "I love when you smile," he pointed out, like he could see her.

"How did you know I was smiling?" She tried to keep the smile from her voice, her hand covering her mouth.

"I didn't, but you just told me. I just said that I loved when you did, but I see I got yo ass smiling huh? I got you sprung, huh, Sweetie?" He asked, making her giggle.

"Whatever, I don't get sprung," she rolled her eyes.

"Keep rolling them eyes, I'll give you something to make them eyes roll for real for real," he threatened, making Xita's cheeks flame up.

"What you gone do?" She asked, her heart beat picking up as she played with her strands of hair. She didn't even realize there was no way for him to even know she was rolling her eyes, besides the fact that he just payed that much attention to her.

"I'm gone pull yo body down to me, and I'm gone slide them panties to the side-," he started.

"Oh my god, stop!" She whined, and laughed, clutching onto her pillow for dear life. Hearing his voice, and seeing the scenes that played out between the two had her panties moistening, but she wasn't even trying to go there with him. Not when she was planning on telling him that she was feeling another nigga.

"Why you want me to stop?"

"Because I said so."

"What I tell you about rolling yo eyes?" She laughed again.

"Boy I ain't rolled my eyes since we been on the phone," she lied, biting into her lip wondering if he believed her, but knowing he knew better.

"Damn, Sweetie, it hurts my feelings that you would just lie to me," he faked hurt, and Xita laughed.

"I'm sorry, okay I might have rolled my eyes, a couple of times," she rolled her eyes again, and noticed it, causing herself to bust out laughing. She didn't even know why she was laughing. Tony just put her in the perfect mood.

"Whatever Sweetie," he said. "What you doing?" The two talking on the phone till about three in the morning before he said he would let her go so she could get a couple of hours of sleep in before she had to go to school.

"Don't hang up," she yawned, wiping away the tears. She hated getting off the phone, because she never knew when they would talk again.

"Ok," he mumbled.