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and the book was propped up in front of his dick.
âWhat in the hell is wrong with you?â he asked.
I squeezed my achy forehead. âNothinâ. Just had a bad dream, thatâs all.â
He ignored me and got back to reading his book. I wasnât sure where Chase was, but that was one messed up dream. I couldnât even go back to sleep. I lay there wondering what the purpose was for all of that foolishness.
âSay, Jaylin. Do you like grapes?â
All he did was stare at me, and then his eyes returned to the book. Oh well, I suspected he didnât like grapes. I reminded myself to ask Roc the same question later.
I needed an A for effort and an A-plus for succeeding at making Jaylin feel differently about me. I didnât care what anybody said. The most powerful, rich, handsome, spiritual, and successful men on this earth could be brought down by the power of one thing. I knew that thing to be pussy.
I pretty much knew Iâd have my work cut out for me with Jaylin, but my aggressive approach was well worth it. Roc, on the other hand, he was mad at me right now, but heâd soon be singing a new tune.
To me, it wasnât that much love one could have for another, particularly love for the woman Roc had been in a daze about. While no one was looking, I was doing my research. I saw several pictures of Desa Rae tucked inside of his sweat-suit jacket. There was another picture of the two of them with their daughter. There was something about Desa Rae that was interesting to me, so I dug further. I found out that she and Roc were engaged. She was much older than he was, she had a darn good job, and she lived in an upscale neighborhood outside of St. Louis. She was divorced, had a son who had recently graduated from college, and she was considered a plus-sized woman.
Nowhere near as cute as I was, she still had it going on. I understoodRocâs attraction to her. What I didnât understand was his love that was holding him back. Of course I was upset with him about how heâd spoken to me during the tennis game, but my anger with him had been stirring way before then. I didnât like being rejected. I felt as if we had too many opportunities to get down and dirty with each other. I had put myself out there way too much, so at this point, I was considering blackmail. Not because I was interested in a relationship with Roc, but simply because I took issue with men who teased me. From day one, that was all heâd been doing. One day heâd be up, the next day down. He needed to stop pretending that he was so in love with Desa Rae. And more than anything, I saw his flirting as pure disrespect to me. It was also an insult, especially if he wasnât serious about hooking up for real.
Pertaining to the blackmail thingy, I didnât have access to any cameras or cell phones where I could take pictures of him in the act doing something inappropriate. I wasnât even sure if Desa Rae would trip, but what did I have to lose? In the end, Iâd have a piece of her man and sheâd have a headache.
As for Jaylin, donât think for one minute that I didnât do my homework on him. He was a piece of work, so I wasnât about to touch the madness he had going on. There were too many womenâbabyâs mamas, a wife, several mistresses, Facebook companions, too many kidsâbut a whole lot of damn money. With him, what you see is what you get. I couldnât believe how much he was worth, but his money wasnât what I was interested in. A good fuck would do me fineâcase closed.
At two in the morning, I sat in the living room by myself thinking and watching TV. Everyone else was asleep, or so I thought until Jada came out of the bedroom. Dressed in an oversized T-shirtfor pajamas and a scarf tied around her head, she sluggishly made her way to the kitchen. I wasnât sure if she saw me or not, until she snatched a bag of cheese puffs from the closet
âWhat in the hell is wrong with you?â he asked.
I squeezed my achy forehead. âNothinâ. Just had a bad dream, thatâs all.â
He ignored me and got back to reading his book. I wasnât sure where Chase was, but that was one messed up dream. I couldnât even go back to sleep. I lay there wondering what the purpose was for all of that foolishness.
âSay, Jaylin. Do you like grapes?â
All he did was stare at me, and then his eyes returned to the book. Oh well, I suspected he didnât like grapes. I reminded myself to ask Roc the same question later.
I needed an A for effort and an A-plus for succeeding at making Jaylin feel differently about me. I didnât care what anybody said. The most powerful, rich, handsome, spiritual, and successful men on this earth could be brought down by the power of one thing. I knew that thing to be pussy.
I pretty much knew Iâd have my work cut out for me with Jaylin, but my aggressive approach was well worth it. Roc, on the other hand, he was mad at me right now, but heâd soon be singing a new tune.
To me, it wasnât that much love one could have for another, particularly love for the woman Roc had been in a daze about. While no one was looking, I was doing my research. I saw several pictures of Desa Rae tucked inside of his sweat-suit jacket. There was another picture of the two of them with their daughter. There was something about Desa Rae that was interesting to me, so I dug further. I found out that she and Roc were engaged. She was much older than he was, she had a darn good job, and she lived in an upscale neighborhood outside of St. Louis. She was divorced, had a son who had recently graduated from college, and she was considered a plus-sized woman.
Nowhere near as cute as I was, she still had it going on. I understoodRocâs attraction to her. What I didnât understand was his love that was holding him back. Of course I was upset with him about how heâd spoken to me during the tennis game, but my anger with him had been stirring way before then. I didnât like being rejected. I felt as if we had too many opportunities to get down and dirty with each other. I had put myself out there way too much, so at this point, I was considering blackmail. Not because I was interested in a relationship with Roc, but simply because I took issue with men who teased me. From day one, that was all heâd been doing. One day heâd be up, the next day down. He needed to stop pretending that he was so in love with Desa Rae. And more than anything, I saw his flirting as pure disrespect to me. It was also an insult, especially if he wasnât serious about hooking up for real.
Pertaining to the blackmail thingy, I didnât have access to any cameras or cell phones where I could take pictures of him in the act doing something inappropriate. I wasnât even sure if Desa Rae would trip, but what did I have to lose? In the end, Iâd have a piece of her man and sheâd have a headache.
As for Jaylin, donât think for one minute that I didnât do my homework on him. He was a piece of work, so I wasnât about to touch the madness he had going on. There were too many womenâbabyâs mamas, a wife, several mistresses, Facebook companions, too many kidsâbut a whole lot of damn money. With him, what you see is what you get. I couldnât believe how much he was worth, but his money wasnât what I was interested in. A good fuck would do me fineâcase closed.
At two in the morning, I sat in the living room by myself thinking and watching TV. Everyone else was asleep, or so I thought until Jada came out of the bedroom. Dressed in an oversized T-shirtfor pajamas and a scarf tied around her head, she sluggishly made her way to the kitchen. I wasnât sure if she saw me or not, until she snatched a bag of cheese puffs from the closet
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