Chapter 3
Logic returned a few minutes later. "I'm sorry. I just needed a little privacy."
"Don't apologize. I understand. I probably should have done the same. I'm sorry you had to see my nuclear meltdown. It's just been a very long day."
"Tell me about it. What happened to your truck?"
"Well, I was on my way home..."
"Washington?"
"Yes. I had a deposition that I had to get. And it went over a little longer than I anticipated."
"You're an attorney?"
"Yes. I'm a Public Defender. So, of course it started to snow... And I wanted to get home before the roads got too treacherous, so I was pushing it. Out of nowhere this gigantic deer leaps in front of my truck and just stands there. I couldn't believe it."
"They say that the headlights mesmerize them. If you cut off the lights he would have just ran away."
"Well, I didn't know that. Anyway I had nowhere to go and no time to stop so I hit him."
"I saw the tow truck leave as I pulled in. It looks pretty bad."
"Yeah, it's probably totaled. Sixty thousand dollars worth of bent metal… Thank God for insurance. I just got it last month for my birthday." I sighed.
"Did Jamar give it to you? He's your boyfriend, right?"
"You're funny. No Jamar bought me the Motown Greatest Hits CD Collection and I was shocked he even remembered my birthday. And no he's not my boyfriend."
"That's right; your man is the cop with three damn guns." Logic teased.
The smirk on my face indicated that he was dreading in dangerous water. "We've already established the fact that I made that up. So can I please continue?"
"Just one more question. You're not hurt right? I mean, I can go with you to the hospital if you want to get checked out."
"No, I'm fine. The airbag punched me in my face, but I'm okay. In retrospect that punch in the mouth from God was just the wakeup call I need to get my life in order."
"Haven't been to church in awhile, huh?" Logic smiled.
"No, I go to church almost every Sunday. I just haven't been living right in awhile." I giggled.
"God knows your heart." He chuckled. "And he honors your struggle."
"So, you're a Christian."
"Yes, and like you I struggle everyday to do the right thing. It's not easy."
"People sure don't make it easy. Sometimes you have to just cuss a bitch out." I mumbled beneath my breath, but of course he heard me."
"So, I guess I jinxed you with that song." He pried.
"Not really. He was never my man and my heart wasn't even in it."
"Just sex, huh?"
"Yes, mind boggling, back cracking, and knee buckling sex."
"You know that comes with love sometimes, right?"
"Yeah I heard that. I just haven't encountered it." I sarcastically responded.
"You should try it. Love makes the sex ten times better."
"Really, are you speaking from experience or reciting something you heard?" I challenged.
"I'm speaking from experience and talking about something I've heard."
"Well, I'm a black woman if you haven't noticed. And apparently, there's just not enough single men and good love to go around. I'm sorry Logic, but I’m a realist. I don't like to pretend or play make believe. So I've just learned to keep a tight rein on my emotions and avoid chasing fairy tales, unicorns, rainbows and Santa's flying reindeer."
"That's probably what flew in front of your truck." Logic laughed.
"You're probably right." I snickered. "So what about you? What’s your story?"
"What do you want to know?"
"It's Christmas Eve; you're here in Nowhere Special, West Virginia trying to come down my chimney."
"Ho, ho, ho!" He joked as he did his Ghetto Santa impersonation. "You got me there little girl."
I laughed. "You believe so strongly in love. Yet you ask me to play one of the saddest songs ever written. So, who is she and what did she do?"
Logic sighs. "I had almost forgotten about that bullshit."
"Sorry to reopen festering wounds, but inquiring minds want to know what happened.”
He hesitated briefly before pulling a small ring box out of his jacket pocket. He slowly pushed the ring over to my side of the table. "See for yourself."
I took the Tiffany ring box and slowly peeped in. A stunning five carat pink princess cut stone surrounded by two carats of white diamonds almost blinded me."DAMN!" I thought to myself. "Somebody fucked up big."
Continuing to play it cool and controlled I shook my head no and announced. "It's too much... It's too soon. We just met. I hardly know you. What will I tell my parents? Okay well if you insist. Yes! Yes! A thousand times yes!"
Logic laughed as I admired the beautiful engagement ring. "You're right. It is a little too soon. So you probably should tell your parents that you just loss your damn mind."
"I know I shouldn't ask but I'm a girl and I just have to." Can I pretty please just try it on? I'll give it right back I promise." I begged, dying to see how a ring like this would look on my finger.
"Sure, go ahead. I trust you."
I carefully tried to remove the flawless diamond ring from the Tiffany Jewelry Store box. It was obviously extremely expensive. My hands were trembling in anticipation. I couldn’t stop them from shaking.
"Here let me help you with that." Logic said as he took the ring from the box and gingerly placed it on my ring finger. "Wow, imagine that. It's a perfect fit." He sighed as his eyes engaged mine for an uncomfortably long time.
I looked down at the ring and back at him, repeatedly. Finally, as if by magic we instantly connected. For the first time that night I felt what he had known all along. This was no mere chance meeting. This was the beginning of something new and unexpected.
Chapter 4
"So Logic, what's a girl got to do to get a ring like this?" I teased.
"Love me. Forsake all other men for me. And..." He hesitated as he shook an unthinkable memory from his head.
"And what?" I asked intrigued.
"And promise me you'll never sleep with my best friend."
"What? Oh my God! Your girlfriend slept with your best friend?"
"Yes she did. In fact, she screwed him the entire time we were dating. Apparently, the two of them fell in love and didn't know how to tell me."
"I am so sorry. You seem like a nice guy. Who judging by the price tag on this ring was obviously very much in love."
I said as I continued to admire the breathtakingly gorgeous engagement ring on my finger, unable or unwilling to give it back. Logic didn't seem to mind, so I continued to enjoy how wonderful it made me feel. I never could fathom anyone loving me enough to give me such a tremendous token of love. "This bitch must be a damn fool!" I concluded.
"Logic, I'm sorry. No one deserves that level of betrayal."
"Why are you sorry? You didn't sleep with him too, did you?" He chuckled.
"No, and I can't even imagine how spectacular he must be to make anyone hurt you like this."
"There's nothing really that damn spectacular at all about that slick talking, manipulative, back stabbing, ass wipe, except his dick."
Caught completely off guard I burst into laughter. "On second thought he does sound just like my type." I teased.
"Don't worry; I'm not taking you nowhere near his stupid ass. He can keep her, now that I've found you. They don't know it but they did me a huge favor. I'd never have met you if I didn't catch the two of them fucking like chimps in my fuckin bed."
Normally, I'd have some quick comeback to deflect all matters and types of bullshit like that, but for once I was absolutely tongue tied and speechless. I knew he wanted to taste my Christmas panties. And I actually was considering giving him a taste, but this was totally unexpected. This man sounded like he wants to do more than just get it started. He sounded like he's looking for a relationship. So I instantly decided that one more climb up the pretty boy tree rea
lly wouldn't kill me.
"So is it really over?" I cautiously asked, praying that I could see in his eyes that it was.
"You tell me. You're the one wearing the five hundred thousand dollar engagement ring I bought her." His sultry voice challenged as he seduced me with those haunting eyes.
"Oh that shit is so over." I mumbled as his finest mesmerized me and held me captive for what seemed like an eternity.
He grinned. "I am so glad to hear that, because I don't want to spend Christmas alone."
"So where do you live?" I asked as if it mattered. Hell, I can practice Law anywhere.
"Las Vegas, but I have a home in Baltimore. That's why I offered to give you a ride. I have to go right through DC on my way home."
"Are you serious? What are you doing way out here?"
"After I caught them in my house together I just got in the car and drove and drove and drove. I was on my way back until I stopped here for a break."
"Yeah, about that ride, if the offer is still on the table I'd like to take it."
"Oh I'm afraid that offer has expired Counselor." He stared at me trying to gauge my reaction as a sinister grin slowly crept across his face.
"Oh really?" I asked, instinctively knowing that he had something even better on his mind.
"So are there any other offers available that you'd like to put on the table at this time Mr. Hart?" I seductively asked as I flipped my long hair back and put on my "Come fuck me face."
"Yeah, actually I'm working on another proposal as we speak. Give me a little time and I'll present it to you." He grinned as he soaked in my sensuality like a dry sea sponge.
"I can't wait to see what you come up with." I responded as I serenely continued to float off into paradise in those piercing brown eyes.
Chapter 5
The flirtation and customary first date interview continued as we enjoyed good conversation and a surprisingly good steak and egg breakfast. Logic was an amazingly rare find. Good looking, tall, charismatic and oh so damn mouth wateringly sexy, he was quickly beginning to resemble the man of my dreams. As if that wasn't enough I soon noticed a manly gentleness that comes only when a man has been taught to respect and value the worth of a woman. He was attentive, decisive, protective and endearing- qualities that I had never encountered in one man. And that was all I needed to see to seal the deal and offer him the key to my love.
"So what about you, Zatoya..."
"Call me Toy. No one calls me Zatoya, but my mom."
"Oh, I plan to later." He grinned. "I was actually trying to get you to reveal your last name."
"Oh, it's Waters. I'm sorry. I forgot I never even told you my last name."
"It's okay I totally understand. So, Zatoya Waters is there a Mr. Waters waiting in bed at home?"
"Mr. Waters is my dad and he unfortunately is in Miami. If not I would be home by now." I laughed.
"I guess what I'm asking is if you have a man in your life?" Logic asked unsure if he wanted to hear the answer.
Sensing that he was serious and needed an honest response I stopped kidding around. "No, I thought we cleared that up earlier. I had two friends who offered me special benefits, but after tonight I decided that I don't need friends like those. So no Logic, nobody is waiting in my bed or anywhere else for me to come home."
"I could be that person if you'd let me."
"What person is that? The person that waits in my bed for me to come home?" I asked a little confused.
"No, the person that worries for you so that you don't have to." His smoldering voice responded.
"I'm not worried. I can take care of myself. I'm a big girl. Besides, I've gotten use to it."
"I can tell you have, but it's Christmas, so tonight let me be the man in your life. I'll make sure you get home safe. And I'll make sure you have a wonderful Christmas with presents, a tree and all the trimmings. Let me do that for you. Please?"
"So what do I have to do for you?"
"Nothing really. Well at least nothing that you're not already contemplating doing." He smiled as his phone went off. "Excuse me again for one second. I have to take this."
“Sure.” I said as I watched Logic get up from the table and head towards the entrance of the restaurant. Undoubtedly one of the sexiest men that I had ever encountered, I decided that he could be my man tonight and every other night. Fuck Jamar and double fuck Tyson. At least Jamar had the common decency to return my call. That fuck face Tyson didn’t even bother to acknowledge that I existed. Inconsiderate ass wipe! Just wait until I see his ass.
“I’m sorry about that. I’m usually not this rude.” Logic apologized when he returned.
"Don’t worry about it. Is everything okay?"
"Yeah, it is now."
"So what's your final offer Mr. Hart? You can't sit in here with me all night while I wait for Santa, the Easter Bunny or the Tooth Fairy to give me a ride home."
"Okay Ms. Waters, this is my absolute final offer. Right outside that door is a limo waiting to take you anywhere you want to go. It's late and I'm too tired to drive any further, so I'm going with you."
"What?" I asked as I looked out the window behind me to see a white, super stretch Cadillac Escalade limo with reindeer antlers and a red Rudolph nose on the grill. "But what about your car?"
"I'll have someone pick it up after the holidays. Don't worry about that. That's not important. So as I was saying. Toy, I'd love for you to go to my home in Baltimore and spend Christmas there with me. But if you don’t want to be bothered with me, I’ll understand. I'll ride up front with the driver and we'll drop you off in DC."
"Logic, you did all of this for me?" I asked confused.
"Yes, so what do you say? Spend Christmas with me."
"I don't know what to say. It's too much... It's too soon. We just met. I hardly know you. Okay well if you insist. Yes! Yes! A thousand times yes!" I joked as ran to his side of the table and planted a big wet kiss on his mouth.
An enormous sexy grin illuminated his face as his hungry mouth sought mine. His kiss was wet and sensual and the aftermath of it could be felt in my perfectly manicured toe nails. Sold out and all in I went in for seconds and thirds as we shamelessly made out in the restaurant.
Finally the voice of reason spoke out. It used Logic's voice. "Let's finish this in the limo were we can get comfortable."
Thank God! I thought to myself. A second longer and I would have left a puddle right on the seat of that booth. I was hot and my koochie was dripping wet. And judging by the humongous bulge in Logic's pants, it was way past time to go.
Logic took care of the bill while I took a much needed opportunity to freshen up. Translation, I took a good old fashioned Hoe bath. You know, when you wash up in the sink at a public facility. I had no other choice. I was determined to let Santa sample my cookies and I didn't want them to leave a stale taste in his mouth.
Like a gentleman Logic waited all but patiently for me outside of the ladies room door. The moment I emerged he swept me up in his massive arms and kissed me hard in the mouth as his body pinned me against the wall. His body pressed hard against mine and for the first time I could feel the length and girth of his anaconda. This man was a freak of nature. His large impressive package continued to swell as his hands ravaged my firm, rotund ass. It felt good and I could only imagine how good it would feel buried deep between my thick thighs. I wanted him.
"I am so in awe of you, woman. I can't wait to get you alone."
"Oh, yeah? Be careful what you wish for Mr. Hart, because I'm not an easy ride. I hope you have a strong back to go with that hard dick because it's going to be a long ride to Baltimore." I seductively whispered in his ear.
A broad sexy grin immediately spread across Logic's face like morning sunshine as he realized what I said. "I am sure you won't be disappointed. Now, let's get the fuck out of here, before you change your mind."
Excited, elated and charged with anticipation, he laughed as he quickly lifted me up, threw me over his
shoulders like a cave man, and carried me to the door of the restaurant. Being the charismatic, sexy, devil that he was he smacked me hard on my ass and yelled, "Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!"
"HO, HO, HO!" I added.
Chapter 6
The super stretch, luxurious limo was loaded and equipped with everything, and anything imaginable. It even had a hot tub and a full size water bed in the back. Champagne chilled in a metal ice bucket and Logic took the liberty of popping the cork as the limo driver awaited instructions to our destination.
"Will we be making any other stops before we reach Baltimore, Mr. Hart?
"No we'll be going straight through. Oh and please put on some Old School music and put the privacy curtain up, Tracey. Thank you."
"No, problem.” Tracey smiled as he watched me take a sip of my champagne. "Enjoy the ride, Ms. Waters." He tipped his hat and said as he closed the limo door.
"Thank You Tracey" I smiled.
Now I know it goes without saying, but I'm going to say it anyway. I know some of you are saying, "This girl is such a damn hoe! A straight up slut!"
You're probably right. Well at least partially right. What you fail to realize is that I'm a grown ass woman and not a girl. Yes I've had a one night stand or two and yes I’ve slept with men on the first date. And the truth of the matter is that that not one of them was half as fine or even remotely as rich and charming as Logic Hart. Besides, my body craved this man like a junky craves a fix. Something that feels so right can’t possibly be wrong.
Logic and I patiently sipped our champagne as the privacy curtain slowly went up and the smooth, mellow sounds of classic R&B begin to permeate the already sexually charged atmosphere.
"I wonder if he has any old Al Greene up there?" I teased.
Logic chuckled, "That's pretty cute. But, I'm good. I think I’m already past that problem.” He leaned closer and whispered into my ear before nibbling on my neck.
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