All Mye Queen's Men Chronicles of Love, Volume I (All Mye Queen's Men, Chronicles of Love)

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All Mye Queen's Men Chronicles of Love, Volume I (All Mye Queen's Men, Chronicles of Love) Page 9

by Lee, Brenda Stokes


  "Hey, Come on in."

  "Hey baby. I'm glad you finally called. We need some time alone. This will be good."

  "Yeah I hope so. Can I get you something to drink?" Paul asked as he walked her into the great room. "I got juice, soda, tea, water... You name it I got it."

  "I'll take a glass of white wine if you have it."

  Alarm bells immediately went off in Paul's head as he went to the bar and poured two glasses of white wine. He knew that if Jaydan was really pregnant she should not be drinking alcohol, but he couldn't play his hand too soon. "Are you hungry?"

  "I'm starving. What did you make?"

  "Uh... I cooked some steaks on the grill, tossed a salad and baked some potatoes," He said as he gave her a glass of wine.

  "I love a man that can cook. That sounds delicious."

  "Okay, well let's eat." Paul smiled as he extended his hand to help Jaydan up from the sofa.

  "I missed this."

  "What?"

  "This… You and me... spending time alone together. And I missed you being such a gentleman and so good to me."

  Paul reserved comment as he lead her by the hand into the dining room.

  "So where's Teddy?"

  "He's out."

  "So, what's up with you and Queen?"

  Paul hesitated before speaking. "Can we talk about that after dinner. I don't want to go into that right now."

  "No problem. I mean we don't have to talk about her at all. If you don't want to."

  "Good because I just want to get through dinner before we discuss any unpleasantness."

  "I understand. Let's enjoy dinner."

  Noticing her glass was almost empty he offered her more wine. "Would you like some more wine?"

  "I'd love some more wine. You're not trying to get me drunk so that you can seduce me are you?" She flirted.

  Paul simply smiled and refilled her glass. "Now why would I do that?"

  "I don't know. You're such a hopeless romantic. I guess it has been a while since we've made love. I don't know. It's kind of cute... it's actually very sweet of you."

  "Let me get dinner on the table."

  Dinner was pleasant and pretty uneventful. They made small talk as Jaydan continued to drink wine and flirt. Paul remained cordial yet evasive.

  "Paul that was so good. Do you need some help with the dishes?"

  "No, I'll take care of them later."

  "I can help."

  "No, I'm good. Go sit down and relax."

  Totally relaxed and feeling at home Jaydan removes her heels and heads for the sofa to relax with her third glass of wine.

  "So are you going to join me?"

  "Yeah, I'll be right in. I have something for you."

  "What is it?"

  "It's a surprise. Hold up I'll be back in a minute." Paul said as he ran upstairs to his bedroom.

  Jaydan takes the opportunity to dim the lights in the room and turn on some romantic music. She unbuttoned yet another button on her too tight blouse, exposing even more cleavage before striking a sexy pose on the sofa.

  Paul returns from upstairs with a large gift bag full of beautifully wrapped gifts. Jaydan's face instantly lights up when she sees the gifts. There was absolutely no doubt in her mind that her man was finally back.

  "Are these all for me? Paul, you shouldn't have." She said as she leaped from the sofa and gave him a big hug and a kiss.

  "Trust me, it's nothing." Paul replies as he nonchalantly peels her off him.

  "Come sit down. I want to talk to you."

  "Sure. What's up?" Jaydan asks as she joins Paul on the sofa.

  Paul reaches into the gift bag full of gifts and pulls a large gift out. "Open this."

  Jaydan's eyes lit up as she takes the gift and quickly rips the wrapping paper off. To her horror she discovers that it is a pregnancy kit. So caught up in the prospect of a date night with Paul she had completely forgot that she was suppose to be pregnant.

  "What's this for?"

  "I need to know if you're really pregnant."

  "But I told you that I was pregnant. I already took a pregnancy test. The test was positive. Paul I'm pregnant."

  "Then you won't have a problem taking this one for me."

  "What is the point? Why are you doing this?"

  "Jaydan, we've been on this roller coaster ride for long enough. If you're pregnant then I promise I'll be there for you. Whatever you need I'll get. It doesn't matter if the baby is mine or not."

  "The baby's yours Paul. I told you that."

  "Let me finish. I'll be there the entire time. Then after the baby is born we can get a paternity test. But I need you to pee on the stick for me."

  "So, I suppose all of these are pregnancy kits. Huh?"

  "Yeah. I'm sorry."

  "Who put you up to this? Your little bitch put you up to this didn't she."

  "Jaydan, let's just take the test and see where we are. I'm tired of all the doubt."

  "If I'm pregnant are you going to dump your drag queen and get back with me?"

  "No, Jaydan I'm not. Whether I'm with Queen or not, we're not getting back together. I'll be there for my child, but we're done. So, pee on the stick so we can figure out what we need to do next."

  Jaydan stands up to leave. "I'm out of here. I thought you wanted me back. I don't need this bullshit. I can find another man."

  Paul speaks softly, "Jaydan, please. Do it for me. Just take the test. Unless..."

  "Unless what?"

  "Unless you're not pregnant. If you're not... then you're not. I'm not going to be upset. Do we need to take the test or what?"

  Jaydan is silent as she stares up into the ceiling.

  "Just be honest with me Jaydan. That's all I'm asking. Be honest."

  "Give me the damn kit." Jaydan said as she snatched the kit from Paul's hand.

  "Here take the bag." Paul replied as he gave Jaydan the gift bag of pregnancy kits.

  "We don't need all of these. I'm only taking one test. If it's positive it's positive."

  "And if it's not?"

  "Then I guess I'm not and then both of us can get on with our lives."

  "Okay let's do it."

  Jaydan heads towards the bathroom. Paul follows close behind.

  "Where are you going?"

  "With you."

  "Oh hell no you're not."

  "It's nothing I haven't seen before."

  "Well you won't see it again. Forget this. I'm out of here."

  "Jaydan, come on we need to do this."

  Jaydan hesitates and then confesses. "No we don't. I came on my period last week."

  Paul sighed a big breath of relief. "So, you're not pregnant?"

  "No, I'm not."

  "Thank God!" Paul sighed a big breath of relief as he hugged Jaydan and swung her around like a rag doll.

  "Put me down." Jaydan fussed.

  "I'm sorry. I was just so... I'm sorry.”

  "It's okay. Well, I guess I'd better go."

  "So, are we good? I mean we're still friends right?"

  "Sure, we're still friends. Of course. Look, I gotta go." Jaydan replied a little embarrassed and afraid of being confronted with her web of lies.

  "Are you sure you're okay to drive? You had three glasses of wine..."

  "Yes, I'm fine." Jaydan assured him.

  "Okay. Well, I'll walk you out." Paul said as he followed her to the door.

  "So what's up with your new teammate Logic? He’s kind of cute."

  Paul laughs, "I don't know. Ask him. He's definitely single and soon to be a very rich man."

  "Really? I guess I'll see what's up then."

  "Yeah you do that," Paul smiled.

  CHAPTER 16

  Over the next few weeks every whore on campus continued to try Queen's patience and her relationship with Paul. Apparently, the FDC bitch brigade just didn't read the memo that he was unavailable. The problem she discovered was that Paul was too damn accommodating and nice. He found it too difficult to just let t
hem know that they were never going to get any. His broad smile and humble southern charm always left a window of hope for even the homeliest turd to think she had a shot. And every hoochie with a koochie including Poochie continued to harbor a slither of hope that one day they would dethrone his Queen.

  Nonetheless, as long as they stayed out of her face Queen really didn't care. Unfortunately, there is always one trick ass, lay on her back and do anything for a dick, bitch who thinks the rules do not apply to her. In this case that would be Zoey Chandler.

  Since the moment they met Zoey's one and only priority and passion in life was to make Queen's life a living breathing, merciless hell. Under normal circumstances Queen would have smacked her ass by now. But this was no normal situation. Queen was in her last year of Pre Med and had applied to several prominent Medical Schools. Schools which would not be impressed with a recent criminal charge of assault with the intent to murder a bitch even if she desperately deserved it.

  So, Zoey was safe, at least for now, as long as she posed no physical threat. Sick of all the drama, Queen dug in and decided to just grin and bear it. She knew sooner or later Zoey would cross the line and meet her on the wrong side of a good old fashioned ghetto ass whipping. Now, although Zoey had a whole lot of mouth, she had the common sense to stay far enough away from Queen to keep from getting slapped in it.

  Thank God, the semester was flying by quickly. With all the excitement of the past few weeks Queen had completely forgot she had a research paper due. For the first time in weeks she was forced to think about something other than this madness. Actually, this paper was just what she needed to get her refocused and to return a hint of normalcy back into her life.

  Everything had been absolutely bananas since the moment she met Paul. Queen was caught up in the tornado of chaos that comes with dating an All American Quarterback and her life has been chaotic since the moment they kissed. She hardly recognized herself anymore. She was more focus on Paul then her studies. She had even noticed a nasty little jealous streak brewing.

  Actually, she felt like Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz. She found herself twirling around over a hundred miles an hour in a whirlwind from hell. Zoey was the wicked bitch of the East and Jaydan was the wicked bitch of the West. And they both taunted and provoked her constantly. She was not sure if somehow she had transferred to Oz. But one thing was certain she damn sure wasn't in Kansas anymore. "Oh hell," she thought. "Where's the damn Wizard when you need him?"

  As she walked across campus to the library she spotted Paul heading towards her. A broad familiar grin crossed his face as their eyes met.

  "What are you doing here? I thought you were home." She smiled as she greeted him with a hug and a kiss.

  "I suddenly had a taste for something sweet." He grinned as he kissed her lips and hugged her tight.

  "Oh yeah? Well, I am glad you have a sweet-tooth, because I am so glad to see you. This day is straight out of hell. Oh yeah, speaking of demons, this belongs to you." She joked as she took a note from Zoey out of her purse and handed it to him.

  "What's this?"

  "It's a note from Zoey. She left it on the windshield of the truck. I guess she thought you were driving it."

  "What does it say?"

  "Honestly I don't know. I just read enough of it to know that it wasn't for me."

  "Tear it up. I don t want it." Paul said as he refused to take it.

  "You don't even know what it says. Here read it." Queen insisted as they headed for the library.

  "I don't need to read it, because I don't give a damn what Zoey has to say. I don’t have time for Zoey and her bullshit. I came to see you."

  "Yeah, but you still should at least read it. Who knows, you may have another episode of baby mama trauma on your hands."

  "Oh I see you got jokes." He laughed. "The only person that can possibly give me any baby mama trauma at this point is you. What? You got something that you want to tell me?"

  "Hell to the hell no." Queen declared. "I've got enough on my plate without that bullshit. Besides my mother would whip my ass if I got pregnant my senior year."

  "I got enough shit on my plate too. That's why, you can keep your note from Ms. Zoey. I just say no to drugs and hoes. Hell I can barely handle you without entertaining her bullshit."

  "Just read it and get it over with." Queen insisted.

  "Okay, if you want me to, I'll read it. Give it here. Let's see... 'Dear Paul, blah, blah, blah, yah-dah, yah-dah, yah-dah, etc., etc., etc... Oh shit! This is one scandalous ass trick! Queen, did you read this shit?" He laughed as he showed her Zoey's raunchy love note.

  "Okay I lied. Yes. Unfortunately, I did and I was wrong for doing it. But in my defense, once I started I couldn't stop. I'm sorry." She admitted.

  "What are you talking about? I don't give a damn if you read it. Hell, you could have thrown the shit in the trash for all that I care. Queen, I don't have any secrets from you. Why are you apologizing and why did you lie about reading it?"

  "Look, I just can't get caught up in this obsessive, possessive jealous bullshit. Reading notes these tricks stick in your man's pocket is where it all starts. So, I'm just saying that it was wrong and I'm not doing it any more. I trust you."

  "Queen, before you catch it in full throttle I might as well warn you. Shit gets really crazy, so I don't want you to flip out over no pre fab bullshit.

  "What exactly are you talking about?" She asked puzzled.

  "Girls, come onto me, almost constantly, sometimes pretty strong. I mean, they'll walk up and start rubbing up against me. They'll kiss me in my mouth. Sometimes they even grab my shit. You know wild stuff like that. I just don't want you to think anything's going down, when it's not."

  "What do you want me to say? I won't have a problem with it as long as your reaction indicates that you are not with it. And provided you at least make an attempt to get them off of you. Now, if it appears that you're not trying to stop it, then you're going to have a big problem. I might as well warn you now. Those skanks are not going to be my problem. They're your problem. You however are my problem. Translation, I am not going to address their behavior just yours. I'm not usually a jealous person, however I am not a fool. So, they can climb all over you all day long, but I'd strongly suggest you make them climb back down."

  "Alright, but I am just saying make sure you see exactly what's going on before you get mad at me." Paul pleaded.

  "With our crazy schedules we barely even see each other. So, I don't think we even have to worry about that shit. Besides, I have enough trouble keeping fools out of my face without worrying about who's in yours."

  "Don't worry, we'll see each other more. I will make sure of that. Oh yeah, and if I catch a nigga in your face, he is going to have a big problem. Translation, I'm straight up going to address his damn behavior. You understand?" He grinned.

  "Understood."

  "Okay, I tell you what. I'll save all the notes and texts and emails that I get and at the end of the day we'll read them together." Paul joked.

  "Just get rid of them. I really don't think I can read another love note like that one without planting my foot in a bitches ass." Queen confessed.

  "Damn girl, I never thought that you were the jealous type." Paul laughed.

  "I wasn't. I mean I'm not. But I watched that bitch sit in class and write that shit right in front of me. And then she had the audacity to put it on the window of the Escalade. The sole of my shoe has a picture of her face all over it. You don’t even know how bad I want to beat that bitches ass."

  "Leave her alone. Zoey's fairly harmless. So what? She has a little crush on me. It's no worse than this thing between you and Logic. I mean as long as they stay in their place and out of our space with it..."

  "It's not the same and you know it."

  "How's it different?"

  "Logic doesn't disrespect you with it."

  "I wish that bitch would." Paul declared.

  "See that's what I'm talking about. Zoey m
akes a point out of totally disrespecting me. Up until now I've tried not to say anything to her. But she's signing up for a smack fest and I'm the reigning champ."

  "Look at me." Paul abruptly stops walking and spins Queen around to face him. "There is nothing going on with me and Zoey and as long as I'm with you nothing ever will. You understand. So, stop letting this shit get to you. Okay?"

  "Okay. But that trick needs her ass whipped."

  "Speaking of spankings... you got anything for my sweet tooth? Paul asked as he hugged her and nibbled her neck.

  "I'm on my way to the library to do some research for my paper. But..."

  "Oh, I like the sound of that but. But what?"

  "But... I guess I can get started later."

  "That's just what I wanted to hear. We'll take my car. It's closer. I'll bring you back for the truck later."

  "You are such a bad influence on me. You know I'm going to fail messing with you."

  "I think I'll be able to support you if you do." He joked.

  "Oh yeah? That's good to know, because my parents are going to disown me. Can I get that in writing?" She giggled.

  "Only if I you let me write it on your body with my tongue." He countered.

  "Where did you say you parked?” Queen asked, suddenly craving something sweet to eat as well.

  CHAPTER 17

  Paul's town home had a beautiful sunroom with a gigantic Jacuzzi. After a week of mid-term exams Queen was excited to finally get a break from studying and just relax. She decided the hot tube was just what she needed to unwind and chillax. Unfortunately she made the big mistake of disclosing her plans for the evening with her roommates.

  Queen had purchased a florescent orange two piece, which after the infamous full length mirror check was not as modest as she thought it would be. Funny on the store mannequin it didn't look quite so seductive and revealing. Of course the mannequin did not have a big robust booty like hers. Nor did it have round, grapefruit size breasts which spilled over the top of the deep V-cut bikini top to form perfect cleavage.

 

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