by B. , Ivory
Los dug right in, noting that the table was unusually quiet. He knew it was coming. These nosey niggaz were waiting for just the right moment to barrage him with questions. A voice suddenly interrupted all of their thoughts “Carlos! Carlos!” All eyes at the table turned to see Ty approaching, looking as if she just came from a work out session. Her body was turning many heads in a tank top and little pair of running shorts that could barely hold all her assets.Ty’s hair was pulled up into a ponytail on top of her head, while Nike Shox sneakers adorned her feet that coordinated with the colors of her workout gear.
“What up Ty?” Carlos asked nodding his head towards her. “You tell me. I’m looking for Lucky. I haven’t seen her since you carried her out the party last night. And she not picking up her phone either, which is not like her. So where she at?” “She sleeping,” Los answered nonchalantly. “Sleeping my ass, Lucky’s a light sleeper, she would’ve been picked up for me by now.” “Nah but she ain’t in no regular sleep though, she in a dick induced coma. You just don’t wake up from shit like that. She’ll be up in about 2 to 3 hours,” Los said with a cocky smirk on his face trying to hold back laughter. “She in a wha…? Carlos you hear ya mouth? Watch and see if I do ya ass another favor,” Ty hissed turning and walking off with her wide hips and ass moving to a beat of their own. “What room number is it again?” Ty called over her shoulder. “1630,” Los answered with laughter in his voice seeing that he had ruffled Ty’s feathers a little.
The whole table erupted in laughter once they were sure Ty was out of earshot. “Yo a dick induced coma? You a silly ass dude,” Nice spat. “ Nah, Ty cool peoples. I just like to fuck wit her sometimes.” “What she talking about favors” Nice inquired? He wanted to know what the hell was going on with Ty. “Oh earlier this week I hit her up and asked her to get Lucky’s travel paperwork for me, you know her passport, so I could take her to Mexico for a week for her birthday. She’ll be officially grown, 21.” “Lucky don’t know about the trip yet?” asked Nice. “Nah. It’s a surprise. That’s why I needed her peoples to look out and get her documents for me.” “That’s a good look right there. She gon like the trip,” Nice said “You always on some Romeo type shit nigga,” Jah teased. “Fuck you talkin bout? I won’t even go there on how you be acting wit Keema,” Los retorted. Jah chuckled.
“So what up?” Nice asked changing the subject. “Ain’t shit,” Los answered smoothly. Los knew what that what up really meant. Nice wanted to know what went down last night? Most importantly was Lucky good in bed? With any other chick he would tell Nice everything without coaxing this time for some reason he felt different divulging information about Lucky. “C’mon you know what it is, stop playin, How is she?” Nice asked. Los frowned his face up, “Damn why y’all all in my shit. If you really must know,” Los said lifting his fitted off his head then running his hand over his waves before placing it back on, a habbit of his. He bit his bottom lip trying desperately to hide a forming smirk, “Mannnn that pussy is crack! Real talk, that shit is grade A.” Jah and Nice burst out into laughter. “No on some real shit, ya boy was about to bow out in the first 5 minutes and I ain’t never been a quick shooter,” Los shook his head in disbelief. “Her little ass is definitely locked down. I done smashed my share, and Luck… she in a league of her own.” “Damn, then baby girl is definitely a keeper,” Jah nodded his head in agreement. “I know if the kitty kat that proper then her head game had to be insane,” Nice said. Just as Nice made that comment Los was bringing a fork of scrambled eggs to his mouth and froze, then continued hoping they hadn’t caught his initial reaction. But just like Los, Nice and Jah were always over observant and caught his reaction. “I mean…it’s a’ight, I don’t know.” “Hold up yo, fuck you mean you don’t know? You mean to tell me she the I don’t do that type?” Nice asked with a confussed facial expression. Los looked up from his plate before leaning back in his chair and picking his fitted up from his head. He ran his hand over his thick waves before saying, “Honestly?” “Yeah hell yeah honestly,” Nice said. “Well…” Los hesitated, both Nice and Jah were busting at the seams staring at him with impatient eyes. “It’s garbage,” Los said shrugging his shoulders. “What?!” both Nice and Jah screamed in unison.
Patrons in the restaurant started staring in their direction. “Ayo, she new to that shit, fuck y’all expect,” Los said coming to Lucky’s defense before replaying her attempt to bless him. Jah was stunned and disappointed “I don’t know about that fam, I’ma have to retract my initial stamp of approval. You know that’s a minimal requirement to wifing a chick. She gotta know how to top a it off. That’s non-negotiable right there, that’s definitley a deal breaker,” Jah said shaking his head from side to side. Nice gave Jah a dismissive look, “Don’t listen to this young hyper nigga he don’t know what he talkin bout,” Nice advised. “Los on some real shit, she lost mad points for that right there,” Jah said standing firm in his stance.
Nice screwed up his face “Pay this dude no mind. He too young minded to know that sometimes you gotta mold a bitch. He want a chick already official wit her neck game, he not even thinkin bout how many dudes she had to practice on to get that official. He giving advice after he done moved ole girl in his crib after like two weeks, she answering phones and the whole nine,” Nice laughed. “Nice fuck you yo, you wouldn’t understand what me and Keem got. She like the air in my lungs nigga, like ever since we linked back up… my life’s been brighter, nah mean?” Jah looked up to see both Nice and Los looking at him as if he’d sprouted two heads. “Really dude? C’mon man stop smokin that shit you on,” Nice demanded. “You hear this nigga? She make life brighter, fuck is this nigga on? He tryna fuck up the brand wit that reckless shit he talkin.” Nice fumed. Los lost it, he was laughing so hard he nearly got hiccups. “Look bruh be glad baby girl ain’t on no super head shit. To be honest I would prefer good pussy over official head anyday. With time a chick’s head game can improve, but if a chick got some wack pussy she just assed out, nah mean?” Nice said. Every man at the table had to laugh.
Nice was in a zone he was going to start preaching to their asses. “Yo on some real shit you got a winner in Lucky man. Give her some time, work with her, trust me, you’ll see it’s worth it.” “You can save ya breath, I already told you Lucky locked down. She got that kinda pussy made a nigga do that retarded voice when he was cummin. That’s confirmation enough that she’s a keeper.” Jah and Nice started rollin, If you were a man you knew exactly what Los was talking about.
“Nah, on a serious note though, that head shit ain’t the only thing that matters to me. I care for her so it’s okay. In time she’ll do better. I’ll make sure of that, but damn, I wish she could take some pointers from that bitch Shyanne. Cause Shy head game is lethal.” Laughter filled the table until Nice gave Los a serious look.“Los watch that bitch Shyanne, she ain’t wrapped too tight. She about one minute away from some fatal attraction type shit. Crazy bitch must’ve called my phone 20 times last night asking to speak to you.” Carlos didn’t doubt Nice’s story, actually he believed him a hundred percent. Shyanne was blowin his phone down the previous night as well, to the point he turned it off so that it wouldn’t disturb his night with Lucky. “Los you see the way she be poppin up outta thin air like she on some David Coperfield shit. I know you caught the way she was staring at Lucky that night at Jimmy’s and at the ball game. I’m telling you, you need to stop fuckin wit that hoe. I don’t care how good her head game is. Keep fuckin wit a bitch like that you won’t have a dick to get sucked no more. Yo you didn’t hear her last night on the phone crying and begging to speak to you. Leave her ass alone nigga, you shoulda deaded that the moment she tried to pull the baby card anyways,” Nice said in a tone of warning.
Los and Jah found humor in his warning but Nice was dead ass. He knew how females could get with matters of the heart. He’d been there before with his baby mama. Car windows being busted out, tires slashed, domestic charges, the whole nine. He was trying to forewa
rn Los before he ended up going through unnecessary drama and bullshit with Shy.
“Man c’mon Shy must’ve been faded or something last night, she already know what it is. I go over every now and then to get my dick wet and that’s it, nothing more nothing less. I’ve always kept it ahunnit with her, I never lied or made promises, she know what it is.” “Yeah keep screamin that shit, wait till you wake up in the middle of the night and ya joint missing.” Jah fell out into hard laughter. “Better yet you better be worried about her puttin Lucky on to what you and her do.” Los’s eyes darkend with just the thought. “She know better than that, she wouldn’t do that; Shy know I will put my foot on her fuckin neck. She gon play her position and keep her mouth shut.” Nice shook his head. Los mistake was assuming because he had no feelings for Shy she wasn’t supposed to have any for him. The whole fucking with no attachment thing didn’t sit too well with chicks once they started catching feelings and Shyanne was going to be a problem, for sure. “You think she know betta, I’m tellin you Shy gon be a problem son, mark my word.”
Lucky was awakened by hard banging at the front door. She could hear someone pounding on the door of the suite all the way from the master bedroom. Running her hand along the bed in back of her expecting to tell Los to get the door, the only thing she felt was cold sheets. Asshole, where the hell did he go? Just when she thought whomever was banging on the door had gotten the clue to take their asses somewhere the banging started again. Gettng up out of that bed wasn’t an option, last night romp had left Lucky completely drained. No matter how much she tried to mentally urge herself to get up physically she couldn’t do it. She brought her hand to her closed eyes attemting to rub the sleepiness away and heard an unexpected jingle that caused her to open her eyes. She had to blink a couple times before staring at her wrist in disbelief. The charm bracelet that occupied her wrist was sick! The multi-colored ice was almost blinding as light from the windows bounced off the diamonds. Looking at her and Los’s name spelled out on the bracelet in different colored ice with the 4 leaf clover in the middle brought tears to her eyes. There was no question about it, Los had dropped some serious paper on the braclete.
Boom, Boom, Boom the knocking sound came again. “Go away!” Lucky screamed before groaning, feeling for the washcloth between her legs and tossing it to the side. Her pelvic muscle was sore ass hell. Having that morning after ache wasn’t something she had anticipated. Finally, the banging stopped and Lucky pulled the covers over her head before almost dozing off. Oh shit! Let me get up and brush my teeth before he gets back. Lucky threw the covers off herself exposing her naked body to the slight chill in the room, she stretched like a cat and yawned lifting herself from the bed.
The bathroom was amazing, she wasn’t expecting to see a sauna, along with a Jacuzzi tub big enough to fit 6 adults in there. She ran a hot shower making sure to open her legs and let the warm water soothe her swollen southern lips. Lucky couldn’t even wash between her legs without wincing, now she knew why some women wouldn’t even mess with dicks of a certain size. Wrapped in a large fluffy towel she proceeded to brush her teeth with the complamentry toothbrush, and wash her face. Staring at her reflection in the light of day she couldn’t help but notice she had a certain glow in addition to all the passion marks Los had left over her body as if he were marking his territory. Lucky began humming and singing to herself while smiling and playing in her hair, that late hour pipe down had her feeling as if she were walking on clouds.
“Ahhh!” Lucky shrieked, nearly jumping out of her skin as she walked out of the bathroom. Los was sitting on the chaise lounge in the bedroom looking good ass hell. “I didn’t mean to scare you baby girl, come here?” he said crooking his finger signaling her to come to him. Lucky made her way over trying to control the growing butterflies in her belly as she neared. Once she was in arms reach he reached out and pulled her down on his lap. He couldn’t help looking up at her and admiring her beauty. She looked so sexy with her hair pinned up on top of her head in a messy ponytail. There was something about that hair style that did it for him, she had his dick on swole at first glance. Her face looked angelic and her eyes seemed to be glowing today. Both of them stared in silence, Los was surprised when Lucky didn’t look away with shyness.
Carlos broke the stare down and reached for a plate of food he had sitting on a tray. The plate was piled high with fluffy buttermilk pancakes and eggs. Pancakes were her weakness, she didn’t care who was watching they looked far to appetizing to pass up. She grabbed a fork, spotted the container of maple syrup, drowed the pancakes and dug right in. Carlos watched Lucky go in on the plate, chuckling a little bit at how cute she looked stuffing her face. When she was done Carlos placed the plate back on the tray. Their eyes met and Lucky couldn’t help leaning in and placing two sensual kisses on his full soft lips.
“What up ma?” he asked hiking his knee up and dropping it, making her bounce on his leg. Lucky giggled and shook her head, sending her ponytail swaying. She went to brush a stray strand of hair behind her ear that was irritating her when she heard the new jingle to her wrist. Both Lucky and Los’s eyes went to her wrist. “Thank you so much,” Lucky beamed leaning in placing another kiss on his lips. He smiled up at her, happy he was able to make her happy. “Was this for my birthday?” she asked admiring her braclete. Carlos shook his head no, “Nah, I copped that while I was in Miami. I was going to give it to you that night…” he stopped mid-sentence not even wanting to bring up the incident. An awkward silence fell between them communicating that they both were thinking about the same thing. “Carlos let’s promise each other right now that whatever we go through from here on we won’t let that much time pass between us without talking.” Carlos sat there for a long minute, before saying “I promise Lucky. So what you sayin you wit a nigga again? Or are you going to tell me something I don’t want to hear like you just wanna be friends?” Lucky screwed up her face “Friend my ass, nigga I don’t make love…” Oh my god, was I about to say that? How crazy do I sound right now with all this love shit? He didn’t say he loved me back this morning so I’m playin myself. “I mean...I don’t sleep with my friends. That’s not what I consider a friend.” A slow smile spread across his face “A’ight, we gonna go at this one more time. This time though if you start actin up I’m not letting you go, not that easily. I’ma spank that ass and we gon be good after that,” Lucky laughed at his playful threat. “You locked down from this point on ma.You know that right?” He asked looking at her seriously.“Yes baby I’m with you. I’ve been with you, I haven’t even messed with anyone while we weren’t talking. Have you?” Lucky asked suddenly looking very serious as she stared into his face. Why the hell did she have to ask me that? I could lie “Yeah Lucky, I was.” He watched as Lucky pursed her lips together twisting them to the side, suddenly avoiding eye contact with him by looking to the ceiling. She looked so hurt, that it actually hurt him. He didn’t intend to do that, but he was trying to go at this thing a whole different way, he didn’t want to lie to her, he cared for her too much. Carlos turned her chin towards him so that he could look her in the eyes. “It’s nothing major. I wasn’t in no relationship or anything. Honestly I didn’t know whether or not you and I were ever going to get back right.” Emotionally Lucky wanted to break, she wanted to cry and spaz out on his ass. But she had to ask herself for what exactly? How could she really be upset? They weren’t together at the time but still hearing him say that he was messing with someone else hurt. Lucky tried desperately to hide her emotions and keep the hurt from being evident in her voice.
“I won’t share you,” she said in a matter of fact tone. “I’m not asking you to. I’m trying to be with you on some exclusive shit Lucky. All I want is you.” “ Well tell them other bitches it’s a wrap. Until you do that I can’t be with you, I’m sorry, I refuse to play second or third fiddle to anyone.” It hurt her to do it like this, but it had to be done. As much as she had feelings for him, if she wasn’t his one and only it just
wouldn’t work. She was the selfish type when it came to love, and she wouldn’t tolerate sharing with another woman.
Without another word he grabbed one of his cell phones from it’s clip on his waist band and started Dialing, he waited a minute or two before stating his name and other imperative information. “Yeah, I need to change my mobil number,” Lucky lifted an eyebrow in shock, as he requested to change the mobil number on his bullshit phone. He requested that the number be changed within the next 24 hours. Lucky watched on as he punched in the new number for his phone into the second phone he was holding. When he ended the call Lucky sat there speechless. “This phone right here, is all business no play. You can look ya’self,” Carlos said placing the second phone in her viewing space. Lucky turned her head to the side with slight attitude trying to play as if she didn’t want to stoop to the level of actually caring enough to confirm what he was saying. Carlos turned her chin and held the phone in her face scrolling through the call log. He wasn’t lying about the fact no female names appeared to be listed. Lucky shrugged her shoulders and looked away from him. “I’m serious about us. I ain’t have to tell you about fuckin with no other chicks or change my number but I did.” True Lucky thought to herself as she turned to face him. Lucky still looked as if she had a slight attitude but Carlos could see his words working on her. Reaching up he gently stroked the side of her face. “Give us a chance baby girl,” Carlos pressed. Lucky bit her bottom lip and shook her head yes slowly. Carlos smiled placed his hand on the back of her head and pulled her in to place a kiss on her forehead.