A’ja smiled. Again, she felt so out of the dating loop. She knew that him offering to buy her drinks was something that she liked, but she also didn’t want to feel as if she owed him anything. A’ja was down to let loose and have fun but only on her terms.
“You didn’t have to do that.”
“If I’m sitting in your face taking up your time, buying your drinks is the least that I can do.”
A’ja blushed and pulled from the hookah.
“I don’t want to crowd you. If at any point you want me out your face just say the word.”
The way he was staring at her like she was so intriguing made A’ja’s yoni contract. Naasson was handsome. Like handsome, handsome. “I don’t mind. I just came out because my friend invited me. It’s not like I’m trying to meet someone, and you’re cock blocking.”
Naasson nodded. “No kids?”
The question made her heart sink. “No. What about you?”
“Nah, not yet. My moms kept telling me to hurry up because I’m thirty but,” Naasson shrugged passively. “That’s not something I’m forcing just for the sake of giving her grandkids.”
“I feel you on that. Kids is kind of something that has to be carefully thought out with the kind of career that I have, so I didn’t get around to it before you know.” She was tired of sayingthe word divorce. It had been spoken one too many times for her liking.
By the time her second drink was finished, A’ja felt really good. She was dancing in her seat, and she knew she probably looked goofy because she kept smiling, but she didn’t care. At one point, she looked at Naasson through heavy lids and when he licked his lips, she knew right then and there that she wanted to have sex with him. The DJ was everything because he didn’t play one song that A’ja didn’t like. She was dancing in her seat and actually having a good time. What she liked most was that Naasson’s conversation flowed effortlessly, and he didn’t have to talk about sex or make crude comments to have something to talk about. He was a gentleman, and she liked that.
“You good?” he asked noticing her low lids.
“Yes, and I’m done for the night. I have an hour and a half practice tomorrow. Coach just complimented me the other day on how well I was playing. If I go in with a hangover off my game, she’s going to have a fit.” A’ja sighed.
“I bought a ticket to the game earlier today. I can’t wait to see you play.”
A wide grin spread across A’ja’s face. That’s dope. I hope you enjoy yourself.”
“Excuse me, friend. Can I speak to you for one second?” Celine smiled at Naasson before pulling A’ja up out of the seat.
A’ja stepped off to the side with her. “What’s up?”
“That man is handsome. Like jaw dropping and all that good shit, but I don’t know him. Therefore, I don’t feel comfortable leaving you here with him, and Marlow and I are about to head out.”
“I wouldn’t say I necessarily know him either, but I met him yesterday in a coffee shop, and we exchanged numbers. He’s from North Carolina, and he’s here for a few months becausehis cousin has a film production company, and he’s shooting a movie.”
Impressed, Celine pursed her lips. “Okay, that’s all well and good, but I’m still not sure.”
A’ja knew she had to be borderline drunk because she couldn’t believe what she was about to say to Celine. “I kind of want to have sex with him,” she whined.
Though the matter was serious, Celine had to giggle at the way A’ja was pouting. “Where is he staying?” she peeked over A’ja’s shoulder at Naasson who was talking to Marlow.
“I don’t know all that.”
“Don’t invite him back to your place, and don’t go to his either. Unless it’s a hotel or somewhere with security. Share your location with me too.”
“Bet.”
“Have fun girl,” Celine grinned at her friend.
“I plan too. If he’s with it. He’s being a gentleman. I can’t believe I’m even considering being the aggressor.”
Celine waved her comment off. “Girl, please. YOLO. You’re both in London temporarily, and you just want to have fun. There is no shame in that at all.”
A’ja appreciated the fact that Celine was encouraging her shenanigans. She walked back over to Naasson.
“Everything good?”
