The sound of Lo’s voice would always interrupt any activity or conversation Bria was in. She looked at him, taking in his lean frame that was clothed in a black Celine t-shirt with the sleeves cut off, denim jeans, and Jordan 1s.
“You wanna see my old room?”
Nodding, she got up and followed him down the hallway. “You grew up here?”
“Yeah.”
“How come you weren’t raised by your parents?”
They took a left, and Lo approached a closed door. He opened it, and she walked in behind him. The rays of the sun peeked through the closed curtain. Lo sat on the full-sized bed, studying Bria while she tried to look around in the dim room.
“Why didn’t you answer my question?” she inquired, picking up a trophy that was on a stand.
National Scholar Chess Winner Kylo Crown.
“‘Cause it’s complicated.”
Bria looked at him. “You played chess?”
He nodded. “Yeah, I played a lot of shit.”
Bria took in all the awards that were in his name. He was on the debate team, basketball team, and even played football. She picked up his diploma and smiled.
“Did you graduate early?”
“Yeah.”
“You must be smart.” She looked at him.
He chuckled. “You trying to throw shots at me or something?”
Bria giggled. “Of course, not. I’m just making an observation.”
Lo grinned at her. “That’s what I get for trying to open up to you.”
Bria sat the diploma down. “Baby, don't be dramatic. I’m just saying, you’re so damn guarded that I didn’t realize that I’m married to a very smart man. What’s 345 x 60?” she joked.
Lo was silent for a moment until he replied, “20,700.”
Her mouth gaped. “Are you serious? Give me my phone so I can double check.”
Lo chortled loudly. “Double check? You never have to double check with me, but I’ll play along.”
Reaching into his pocket, he passed Bria her phone. She quickly went to her calculator app and typed in the numbers.
“Damn,” she whispered, stunned.
“Damn, what?” he challenged. “I was right?”
“Yeah, how the hell did you calculate that in your head?”
He shrugged. “I’ve always been good with numbers. Come over here.”
Bria did as he instructed and stood in front of him.
“You look real good today. I can’t stop staring at you.”
Bria climbed on top of him and graced his lips with a kiss. There was something sensual about this moment. Lo’s words were soft and not rooted in dominance. Bria wasn’t proficient in the school of Lo just yet, but she felt as though he was being sincere with her.
