“So you admit you were checking for me?”
Her brow arched in the moststop fucking playing with meway. “Have you looked in the mirror and seen yourself, Corey?”
I was trying not to grin but I couldn’t help it. “And you stroking my ego.”
Porsha chuckled and licked the powdered sugar off her bottom lip. “You say yes multiple parts of me will be stroking more than your ego.”
“Your mouth always so slick ain’t it? I know you a good friend of Lyric’s—”
“But what we do ain’t got nothing to do with her. We thought one night would be enough, but it’s not. Let’s see if we can get this out of our system in a week.” She shrugged and I can’t lie; I was irritated that she was doing it again. Putting distance between us when we both knew that shit would be impossible. Our people were too closely linked and the chemistry between us too fucking potent for something more to not come of it.
“That’s what you on? Trying to shake me?”
“I mean the chemistry is there, but to be real, I ain’t in the market for a man. I got too much shit going on to let one slow me down.” She looked me up and down again as she leaned back in the chair, waiting on me to think over her proposition.
Instead of giving her what she wanted so soon, cause I definitely would, I put my hands on the chair next to her and leaned forward. “Maybe that’s the problem.”
“What is?”
“That you think a man would slow you down. Only a lil ass boy would try to impede the life you’ve worked so hard for or fuck up the goals that you have. I understand being busy because, as you well know, I got a lot on my plate. But I’m notcounting out this shit with us being something far more than a week.”
“It’s cute that you think you’ll be able to change my mind so easily. But to be honest, you’re the first one who’s even got the pussy in a good lil minute.”
“I could tell by the way you were wrapped around my dick like a python.”
She barked a laugh and I couldn’t help but join in. “Python pussy, that’s a new one.”
“I’m not saying it’s gone be something serious, but I definitely didn’t want you counting me or my dick out after just a week. Keep your mind open to it being something more than that and let’s see where it goes.”
My first press but definitely not my damn last.
“As long as this business stays between the two of us, I might agree to those terms.” Porsha looked nervous as hell to set that boundary. Like she thought I was gone run from her or something.
Instead of backing down I just gave her a nod before pulling out my phone. “Good. I’m about to book a flight for us to Atlanta.”
“Atlanta?” Her confusion had me pausing what I was doing to look at her.
“My place in Texas don’t fee like home yet, but on second thought, maybe you can change that.” Even as I spoke that shit sounded like the best idea and I immediately changed the flight info to Dallas.
“City—”
“Corey. Only call me City when I’m knocking that pussy out the frame.”
“I can’t even tell you to shut up because you definitely did that. But yeah, book the flight and I’m there.”
That agreement still felt like a dismissal and I wasn’t good with that.
“Nah ain’t no meeting up. I’m not letting your pretty ass out of my sight until the week is up. So let’s go get your shit packed so we can head out. I ain’t got a moment to waste.”
I stood up and tossed a few hundreds on the table. I knew Lyric and Grant had prepaid for everyone who’d witnessed their nuptials to eat, but I would still cover what I needed as the bride’s family. Hell, she’d almost had my ass crying as she asked me to walk her down the aisle, this was the least I could do.
Porsha stood up not bothering to check around for anyone who might see us. Grant’s people were off somewhere and I’m sure if they noticed the two of us together it wouldn’t be something suspicious. I gave Ori and Midas’ asses a head nod of acknowledgement because they were tucked away in the corner of the restaurant. Midas owned theWarren Hoteland Ori was Grant’s cousin on the mama’s side I think. I showed my respect by acknowledging them but with the way they glanced at Porsha then back at me; they understood fully why my ass ain’t stop to speak.
“Anxious?”
As smug as she was, I wasn’t about to sit there and play like I wasn’t ready to get her spread out on my bed for another taste.
I chuckled and then held out my arm so that she could slip her hand inside. Holding her hand would’ve been too much for her so I did this in a way to still be a gentleman.
