“Then they drink too.” Scoot shrugged.
“Aight, bet.” Bino rubbed his hands together and descended into the chair he was next to, pulling Morgan into his lap. “And we having fun tonight, so don’t get mad when one of the ladies chooses me.”
“Oh, I’m not. You just have that same energy when I choose one orbothof your homeboys.” She smirked and I chuckled while shaking my head.
I didn’t know Morgan like that, but Bino told me all about her and this little sister when we were growing up. He’d just never mentioned Kaori by name. It was always “sis this” or “sis that”. Morgan was just like he described her: a pretty firecracker. I’d only been around her twice, but both times shorty was no nonsense with him. She challenged his ass with every fucking thing. Shit was funny as fuck, but I knew it wasn’t some shit I could deal with. I didn’t want a girl I could run over, but I for sure didn’t want one as vocal as her. My girl would need to know when to chill because I wasn’t with all the mouth and shit.
“Let’s get it started,” Scoot said, volunteering to go first.
The shit went smooth as fuck. I opted into taking shots every time Gwen’s thirsty ass chose me to be her acting partner in her dares but indulged with Vedra, Leah, Morgan, and Kaori. I really wanted to take a shot every time any of them outside of Kaori volunteered me, but I didn’t want to seem too pressed and I loved getting under B’s skin when his girl chose me.
We ended up playing three more games after that one; drunk Uno, a board game they had made, and we ended it with some shit called Pull A Tab. It was a big ass poster with sticky notes on it. Under each sticky note was instructions that ranged between Android users taking shots, lighting up, which was my favorite, chugging contests, taking random shots, drinking water, and so on. Shit was a vibe. That was actually the first time I had been to a game night. I was always about my business or my kid so I didn’t do much of that shit, but it felt good to just chill and have a good time with my homeboys and some chicks.
By the time the shit was over, we were all tipsy as fuck. I ended up excusing myself and going to the bathroom because we’d had so much to drink. I took a quick call from my brother who was just checking in before he went to bed.
On the way out I ran into Kaori, so I stopped her stride and backed her into the wall behind her. “Kiss me like you did in that game.”
I didn’t give her a chance to protest before crashing my lips into hers then slipping my tongue into her mouth. She was the only one I allowed to do anything sexual or intimate to me while we played. She drew the dare to pass a piece of candy to your partner using only your mouth and of course we took it too far. It would have been easy to blame it on the alcohol and shit but the truth was I just simply wanted to. I missed the feeling of her lips and the feeling I got when hers were on mine.
“Solomon.” She sniveled and pushed away. “We shouldn’t. Everyone is still here.”
Reaching for her hand, I pulled her back into me and kissed her lips again then across her jaw and up to her ear before saying, “Then go tell everyone it’s time to go.”
She studied my face for a second before nodding and walking in the direction of the living room while I went in the opposite direction to find her bedroom. I immediately knew which one was hers because it was bleeding red when I opened the door. I made myself comfortable while I waited, taking some weed and a cigar out to roll up.
“Everyone’s gone,” she stated timidly when she entered the room moments later.
Nodding, I placed the blunt between my lips and sparked up, then waved her over. I was seated on the side of her bed, so I pulled her between my legs when she was close enough.
“Why you acting all shy and shit?”
“I’m not,” she lied. “I-I just need to shower.”
“Aight, go handle ya business.”
“Okay,” she stepped back and grabbed the remote from her dresser. “I won’t be long, but you can find something to watch while you wait. I have pretty much all of the subscriptions.”
I nodded and watched her as she made her way to her bathroom and didn’t tear my eyes from her until she closed the door. I didn’t want to watch shit so I just turned on some music. Syre’s new album,One Of The Ones, was the first on the list so I went with that. He was one of them singing niggas so I figured this would do.
While I smoked and waited for Kaori, I looked around her room. It was the typical woman shit: chair in one corner, a mirror in the opposite one with red feathers all around it, silver dresser and nightstand with diamonds as the knobs, and the bed was the same. Some shit I expected her to have.
As my eyes roamed the rest of her room, I spotted something that piqued my interest and had me on my feet walking to her dresser. Reaching for the framed picture, my mouth dropped a little seeing who it was.
Ice and K-Dot?
Are these her fucking parents?
In the picture were both of them with Kaori between, smiling hard as fuck. She was clearly younger than she was now, but it was definitely her.
What the fuck!
Ice and K-Dot were fucking hood legends. They had the streets on lock when I was a little nigga, and hell they still did, only now they were out in Atlanta, or at least that was what the rumor was.
“I hope I didn’t have you waiting too long.”
My dick bricked up instantly when I looked over my shoulder and saw her standing there with a towel wrapped around her, water droplets still on her shoulders and chest. Without taking my eyes off her, I slowly put the picture back down on the dresser and made my way over to her.
“Damn,” I mumbled, pulling her body into mine.
