"Yo, yo, wait. Why are you riding that shit down the sidewalk so fast, boy?"
"Man, these fuck ass niggas started chasing me as soon as I was about to turn on Castle Hill Ave. I'm sure they were trying to take my fuckin bike and I ain't having that."
"Where did this happen?"
"Around the corner, I think I lost them though."
"Well, we are about to go find them. Who the fuck do they think they are fucking with you?"
Pernelle stormed off instantly, but Princeton grabbed her arm.
"No P, them niggas had guns."
"Ugh, see. I hate these stupid mutha fuckas around NY, I swear. Come on, let me walk you back to your building, and do not come out here anymore today."
“Alright let's go.”
Princeton didn't have anything smart to say in return so that let me know he was scared. I don't blame him howeva. Shit the night that dude chased me out of the bodega I was about to piss on myself.
We returned to the projects to get Princeton in the house while still looking over our shoulders in hopes the dudes didn't catch up. Hearing the word gun really had me on my fucking toes, and it wasn't until we were almost to their building that I finally relaxed.
"Uh oh, girl, look who's coming our way."
Pernelle whispered out the side of her lips as we approached Ant, who was walking shirtless with black gym shorts and sweat dripping down his body. He must've just come from a run, which is when he is in his sexiest form.
"What up, P, what up Princeton, how you doing, Ciara?"
"Hey Ant, you good?"
Pernelle and Princeton walked down the sidewalk a few more steps before stopping to wait on me.
"Yeah, Cici, I'm straight. Just been beating myself up a little because I didn't get your number before you left the other day."
"Oh, I wasn't sure you wanted it."
"Why wouldn't I?"
"I don't know, I guess not hearing from you made me think that we are on a one-night stand kind of basis.”
"Hell nah, the other night was fun for me. I would love to do something like that again. Your ass looks and taste like candy."
He scanned my entire body with his eyes.
There was a brief moment of silence between us.
"Well, I guess I will let you go. It's hot as hell out here, and I need a shower after that run. Can I get your number, though?"
"Umm well." I stalled until I heard my name being called,
"Yo, Ciara!
The voice came from the only man who could demand my attention at any moment.
Hov was standing there, looking like a fucking statue next to me and Ant. Even the mug on his face didn't take away from how fucking handsome he is. That perfect beard, his flawless skin, and the tattoos placed across his chest made him dreamy as a fucking rapper or football player. You can tell by looking at Hov that he takes care of himself. I can't stand a man who thinks that skin care and drinking water is only for women.
"Come here."
I walked out of Ant's face so quickly that all I heard was him smacking his lips from behind. Oh well, shit, I haven't even touched Hov’s dick yet and I'm positive it's better.
