“Man, you a sucker,” Al taunted.
“Something like that,” Logic tossed over his shoulder as he walked over to the Charger.
It had been a week since he last laid eyes on Tyler, and Logic couldn’t deny that he missed her. Talking on the phone was cool, but he needed to see her pretty ass face and feel her soft ass body against him. Her hugs were addictive, and he couldn’t wait to get her in his arms again. The thought caused a grin that spread across his face as he pulled the passenger door open.
“Bout fucking time,” Logic muttered inches away from her lips.
“Let me find out you missed me.” Tyler grinned, allowing him to reach over and unbuckle her seat belt.
“That shit is an understatement.” He dipped down to place a kiss on her lips, awakening the butterflies in her stomach. She could feel their wings expand as he pecked her lips a couple of times before sliding his tongue into her mouth. Breathlessly, Tyler allowed him to suck on her tongue as the butterflies traveled from her stomach to the sweet spot between her thighs, causing a moan to slip from her lips.
Without warning, Logic pulled back and frowned at her.
“Man,” he snarled, wiping his lips. “What I tell you about that shit?”
“Well, I was about to warn you, but you started sucking my face.” Tyler giggled. “You were having a good time, and I didn’t want to stop you.”
“Yea, aight.” Logic helped her out of the car.
“Well, hello to you too Thugger.” Aria waved, reminding him that she was driving.
“My fault, what’s up baby girl?” He nodded at her, tossing his arm over Tyler's shoulder.
“Yall go together now?” Aria quizzed.
“Yea.” Logic grinned.
“No,” Tyler denied.
“Get her ass outta here,” Al demanded, bopping over to them. “Don’t play in my man’s face like that.”
“I’m just saying,” Tyler said with a smirk. “I’m newly single and need to weigh my options.”
“I’m your only option.” Logic kissed the side of her face.
“I know that’s right, Thugger!” Aria clapped her hands, setting the alarm on her car.
“You know you double-parked, right?” Al pointed to her tires slanted across the yellow lines.
“I know,” she said smartly. “It keeps people from parking right next to me.” Aria winked, reaching into her purse to grab a fake ticket.
“They gone tow your shit.”
“Boy bye. The garbage at the entrance is overflowing, somebody bad ass kids over there harassing the ice cream truck driver, and the fire hydrant is on, so I know the water pressure is low. My car is the least of their worries.”
“Aye, don’t talk about my peaceful community,” Al warned her.
“Ah, it’s givin' Alcatraz,” Aria corrected him as Duce pulled up beside them.
“Nigga.” Al faced Logic as Duce pulled up next to Aria’s Charger. “You invited Pearl ghetto ass too?”
“Yea,” he answered. “Sage wanted a nice amount of people.”
“His friends, not yours.”
“Yall his friends too.” Logic chuckled as Pearl exited the car in her spandex bodysuit with army fatigue prints. She cranked the volume up on the stereo and started popping her ass as Whim Whammy played.
“He want this cat, I'm makin' plays, No type of time, I'm makin' pape'. I might just put it in his face,”Pearl rapped.
