Chapter 6

Chapter

Six

F ranklin

All rationale went out the window when I saw Junicia’s ex on her lawn. It got worse the minute I noticed how swollen her lip was. I thought he caused it, but she told me he didn’t. I wasn’t sure if I believed her or not, but she did mention something about Benadryl.

I had kinda avoided her the last couple of days because I was still trying to come to terms with pulling my piece out on her ex, and the feelings I had begun to develop for her.

I didn’t know what to do because I was supposed to be keeping my distance, but that had gotten harder since I couldn’t get her pretty ass face out of my mind.

Since being up close and personal with Junicia, I beat my dick more in the past two days than I had in a long ass time.

Not since I was a teenager. I couldn’t get her plump ass lips out of my mind.

I had dreams about how they would feel around my dick.

I was so horny I almost called the chick from my doctor’s office, but I had a feeling she would be bad news.

I didn’t need any more trouble in my life, especially because I wasn’t sure if Junicia’s ex was going to try some shit again, or even what was going on with me and her.

Fuck all that giving her time. I wanted her, but I would wait a little longer to let it be known. I had to feel her out. Having a pretty face was one thing, but I needed to know what kind of head she had on her shoulders and if she was able to have an adult conversation.

“Have a seat and get as comfortable as you can. I’ll get you some Benadryl and water,” I told her when we entered my house.

It looked like her lip had gone down some, but it was still bigger than it should have been.

I left her in the living room and went into the half bathroom to get the medicine from the cabinet.

When I lifted my hand, I realized how swollen my knuckles were.

Now that the adrenaline wore off, I was in a little bit of pain, so I grabbed some pain medicine for myself.

After I got what I needed, I went into the kitchen.

I got myself a little water from the water dispenser from the refrigerator and took the pills.

Then I filled a glass with ice and some water for Junicia and headed back to the living room.

She was on the couch looking around the room when I entered.

“I know it’s a little sparse in here,” I said as I handed her the pills and glass.

“Thank you. It is, but it’s cozy.”

I had the bare minimum in my living room.

A basic ass couch, a television that sat on an entertainment center, and a small table in front of the couch.

It wasn’t that I couldn’t get more furniture, I just didn’t feel the need to.

It was just me, and I had everything I needed.

I didn’t even have pictures on the wall.

Thinking about it, it did look a little sad.

“Thanks. I’m going to take a shower and change.” I picked up the remote and handed it to her. “Put on whatever you want, and I’ll be back down in a few minutes.” In a surprising move, I leaned down and kissed her forehead. “Shit, my bad. I didn’t mean to do that.”

She blushed. “It’s okay. More than likely, this medicine is going to make me sleepy, so I’ll be right here.”

“You need a blanket or something?”

Winters were brutal here, so I always kept spare blankets just in case the power went out, even though I had a generator. I still liked to be prepared for anything.

“Yes, please.”

I nodded, then went to get her a blanket.

When I came back, she had already taken her hoodie off and was curled up on my couch.

I laid the cover over her, and she smiled.

She looked like she was already on her way to sleep.

It was a good thing she already had a head scarf on because I knew how women were about wrapping their hair up.

“I’ll be back to check on you when I’m done.”

She yawned and closed her eyes. “Okay.”

I left her to rest, then headed upstairs to get myself together. My head was clouded with thoughts of her being in my bed, wrapped in my arms.

In the bathroom connected to my room, I undressed and tossed my clothes in the hamper.

I knew I needed to take my suit to the dry cleaners, but I would worry about that another day.

For the moment, I could only worry about the beauty downstairs.

She had gone through enough in the last few days, and she didn’t deserve it.

I wasn’t sure what went on behind closed doors, but she always seemed so bubbly and full of life whenever we did speak.

I hoped she didn’t let him take her joy away.

I let the hot water run over my achy muscles. The medicine I took helped some, but I was still tense, and knowing Junicia was here made that shit worse. I had to think about something else, because my dick hardened, and I didn’t want to beat my shit while she was on my couch.

I quickly washed up and got out of the shower. I went into my bedroom and threw on some sweats and a T-shirt. I needed to see about boarding up her window and finding something for dinner. I highly doubted she wanted to go back to her house so soon, and I didn’t want her to.

When I was dressed, I went back downstairs to check on Junicia, and she was sound asleep.

It was a beautiful sight, and I couldn’t help but watch her for a few minutes.

Since I knew she was good, I put on some socks, shoes, and my coat, then went out to the garage to see if I had something to cover her window with.

It was completely out of character for me to be doing the things I’d done for her over the span of a couple of days. I had to be tripping.

Luckily, the window that was broken wasn’t that big, and I had something to cover it with temporarily.

I took the wood and my tools over to her house.

The sky had darkened since I had gotten home, and it looked like it would rain.

I didn’t want the water to get into her house, and I didn’t want to get caught in it, so I boarded up the window as fast as I could.

When I was done, I double-checked her lock and made sure no other windows had any damage before I went back over to my house.

I put the tools back in the garage and headed inside.

Junicia was still asleep, so I made myself a cup of tea and found something to fix for dinner.

I should have been sleeping myself, but I was on high alert because I was in protective mode.

She wasn’t my girl, and up until two days ago, I didn’t even know her name, but I felt it was up to me to protect her from her ex or anyone else that tried some shit.

I wasn’t sure where that feeling had come from, but it was there, and it was real.

I watched her from afar, but maybe the stars were finally aligning for us to be more than just neighbors.

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