15. Daisy
Daisy
“ W ell, bitch, I guess you got a man! Daisy’s got a man at home!”
It was at that moment I had the biggest urge to slap my best friend. Was she really in my hotel room dancing around like she was Chante Moore? “Katniss, please go to your room. Go get Ashtan or something.”
“Don’t be mad, best friend. My son is with his granny and pop pop. Mama Lina told me to leave his ass right there and that’s what the hell I’m going to do. Trust me, I’m leaving as soon as my man walks in that door so I can get out your way. I know Zane wants some celebratory Suga Melon.”
Oh yeah, she was on my last nerve now. My feelings were all over the place. Zane called me his woman on national television. There was no coming back from that, especially after the comment that I gave. I agreed to the shenanigans.
Since I had been staying with Zane, it had been better than I thought it would be. He was considerate, attentive, caring, and the in-house dick was everything. Somehow, I morphed into this woman that wanted to have dinner on the table by the time he came home from practice. Now that I worked remote because of all the bullshit with Mason, I had time. Also, there was nothing like washing dishes that led to you being bent over the counter with a dick in Suga Melon.
“Tell me you didn’t want this, and I’ll shut up.” Katniss challenged.
Unfortunately, I couldn’t tell her that. I wanted this now. The first night I stayed with Zane, I slept in the guest room. By three o’clock that morning, I was in his bed riding his dick. From that day forward, I was in his bed. I loved being engulfed in his massive arms. Since I couldn’t tell her that I didn’t want it, I just rolled my eyes.
My spirit jumped for joy at the sound of the room door opening. Katniss wasted no time rushing to the door to jump into Asher’s arms. They were so fucking cute together.
“Come give your man some love, baby.” Zane’s sexy voice had Suga Melon tingling.
Zane was one of the sexiest men that I had ever dealt with. It was more than his looks. It was the way he carried himself, his aura, just everything. That’s what scared the hell out of me initially. I knew that if I let myself, I would fall hard and deep for him. I’d done that before in my life and I never wanted to experience the hurt that I did in that situation again. A man like Zane Anderson had the capability to destroy me.
After I was in his arms, I kissed his lips. My cheeks were high when I pulled back. “You’re going to run this you being my man out, huh?”
His hand firmly grabbed my ass. “You don’t want me to be your man, Daisy? Tell me that shit, and I’ll leave you alone for twelve hours.”
Wait, what? “You’ll leave me alone for twelve hours? You’re serious, aren’t you?”
There was no faulter in his stance at all. I guess he was serious as a heart attack. “I don’t hear you saying you don’t want me to. I’ll take your lack of a response to that question as a you’re cool with it.”
When his lips went to my neck, my knees felt a little shaky. Why does he have this effect on me? It was hard for a person like me to admit the hold he already appeared to have over me. It was moving in with him that was the catalyst to all of this. This nigga tricked me!
“Aye, we gonna get outta here. I ain’t sign up for a porno.” Asher’s rude ass didn’t care what came out of his mouth.
Zane laughed but told him that we would see them later for dinner. Our flight to go home would leave tomorrow afternoon. This wasn’t my first time at a football game. I had gone to plenty with Katniss. This was, however, my first time going to an away game on the arms of a player. Since Ashtan and Ashan came with us, Asher and Zane made sure that we had a box so we wouldn’t be out in the elements.
As soon as the hotel room door closed, Zane lifted me in his arms, causing me to yelp. I was not a big female at all. Honestly, when Zane had me in his arms, if you were looking at us from the side, all you would see was my legs. His arms were so damn big. He was big. Every time he abruptly lifted me, it felt like he might accidentally throw me over his shoulder onto the floor.
“Don’t be scared now. You know I got you.”
Without missing a beat, he was able to hold me up with one arm, pull his sweatpants down, slip my panties to the side, then slide into me so smoothly. My head led the way of my body falling back. If it wasn’t for his big ass arms, I might had been laying on the floor. Like an on button was triggered, my body involuntarily started riding this dick I loved.
He walked me backward toward the wall. “I think you wear these dresses and skirts around me because you don’t want any blockages to me getting Suga Melon. That’s why you wear these shits, Daisy? You wear them for me?”
Dammit! He found me out! “Yes! Yes, I do!”
My back was against the wall. He stroked into me, and I rode like my life depended on it. This wasn’t a fuck. This felt like he was trying to stroke my soul.
“Wha-what are you doing to me?”
See, for years I just fucked off with men sparingly because, I never wanted to fall in love with the dick. When you fall in love with the dick, then next thing that comes is the heart or the insanity. Sometimes both come after it. Now if the man was a good man, you would be alright, maybe. At most, you would be territorial. Now, if he was a fuck boy like my last relationship, that insanity would hit harder than ever. I couldn’t risk insanity.
His lips crashed onto mine. My lips parted to let his tongue slither into my mouth. His tongue tasted great. Zane had this thing with lemon candies. He always had one in his mouth. When Suga Melon’s muscles pulsated around his dick, he hissed.
“Suga Melon got my dick in a chokehold. I got her falling in love wit’ me. You gonna fall in love with me like she is, Daisy? I’m gonna make both of you fall in love wit’ me.”
We’d been officially together less than six hours but here he was declaring that it was his intent to make me fall in love with him. “Fuck! Make me fall in love!”
Those had to be trigger words because this man fucked me every which way but loose. My smartwatch asked me if I was working the hell out. By the time we were done, we had less than an hour to get ready for dinner.
The restaurant that we opted to go to must have been very popular. I felt like they closed it down and it was only for the professional football players and their guests. Thank God, the restaurant was massive. It had a laidback vibe, which I appreciated, because I didn’t feel like the entire dress-up thing after being fucked like a porn star.
There was a live band to set the vibe and the table that we sat at had three small couches that gave the impression that it was meant for couples. My body leaned against Zane who had his hand on my bare thigh. Asher and Katniss sat on their own couch. Tiara and a little boo that she was entertaining sat on the next one.
“Johnny boy, where’d you say you were from again?”
My man was rude as hell. My man, my man, my man. That man introduced himself as Johnathan. Here he and Asher went calling this man Johnny boy like it was alright.
Tiara looked annoyed but said nothing. She knew that this was a rite of passage for any man that had an interest in being with her. If they couldn’t handle her family, then they couldn’t handle her.
Johnathan’s chest rose and fell slowly. Oh, he’s getting vexed. “I’m from Tallahassee, Florida, Zaney boy.”
Ah shit! I didn’t want to see the tightness of Zane’s face that I could guarantee was there. From the silence around the table alone, I knew the shock was real.
Asher leaned forward. “Oh shit! Lemme fin out you not a whole bitch outcha. Zane, what dem young churn be ta say? Type shit! Type shit!”
“No bitch in me,” Johnathan responded.
The pride that was shown on Tiara’s face was cute. When he sat back, wrapped his arm around Tiara, then pulled her to him and kissed her forehead, I knew that I officially liked him. I wanted to give the men some time to talk without the ears of the women.
“Let’s go to the bathroom, ladies.”
We each kissed our men before we headed to the bathroom. The restaurant was so big, they needed two damn bathrooms. One on each side of it.
“Girl, Johnathan is fine, and I see just as petty as Zane and Asher. Where did you meet him?” Katniss asked as soon as we got into the bathroom.
Tiara’s cheeks rose and turned a shade lighter. “I braid his sista hair. They jus moved to Charlotte, and she follows me on social media. She young, so he dropped her off fa her appointment, but came in afta to pay. A few days lata he came back and asked me on a date.”
“Tell the truth. You gave that man the coochie already?” I had to know.
She giggled. “We’ve been mixin since Ashan been two months old. I had to make sure he been legit before I bring em around. To answer your question, though, dat man been had da coochie.”
We all rejoiced. You would have thought she just told us that she got a promotion or she won a million dollars. My relationship was new with Zane although the dick wasn’t, but feeling like I found my person was a great feeling. I wanted to fight it like I was Claressa Shields. Clearly, I was beat like hell.
We primped ourselves in the mirror for a few minutes before opening the door to leave the bathroom. I was the first to step out. When I did, I jumped back. “What the fuck!”
Mason was leaned against the wall with his arms across his broad chest. “I noticed you across the restaurant earlier. I decided to come say hello.”
There was no way this guy was serious right now. Was he stupid or dumb? Katniss stayed by my side. From my side view, I saw Tiara slide off. I was sure that she was on her way to get Asher and Zane.
“Mason, you can’t be near me. There is an order of protection against you. What… Are you dumb?”
He waved me off as if I said nothing. “That shit is only valid in Charlotte.”
Katniss laughed with a shake of her head. “He’s dumb. Thank God you can play a little bit of football because you would have never made it in the world otherwise.”
Before anything else was said, Mason was struck in his jaw by Zane. I knew he was tired of getting punched by my baby. Mason must have practiced for this one because he tried to go blow for blow with Zane. It happened so fast. Someone yelled gun, then there was a pop sound. My heart dropped.
I tried to rush toward Zane and Mason, but Katniss pulled me back. From where I stood, I couldn’t tell if my baby was shot. Time stood still while my heart ached at the thought of losing Zane. Just before I felt myself about to break, Zane moved.
I broke free from Katniss’s hold. “Let me go!”
The restaurant was in chaos. People had no idea what happened. What they did know was that a shot was fired. Zane pushed himself up from the floor by the time I got to him. He turned to face me and there was blood on his white polo style shirt. I ran into his arms when he opened them.
He kissed my forehead while he rubbed my back. “I’m fine! I’m fine, baby. Calm down.”
Where did that gunshot come from? I pulled my head from Zane’s chest to look around. That was when I noticed Johnathan standing there with a gun in his hand. Oh my God! I watched him move to where Mason lay with a bullet in his head. Johnathan picked the gun up, broke the gun down, then laid it on a small table that sat outside of the bathroom.
Tiara rushed over, pulled me from Zane’s arms, then hugged me. “Oh my God! Are you alright?”
After I confirmed that I was fine, she asked Zane. He confirmed he was fine as well. Johnathan walked over to us with the gun I didn’t know he had now holstered. Tiara went into his extended arms. He kissed her lips. I didn’t want him to go to jail!
It didn’t take the police very long to arrive. I was prepared to explain what happened, but apparently there was no need. The owner told the police that there were cameras. What was more shocking was finding out that Johnathan was an FBI agent. The hell!
Mason tried to kill Zane. Mason was dead. What the hell was really going on?
A Short Time Later…
I was on edge when we got back to Charlotte. I was scared that law enforcement would come back to take Zane and Johnathan away. It goes without saying that after the events, Asher, Zane, and Johnathan forged a brotherhood of sorts. How could they not?
It took a few weeks for Zane and Johnathan to be cleared. It had been all over national news about Mason’s death. Naturally, his family was outraged. That was until all of Mason’s ways were uncovered. He had a history of domestic abuse that was covered up by not only his family, but his agent too. The amount of hush money that he paid out to females who were now coming forward was crazy. I guess NDAs were void once a person died in the way that he did.
“Daisy, where the hell you going with that shit on?”
Zane’s voice scared the hell out of me. I was in the mirror admiring the outfit that I chose to wear for me, Katniss, and Tiara’s girls’ night. I wasn’t sure what the problem was. My outfit was cute as fuck.
“What’s wrong with my outfit, baby? I look cute.”
When Zane stepped behind me, his eyes scanned my outfit further in the mirror. I wore a crop top with a pair of jeans and red bottoms that my baby bought me when we were in Washington, DC.
Zane cuffed the bottom of my titties. “Why can I see your under titties, Daisy?” He turned me around, then grabbed the cuff of my ass. “What the fuck you need slits right here for? You got me fucked up and more so you’re going to get someone’s son fucked up.”
My head slanted toward my right ear. “Um, you think it’s too much?”
“For a woman in a relationship, yes. Baby, I’m not trying to control the way you dress. However, you are a representation of me now. I personally don’t want my woman out here seeming as if she’s single and advertising.”
My mind took in what he said. I never thought about how I dressed or represented myself. How I dressed was how I dressed. Yes, most of the time what I wore was to attract men, so that would be advertising. Now I had a man.
“I understand. I’ll find something not as salacious.”
I started to walk off but was pulled back. Zane’s arms wrapped around me. His lips went to my neck. I shook my head and backed up. “Nope, nope! I’m not about to let you get me caught up.”
He pulled me back into him. “You’re about to take your clothes off anyway. Let me get in Suga Melon before you leave.”
I knew better than to let him get anywhere near Suga Melon. If I did, I wouldn’t be going anywhere tonight. I had to compromise. “Instead of getting inside of Suga Melon, how about you get into this throat?”
Without waiting for an answer, I lowered his sweatpants as I lowered myself. Yeah, this would hold him over until I got back home. Home. Zane told me after we got back from their preseason game that my stay with him was permanent. At that point, there was no reason for me to fight against it because here was where I wanted to be.
“Tiara, let me find out you’re out here looking for another boo! I see you all sexy and shit.” Katniss had the jokes tonight.
We sat in the VIP section at Club Obsession. All of us looked bad as hell. The outfit that I landed on after I changed was just as sexy as the first but more conservative. Zane was extremely pleased. I tried to get out of the house without his dick or tongue in Suga Melon, but I failed miserably. We were supposed to meet at Katniss’s apartment. They ended up coming to me, because Zane’s dick made me late.
Tiara laughed loudly. “Girl, ain’t nobody lookin fa anotha anything. I got who da hell I want. I ain’t ga lie, when he told me he been dem boys I was hesitant. He not jus dem boys; he dem big boys. FBI, bitch! I happy I gave him a chance though.”
I was glad that she did, too, because her happiness had her skin glowing. Hell, we all had glowing skin because of our men. Sometimes I had fleeting thoughts that Zane and I were moving too fast. We went from zero to negative one hundred to one hundred.
“Kat, isn’t the court date for that Penny shit soon?” I asked.
Penny had been very quiet and out of the way which was for the best. I did find out that she lost her job. I had a college friend that worked in the human resource department at the bank she worked at. I asked her to verify if she was still employed there. Lo and behold, she was let go. My friend couldn’t legally tell me why she was terminated, but she did tell me that she was not eligible for rehire. I read between the lines of what she wasn’t saying.
With the type of position that she had at the bank, there were very few things that you could be terminated for and deemed not eligible for rehire. I knew that they were aware of her pending charges and orders of protection. Also, the video of the fight was in the blogs. Someone in the comments of the story posted her work headshot from the bank.
Katniss nodded. “Yeah, it’s next week. I’m ready to get it over with. My lawyer said it’s a slam dunk. He said at the most she would have to pay for the damages and maybe get up to sixty days in jail or community service. I don’t really care what the punishment is. I just want that misdemeanor on her record.”
Tiara and I let her know that we would be there. Just as we started a new conversation, one of Katniss’s favorite songs came on. Anytime a GloRilla song came on, she was on her feet twerking her ass. Twerking was contagious as hell because before I knew it, all three of us were twerking like it was nobody’s business.
“So, y’all came outcha ta twerk y’all asses?” That geechie accent couldn’t be mistaken.