Chapter 13
Chapter Thirteen
Adonis.
“Man, hell naw.” I smiled then laughed when AP walked in my room and I noticed him in my mirror.
“What?”
“Man, you cheesy as hell. Go change, bro.”
“Why?”
“AP, you knew what I was puttin’ on, my nigga, because the shit was on my bed. Fuck you tryna match me for?”
“I’m not.” He grinned. “I just so happened to pull this out too.”
“Watch out.” I laughed. “You lyin’ like hell, mothafucka.”
“Great minds just think alike.”
“Think alike my ass. Go change. I don’t want to match yo’ ass.”
“We wearing different colors, bro. Chill,” he laughed. “You scared ya girl gon’ see me and think I look better or something?”
I scoffed playfully. “Imagine some shit like that. I just don’t want to wear the same shit as you. I used to hate when mama did that shit.”
Despite there being an age gap between AP and me, my mother still used to dress us alike when she was able to get us clothes. Especially for holidays and shit. I hated it, but AP always loved the shit because he wanted to be like a nigga.
“Come on, man, we don’t even have time for me to get another fit. We wearing different colors, so I’m not showing you up too much.”
“You wish, nigga.” I laughed, going back to brushing my hair.
I was ready to walk out; I just needed to make sure my hair was straight and put on some cologne. Afte doing that, I pocketed everything I was going to need then we headed out. I opted to take my F-150 for what I had planned.
I didn’t like splurging with my bread and shit, but I had been stupid and bought three cars in the span of five years.
I had my Wrangler, which I drove the most, my Camaro that I hardly ever drove because it had a custom paint job and I didn’t need everyone in the city knowing my whereabouts, and the F-150 that I only drove when I had some shit to do.
“Can we go to The Bloom Room before we get there?” AP asked.
Glancing his way, I smirked then turned to go in that direction.
I was finally letting him go on his first date, and I was proud to see that he was trying to do shit the right way.
We had several conversations about girls and I was constantly dropping knowledge on his lil’ ass about how to treat women, and also which ones to give the princess treatment.
I didn’t teach him to ever disrespect women because that wasn’t something I liked to do myself.
After grabbing the flowers, we made our first stop to pick up his little friend. I’d already spoken to her pops beforehand because I didn’t want it to be no shit behind my brother taking his daughter out, but I still got out and went to the door with AP.
“Hi, Apollo,” an older woman spoke and smiled once she pulled the door open.
I frowned seeing that she was dressed in a short ass silk robe and whatever was underneath it was obviously lace because I could see the shit peeking out.
He’d told me that he spoke to her mom a few times, so she knew who he was.
“And you must be Adonis?” She extended a hand to me.
“Don.” I replied, accepting the handshake.
“Okay, it’s very nice to meet you, Don. I can see where Apollo gets his good looks from.” Her hand lingered a little longer than I liked so I had to pull my shit from her hold.
“Likewise. Breanna ready?”
“Oh, she should be down in a few,” she looked behind her then back to us. “You two can come in if you’d like.”
I looked at my brother to see what he wanted to do. I’d rather stay my ass right outside because she was already doing more than I cared for her to, but his soft ass wanted to go inside so we did.
She told AP to wait in the living room while she invited me into the kitchen. I saw then that it was gon’ be some shit with her. She poured herself a glass of wine and offered me a drink, but I declined.
“Oh, come on,” she smiled, sashaying her ass around the counter to the side I was on. “One little drink won’t hurt.”
“I’m drivin’.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
She’d inched closer and closer to me, running her hands up my chest. I didn’t know what she was on or what she thought this was, but she had me fucked up.
“It mean I don’t want no fuckin’ drink.” I chuckled and pushed her hands off my chest.
I could tell that she didn’t expect me to do that, but she played it off by grabbing her glass and taking a sip of her wine.
“Do you have a girlfriend, Don?”
“Why?”
“Just curious.”
“You ain’t even asked me where the fuck I’m takin’ your child or what we’re going to do, but you worried about if I got a girl or not.”
“Well, I’m sure she’s in good hands.”
“How?” I frowned. “You don’t know shit about me.”
“Well, you spoke with her father…”
“Ya husband,” I added emphasis.
“Yes, my husband,” she chuckled. “I know he wouldn’t okay her going with someone questionable.”
“Again, you don’t know that, but let me make myself clear,” I stepped closer. “I ain’t one of them lil’ niggas that easily swayed by pussy. Especially friendly pussy. My brother here to take yo’ mothafuckin’ daughter out and that’s what ya mind gon’ be on or we gon’ have some issues.”
“I wasn’t—”
“You were,” I cut her off. “Now, what you finna do is go get ya daughter ready to go out with my brother, right?”
“Right.” She nodded quickly then scurried the fuck off.
I went to the living room to let AP know I was taking my ass to the car where I waited for about five more minutes before they surfaced.
I stayed inside the truck while AP opened the door for his friend, speaking to me, then he slid in behind her.
I smirked at him through the rearview mirror before putting the car in gear and pulling away.
When we got to Jru’s crib, I told them to wait inside while I went to get her. My heart skipped a beat as it usually did when she opened the door. I told her to dress chill for the night and bring a light jacket since it got cool outside at night.
“Hi,” she blushed when she noticed how I was eyeing her fine ass.
“What’s up, baby?” I hugged her soft ass body into mine, taking in the sweet smell of coconuts and whatever the fuck else she had on. Her hair was slicked into a ponytail, but the shit was big and all in my fucking face when I leaned down. “You look good.”
“I hope I’m not underdressed since you wouldn’t tell me where we’re going.”
“You straight, come on.” I captured her hand and led her to my truck. I pulled the door open and helped her inside before closing it and rounding the front of my whip so that I could get in.
“Ay, Jru, this is Breanna.” Apollo introduced. “Bre, this is my brother’s girl, Jruelle.”
“You can call me Bre.”
“And you can call me Jru.” Jruelle smiled and shook hands with Breanna.
Jru turned back around in her seat but faced me. “I didn’t know this was going to be a double date.”
“You were too intrigued about his first date, so I felt like you should chaperone the shit with me.”
“That’s cool,” she smiled. “Where are we going?”
“I’m not telling you, Jru.” I chuckled. “Just chill and enjoy the ride.”
“Fine, but it better not be corny,” she said. “First impressions are lasting impressions, so you can’t make Apollo look bad.”
“Y’all know I’m back here, right?”
“That’s her.” I laughed. “I got y’all though. I think you and Bre gon’ enjoy the shit.”
“I believe you.” Jru smiled then asked if she could control the music.
Without hesitation I passed her my phone and told her to do her thing.
I wanted her to enjoy herself as much as she could.
She deserved the shit. From what I’d learned from her over the last few days, she didn’t have much control of shit when she was with that bitch ass nigga, so I wanted her to do what she wanted, when she wanted to, while she was with me.
I was a man, so I was gon’ always run shit in my life whether that was relationships, business shit, or any fucking thing.
I fully expected the woman I was with to submit to my leadership, but that didn’t mean I wanted her powerless with no voice.
What she wanted mattered, what she needed mattered, how she felt mattered, what she had to say mattered.
I knew a lot of people struggled with that concept in their relationships, but I was trying to build something solid with Jru.
We weren’t in a relationship yet, but that was for sure what I wanted from her eventually, and there was no way I could expect her to trust a nigga, or love me in return, if I didn’t consider her the way she did me.
As soon as we turned into our destination, I saw Jru sit up in my peripheral and look my way.
“Adonis…” she simpered.
Looking her way, I smiled and said, “a nigga be listening and shit, baby.”
“Where are we?” Bre sat up and asked.
“A drive-in movie.” Jru smiled. “You’ll love this.”
I drove up to the entrance to pay for us to get inside. Buddy told me what station to put my shit on for our movie before we pulled in and found our spot close to the screen. I backed in so that we could chill on the bed of the truck then I went to help Jru out while AP helped Bre.
When I let the tailgate down, AP grabbed the chairs that we got for him and his girl then they went to set up a few feet away. I’d told him that he didn’t have to stay with me, but he needed to be close enough for me to keep my eyes on them.
While I got everything set up for me and Jru, I gave her some bread so that her and Bre could go to the concession stands to get whatever snacks and shit that they wanted.
I’d bought a mat and an ass of blankets for the back of my truck so that we had cushion.
I was just gon’ rock out with some chairs like my brother and Bre, but Zig told me to make the shit more romantic, so I looked up a nice lil’ set up on Cliqued.
By the time I was done, Jru and Bre were coming back. I watched AP walk her to the area they were going to be seated in while he carried their shit, then I helped Jru onto the back of the truck before I climbed up behind her.
“You straight?” I asked once she was settled.