Chapter 9
Chapter
Nine
Two days had passed since he’d last seen or heard from Evie, and he was annoyed as fuck behind the shit.
Especially with that fucking nightmare he had earlier in the week.
Norie knew that Evie’s business kept her just as busy as his kept him, but he also knew that when Evie was really overwhelmed about anything, she’d tune the world out, go right to sleep, or drive three hours to a nice hotel and tackle the shit another day.
She’d only answer calls for Kamryn and her sister during those times.
Norie had been tempted to pull up on her ass at the address that his tracker app located her and fuck some sense into her, but was swapped with work, especially with his plans of a third store location in the works, and then attending a fashion event where his company was one of the sponsors before finally forcing himself to hire an assistant in between looking for a new home, Norie was exhausted.
But he was done allowing Evie’s ass to play in his face unless she was sitting on it.
He was ready to nip all the negative shit between them in the bud, quick, fast, and in a hurry.
He could tell that while she was still in love with him, she was close to reaching her max level of dealing with his bullshit.
And that terrified him. He was terrified of losing her because unofficially, she’d always been his.
Her walking into his life had been the best thing to ever happen to him, and back then nobody could tell him that she wasn’t his and that he wouldn’t have married her the second that she even hinted toward that being something she wanted.
He claimed her on eye contact because it just felt right.
But thanks to his issues, they never got to be.
And that regret from his decision to move on without her had been heavier on him than he ever would’ve thought possible. He was over all that now, though.
Norie realized he loved and missed that girl too fucking much to keep allowing shit to stay broken between them.
Hell, he knew that was why he was pissed now because he missed her, and acting like that shit wasn’t a big deal was starting to fuck with him mentally.
So, while he still wanted to screw some sense into her, seeing her and holding her in his arms for their shoot would hands down be the highlight of his day.
But he damn sure didn’t expect to overhear and walk in on what he did.
Though he had no right to feel the way he did, the jealousy that reared its ugly head seemed to unsettle him like nothing he’d ever experienced before.
“Evieeee, I know you fucking lying! I know the fuck you are lying!” Frowning, Kamryn cornered her friend the minute she entered her candle shoppe while attempting to whisper.
“I gotta be losing my muthafuckin’ mind ‘cus ain’t no way you don’ brought yo’ ass into my goddamn photo shoot with all them fucking big ass hickeys all over your neck and chest. Knowing that the unstable nigga that’s in love with you is gon’ see every one of them shits. ”
“Gurl, please,” Evie wrinkled her nose in annoyance as she waved her friend off. “It’s fine. Fuck Norie. He’s not my man. And he’s not in love with me. His ignorant ass just doesn't want anybody else to have me.”
“I’on know, sister,” Aria chuckled as she walked up and joined the conversation.
“With the way that nigga carried you back in Kam’s house the otha’ night and drilled you wit’ that act right, the nigga is indeed unstable and still very much in love with you.
Let's not act like your petty ass don’t already know that shit though. ”
“Yeah, let’s not do that,” Norie interrupted even though he was standing near the rear of the store by the cash register, startling all three women as he caught them off guard. “But then again, ya ass love to be in denial, don’t you?”
Pissed, he mugged her ass. The fury in him was begging for an out, but the urge to hem her ass up against the wall by her neck and slam his dick up in her was ten times stronger, so he decided to keep his hands to his damn self.
At least, for the time being anyway. Because there was no fucking way in hell that he was gonna be able to keep his hands off her as good as she looked.
She always made his mouth water and his dick brick up literally every time he laid eyes on her, but today it seemed like his desire to have her was ten times more potent.
Evie’s hair was freshly done in the wavy curls that fell over her shoulders just the way he liked.
The green and purple dress she had on didn’t even cling to her body, but because of her shape, that fucking dress looked like a second skin, and he was jealous as fuck that he wasn’t up against her body like that.
He wanted to grab her ass up by the neck and fuck her up against the wall, but he ain’t wanna hear his brother’s or Kamryn’s mouth about fucking in the gotdamn store.
“Norie, please,” Annoyed, Evie smacked her lips.
She tried to ignore the way Norie stood there, eye fucking her, but per usual, her body wasn’t hers to control anywhere Norie was concerned.
It was times like this that she hated the way Norie paid attention to her body.
Because the exchange got so intense more times than not that she would have to immediately go wipe her juices from her pussy before the shit leaked down her thighs.
He had a way of taking in her beauty and sexiness to the point where she had to remember to breathe out of her mouth and not her pussy.
He was constantly making her blush or her breath hitch with excitement.
That shit immediately let her know exactly what the fuck typa time he was on, and her body loved that shit.
No matter how much she tried to force herself to deny it.
This moment was no different, and it was driving her crazy with lust, just how bad he wanted to give her the dick.
She refused to admit it because this nigga stayed pissing her clean the fuck off, but she was more than ready for him to slam some dick up in her.
“I am not in the mood for your shit today. Besides, you don’t get to feel any typa way about what I allow another nigga to do to me, ‘cause you didn’t want me, or do you not remember that shit?
” Not bothering to wait for an answer she didn’t expect to get a real answer to, she dismissed him with a smack of her lips before turning to Kamryn and saying.
“Please tell me you got something strong to drink or some weed around here to deal with this shit.”
“Yes, I do. I have both. Go get changed in my office, and once you’re calm, Gabby can do your makeup, and ya can join us in the basement.”
Nodding, she headed toward Kamryn’s office.
Norie could feel her trying so hard not to look his way, but her body wasn’t having that shit.
Her thirst for this man always consumed every inch of her, and it never failed to drive her to distraction.
The fact that she damn near moaned when their eyes locked after she just spent the last day and a half getting fucked by another man was fucking diabolical.
She couldn’t get out of his line of vision fast enough.
Just when she thought she was safe from the way he was devouring her with his eyes, he grabbed her, stopping her in her tracks, and said, “If you really think that funky ass attitude is gon’ distract me from the fact that you let some other nigga mark up ya body that wasn’t me, guess the fuck again.
“If you think I care enough about you to try and distract you, guess the fuck again.” Snatching away from him, Evie shook her head and continued past him to Kamryn’s office.
Norie was cool with letting Evie think that she was about to get away with that little performance her ass just put on because he was about to have her singing a whole different ass tune real fucking soon.
“Norie, just give her a minute. You know she loves you, but you better get yo’ shit together quick ‘cause it seems like she’s at her wit’s end.” Kamryn gave her gentle but honest opinion before shrugging and walking away while checking off tasks on her iPad.
“And do it quickly, Norie. I’m rooting for you, and my god sissy,” Aria decided to add her two cents as well. But if you let her get away this time, I’on think there’s any coming back for you.”
“I know,” Norie nodded. “I’m on it. She ain’t?—”
“Norie,” Kamryn interrupted them from across the room.
“The photographer is ready to get some single shots with you. Please grab the two candles and the apron from your brother and head downstairs. He’s in the storage room.
Thank you. Aria, please go tell Junie to bring all the candles down for the new line and place them on the display we just put together, and then go tell Evie that I don't want no damn frown lines in my pictures.
Both Norie and Aria chuckled at how easy Kamryn would slip into boss mode regardless of what she was doing.
“Nigga, what the fuck you do now?” Marshon asked his brother the minute he stepped foot into the room. “‘Cus I know you caused or started whatever commotion I heard in there.”
“Damn Shon, what happened to having my back, nigga? I am ya twin brother.” Norie mugged Marshon as he approached him to help him load the props and supplies that Kamryn wanted added to the photo shoot.
“Norie, kill all that noise, nigga. It ain’t a day that you been on this earth that I ain’t had ya fucking back. So get out ya damn feelings and tell me what you did to piss Evie off now.”
“I ain’t do nothing but call her ass out on her shit,” Norie shrugged, then released a heavy sigh.
“She ain’t like it. I ain’t mad that I pissed her ass off though, especially since she thought it was cool to walk up in this muthafucka with all them gotdamn hickeys all over her fucking body.
She knew I was gon’ feel some typa way.”