8. Pharaoh #3
“Man, it’s packed as fuck in here tonight.
” Jah spoke as he took down his first shot.
“It’s been a long week; I am definitely taking something home tonight.
” He rubbed his hands together scanning the room.
My eyes averted from him as he bobbed his head to the beat.
I noticed somebody staring at Blythe in the corner.
It wouldn’t have been alarming if his ass didn’t have a hoodie on with the hood up, staring a hole in her like he wanted to kidnap her.
I glanced in her direction, and she was looking right back at me, and she surprisingly held my gaze.
Her left eyebrow raised probably wondering why I was frowning.
I glanced back over to the corner, and he was gone so I shook it off.
I leaned up putting my elbow on my knees and stared her down letting her know the ball was in her court.
She took back a shot and scanned the room again ignoring my attempt.
I watched her take down several more before her friend returned.
They leaned in talking and laughing and I kept my eyes trained on her.
I wanted her bad. I wanted her on her knees with my dick snug in that pretty ass mouth. I wanted her submission to my every request. Only so I could please her in every way.
“Bruh, are you fuckin’ listening to me?”
“Nah, not at all. What you say?” I took a sip of my drink and glanced over at him.
“You an asshole for real. What is your hoe ass looking at?” He looked in the direction my eyes were fixated on.
“Oh shit. I’ll be right back.” I frowned and was ready to go off but he was already headed out the booth and headed in the direction of Blythe.
I sat my drink down prepared to rock my brothers shit if I had to.
My heart rate sped up praying he wasn’t headed to her.
If she was the girl, he had been talking about we may have a problem.
She would have to stay far away from the family functions because I couldn’t guarantee I wouldn’t stick my dick down my brother’s girl’s throat.
He walked up to their table, and I rang my hands together. This couldn’t be fuckin’ happening. He spoke to Blythe and shook her hand. I picked up my glass and down the liquid trying to calm my nerves. What the hell was I trippin so hard for? She wasn’t mine and probably never would be.
He stood there talking for a few more minutes but to me it felt longer.
Blythe spoke but her eyes didn’t give off that she was interested.
Before long he grabbed her friend’s hand and led her back to our table.
Mid stride they paused and kissed passionately.
My frown was laced with confusion because we didn’t kiss females we didn’t know in the mouth.
I looked back over to Blythe, and she had a slight smile on her face watching their exchange.
Jah released her and she wiped at the lipstick that stuck on him before they approached the table.
“Autumn, this is my big brother Pharaoh. Bro this is the girl I was telling you about, Autumn.” I sighed deep with relief that she was the one and not the woman that has been stuck in my mind since she stumbled on the elevator.
“It’s nice to see you, Autumn.” I stood and stuck my hand out to her.
“Y’all met?” Rajah asked frowning between us.
“Chill out killer. She works at mom and pops firm.”
“Yea. He’s the one that has been giving my girl a hard time. Remember I was telling you that?” Autumn spoke rubbing her hand up and down Jah’s arm.
“Oh yea, okay. Coo. I’m bout to bounce bro. You staying or walking out with us?”
“Nah y’all go ahead I’m going to chill for a minute.” I sat back down in my chair and poured another drink.
“Bet. Love you Brody. Call me in the morning.”
“Yep. Have a good night. Love you too.” I dapped up my brother and gave Autumn a head nod. Autumn looked back at Blythe and gestured for her to call her. I watched her reaction until her eyes fell back on me. She took back another shot and sat back studying the room.
I lit a blunt and sat back vibing to the music and mix of people.
The city was full of professional and well-known people so of course they were here in the best low-key spot.
They could be seen but not worry about paparazzi fuckin’ with them.
Smart move from a business standpoint, this place will run forever if they keep the integrity of the people.
My eyes scanned back over to Blythe’s booth, but she was gone.
I tried to subtly look for her and not be obvious.
I noticed her just as she slid another card in the suit jacket pocket of the men that has been eye fuckin’ her all night.
He looked like the same one from the last time.
He didn’t notice the slip, but he watched her as she brushed past him.
I made a note to find out what that card was.
And to make sure the weird muthafucka in the hoodie left.
“You’ve been staring pretty hard.” She spoke sliding in the booth next to me.
My dick jumped from her voice alone. When our eyes connected, I studied her features getting lost in how gorgeous she was.
I could tell she had a few drinks and was feeling bold.
I was ready to test that theory and see how far this would go.
Her ass has been on my mind all week. Now that she was here, I wanted to see if she was down to play.