Chapter 7 #3
The certainty in her tone made Rose turn a little and examine Minx behind him.
Just like that, she had put a wall up, sealing that part of herself off.
She didn’t like talking about Mickey in that way.
The farthest she was willing to go was letting folks know her sister was, in fact, dead.
She wanted to keep all of the other pieces of her to herself.
Selfish with her memory, she didn’t even like talking to her parents about her.
Mille never even knew Mickey, and that was a whole new level of hurt for Minx.
He could only talk to his parents about his deceased sister because Minx would shut down.
Finn pulled up at Minx’s parents’ home and kept his car running as he parked.
“What you getting into?” Rose asked, opening his car door.
“Shit, ’bout to link up with Luna and help her and Yoni with some shit. I told them I would this morning, and I ain’t trying to have Yoni going upside my head. A nigga need to eat,” he teased, shaking his head.
“Ol’ sucka for love ass nigga,” Rose taunted, shaking his head. “A’ight, we’ll link tomorrow or something. Just hit me up.” He got out of the car and held the seat forward so that Minx and Brenyn could climb out.
“Yo, Minx!” Finn called out to her.
Pausing, and letting go of an annoyed sigh, she faced him.
“What?” she quipped, hands on her hips.
“Cut that funky ass attitude for one mothafucka,” Finn retorted, scowling at her. “I just wanted to say… you did good, and… I love yo’ big head ass.”
“Tell Luna to call me. I love you too… clown.” Minx rolled her eyes and strolled away, both hands in the back pocket of her jeans.
Rose locked in on her as she strut toward the house, ass swaying with each step.
Nothing but inappropriate thoughts filled his head as she and Brenyn stepped into the house.
“Temptation can be a mothafucka, huh?” Finn interjected, chortling and shaking his head when he peeped Rose’s mesmerization.
“Fuck outta here.” Rose slammed the door shut.
“Don’t be slamming my shit cause you in ya feelings, nigga. Tighten up, mothafucka!” Finn hit the gas and backed out of the driveway.
“So you and Finn, what is this? You just smashing each other, or you trying to make that into something else?” Yoni asked Luna as she helped her wrap foil over any leftover food they had.
In the middle of the dining hall of Yoni’s church after her event, they packed things up while everybody else stood around gossiping more than wiping tables down. Luna snuck out and had a few tokes of her weed and sipped some of her drink before coming back inside. Yoni knew she was high as a fool.
“Yoni, I can’t talk to you when you are like this. Who gave you the slang dictionary any-damn-way?” Luna turned up her nose as she grabbed a chicken wing and attacked it.
“Girl, all the things y’all talk about, I been there done that. So answer the question and quit avoiding it. I swear you just like ya damn mama.” Yoni shook her head.
“Don’t say that. I ain’t nothing like her,” Luna argued, gnawing on her chicken.
“Yo, Luna, why you ain’t answering the phone?” Finn’s voice interrupted them, and she looked up to find his fine ass approaching.
Skimming his all black attire she thought about all the things he’d done to her body. Whew! She ran her tongue across her lips and he paused on the other side of the table.
“Um, it’s in my purse, which I left in the other room with Yoni’s stuff. I didn’t think you would actually show up,” Luna replied, smirking.
“A nigga hungry as hell.” Finn rubbed his stomach, and Yoni pushed her lips together.
She held up a plate for him, already wrapped and stacked with everything that was made.
“Here you go, hungry man. Now can you take the rest of the stuff to the car. I got a few people I need to speak with. I’ll meet y’all out there,” Yoni instructed.
“Okay,” Luna agreed, picking up a box and strutting toward the door.
Finn grabbed everything else in his big, strong arms and walked behind her.
The night had turned brisk, and the wind blew against them as they neared his car.
She opened the door on the passenger’s side and tucked a few of the boxes in his back seat.
Finn sat his on the back of the car and came up behind her, watching her bend over with his lip tucked between his teeth.
Luna backed up and was met with his semi-hard dick against her ass.
Shivering from just the slightest touch, she had to calm her lady parts.
She didn’t know how he did it, but that nigga had some crazy effect over her.
Finn snaked one arm around her, resting it on her tone stomach as he knelt over and kissed her neck gently.
“You looking good as fuck,” he said between kisses.
Luna’s head fell back, and she welcomed his supple lips against her skin.
When his dick flexed against her ass, a light moan slipped out of her.
Whatever this shit was between them, it was throwing off her usual defense.
Now when she thought about him, it made her warm all over and ruined her panties.
“Finn, what is this?” Luna spun around and asked.
She tried to catch the breath that he had stolen from her and stared into his intense chestnut eyes. He sloped toward her, pinning her against his car with his arms on either side of her, securing her in front of him. He narrowed his gaze on her and searched her bright orbs.
“What you mean? What you want it to be, Luna? Asking me that stupid shit.”
He was so damn cocky. He leaned forward, pecking her lips once more. Finn tilted his head, eyeing her amorously. Her face was so pretty, but she was so damn hard and skeptical of everything. She didn’t even know how fucking dope she was.
“You ain’t gotta be an asshole. You forget I’ve known you a long time. I know you ain’t used to one woman.” She hooked her arms around his neck and drew him in.
“Nah… I ain’t. But I fucks with you. And I want to keep fucking with you,” Finn insisted, nodding his head with each word.
“Hmm, well I won’t be going for the bullshit, just so you know.” She lifted both of her brows. “What we are doing is fun, but I won’t be made a fool of, and I don’t give second chances.”
He liked how assertive and sexy she was when she spoke. Simpering cutely, Finn zeroed in on her supple looking mouth. She grabbed the collar of his jacket and drew him in for a strong kiss. Finn’s tongue against hers ignited the floodgates between her legs.
“Ahem.” Yoni coughed near the trunk of the car.
Finn pulled away from Luna and turned to the old woman holding two large pans of food.
“Luna, I’m going to have a nightcap with a few of the ladies here. Make sure you get all this stuff home and put away please.”
Luna pulled away from Finn, and Yoni shoved the dishes against him a little roughly.
“Damn, Yoni, what a nigga do now?” he griped, turning his nose up.
“I’ve known you since you were a little boy, Finn. But Luna is my blood, my baby. When she hurts, I hurt, and then I want to hurt who hurt her. Don’t be that nigga.” Yoni put it to him straight, no chaser.
“Damn, Yoni. I don’t want no problems. I ain’t trying to hurt her. Those ain’t my intentions. If they were, I would walk away. But… I’m fucking with Luna, the long way.”
“You can hurt her without even trying, Finn. Remember that. I know you care about her. I know you always have. I consider you family. You’ve spent many nights at my kitchen table. You both need to be careful.”
“Good night, Yoni. I’ll see you at home.” Luna rolled her eyes and pulled the passenger’s door to Finn’s car open so that she could get inside.
“Good night. Don’t wait up.” Yoni waved to them, turning to head back toward the church.
Everything she said was out of love, but Luna couldn’t help but feel like she needed to be watching for the other shoe to drop.
She couldn’t lie and say that being with Finn didn’t scare her.
He also made her feel good and kept her laughing.
It had been a long time since she was able to be so lighthearted with a man and then be able to have amazing sex at the same time. The shit was damned near impossible.