Chapter 7
Jill’s crying was starting to really work my damn nerves.
She was acting like she was with Trey for a long time or something.
She met the nigga a few weeks ago. Why the fuck was she laying in my bed crying like her heart was so broken?
Meanwhile, I was getting dressed to go and chill with Trey.
A piece of me was nervous because I blew Law off to be with Trey.
“Jill, maybe you need to go out to one of those weird ass bars you go to. I’m sure you’ll find another guy by the end of the night.”
“It’s easy for you to just say that because you got a man who loves your ass. Law would kill for you, but here I am, can’t keep a man.”
“Trey probably wasn’t the guy for you. Usually, the guys you bring around are tattoo artists or bartenders. How the hell did you meet Trey?” I questioned.
“I don’t even remember. All I can remember is seeing his fine ass and shooting my shot.”
“Wow, you have no shame.”
I slipped my ass into my pants and put my shoes on. Trey said all he wanted to do was talk, so I was going to hear what he had to say. We didn’t have any closure, and I think we both needed it. As I grabbed my purse and keys, a text from Trey came through my phone providing me with his address.
“Jill, I hate I can’t sit around and eat ice cream and shit with you, but I got to go.”
Jill dramatically climbed out of my bed and walked out of my room.
It was a must that I kept my door locked.
I had money and other valuable things in my room that Law bought me.
Jill was cool, but not cool enough just to leave my shit around.
I locked up and walked in the living room to see Jill eating ice cream and turning a movie on.
I felt bad, but then again, I didn’t give a damn.
Trey decided to break up with her; I didn’t make him.
As I drove the few minutes to Trey’s apartment, I tapped my fingers to Ella Mai’s new song. The song reminded me so much of my relationship with Trey. Then I thought about Law. There was no way I could lose him. After tonight, I’m laying everything on the line with Trey so I could freely love Law.
Trey’s car was backed into a spot as I pulled into the empty spot next to his.
I was a little afraid because Savannah was only so big, and it was easy to get caught, especially in an apartment complex.
Everyone knew me as Law’s girlfriend. Opening up my glove compartment, I grabbed a pair of shades and threw them on before I rushed to his apartment door and knocked.
It didn’t take any time for him to come to the door.
“I know you’re trying to hide and shit, so I was waiting.” He greeted me with a kiss on my cheek.
“I mean, I do got a whole nigga. Everyone knows we go together.”
“Ain’t got shit to do with me. You want something to drink or eat?”
“Nah.”
Trey walked around with his shirt off, showing all those sexy ass tattoos he had on his front and back. His basketball shorts were on his ass, but I could see the band of his boxers. The print of his dick was visible as he took a seat on the sofa.
“Summer, please stop acting like a stranger. It’s been a few years, but damn, it ain’t like you don’t know who the fuck I am.”
I took a seat next to Trey, trying to put some distance between us, but he grabbed me and sat me on his lap. Trey’s dick started growing under me as his hands caressed my thighs.
“Trey, I came over here to talk.”
“We’re talking. Don’t act like you don’t know how we communicate.”
Pushing his face away from mine, I stared at him intensely. “I’m serious.”
“I’ght. Talk, but I’m not moving you off my lap.”
“It’s kind of hard to talk to you if I’m sitting on your lap.”
Trey shrugged, letting me know he wasn’t trying to hear what I was saying. I had my thoughts together all the way over here, and now that he was in front of me, I didn’t know what to say. Did I ask him why he left? Why he cheated? Shit, I didn’t know where to start.
“What’s on your mind? You’re biting the inside of your jaw, so I know you’re thinking.”
“Why did you hurt me?”
Trey ran his hands over his waves, “Honestly, a nigga was immature as fuck. I thought about you while I was gone. Now that I’m older, I realized I fucked up.”
“You had bitches on every side of town. Then you couldn’t face me. You sent me a fucking text. And here you are thinking you can just have me back.”
“Shit, I can. Who is this nigga you with that make you think I can’t have you?”
“My personal life ain’t none of your business.”
“I don’t give a fuck anyway. I got you right now, and I know you lied to that nigga just to be over here so let me tighten you up.”
Trey kissed my neck, knowing that was my spot.
His hands trailed up the back of my shirt until he felt the hooks of my bra to unsnap it.
I was reminded how much I missed him when we kissed.
I bit and sucked on his bottom lip as he unfastened my pants and took them off.
Every time I closed my eyes and tried to enjoy the pleasure, the sight of Law was in front of me.
“What’s wrong?” Trey asked.
“Do you think we should be doing this?”
Trey kissed my thigh. “Yes.” He then kissed my other lips through my panties. “Just like old times.”
His hands roamed a little before he pulled my panties to the side and dipped his tongue deep in between my other set of lips. Trey was just as excellent in bed as Law was, but there was a deeper connection between Trey and I. There were years of connection between us.
He pulled me to the edge of the sofa to get a better angle of it.
I had come so many times that I wasn’t sure what number I was on, and he was still going like he was trying to make up for the years he missed.
The pit of my stomach was aching from the rush of the next nut.
The sound of his doorbell scared both of us.
“Who the fuck is that? Oh my God, somebody knows I’m here,” I panicked.
“Calm the hell down. Get your stuff, go to my room, or put your shit back on and sit here like we’re chilling. It’s up to you; I don’t have shit to hide.”
I grabbed all my shit and rushed to his bedroom and closed the door because it was directly across from the bathroom.
It would be just my luck if I were sitting in here and the person wanted to go to the bathroom and see me in here.
My heart was beating so hard against my chest that it was making my head hurt.
“Did you call those numbers for me? The party is this weekend, and I need a head count of who’s coming,” a female voice stated.
“Shit, I forgot all about the shit to be honest.”
“Dammit, Trey really. You did this on purpose. Where is the list?”
“I don’t know where it is. I told you I didn’t have time for the shit.”
“Just be there at least, damn.”
I could hear the woman’s heels clicking on the floor as I eased to the door to see if I could get a glance at her, but the front door closed before I could see her. Trey came and pushed the bedroom door open as I was putting my clothes back on.
“What you doing?”
“I got to go. I shouldn’t be here. This is the second time we tried this, and we keep getting caught.”
“That was my sister. Ain’t nobody caught us doing shit. We two grown ass muthafuckas.”
“I can’t, Trey.” I placed a soft kiss on his lips and rushed out the door before he could say anything else.
When I got in my car and got to the first stop sign, the damn gas light came on.
Looking at the time on my dashboard, it was too late to stop for gas, but I was a nervous wreck and if I didn’t, I would have to call Law to come get me and then explain where I was coming from.
Lying was something that I wasn’t good at.
The gas station had a few cars there, which helped me feel a little safer so I pulled behind a car that was getting ready to pull off. Pulling up to the pump, I rummaged through my purse looking for my damn debit card when someone tapped on the window.
“Fuck you doing out this time of night by yourself?” Law asked through the glass.
Shit. Think quick Summer.
“I had to drop something off to a client,” I lied as I stepped out of the car. “Can you get my gas? I can’t find my debit card.”
“Did you really just ask me that? Get back in the car, I got you.”
It was a close call, but as long as he bought it, I was good.
Now, to put the icing on the cake, I had to get him to come home with me since I was mean as hell earlier.
Law wasn’t a dumb nigga, but I knew he loved me and would overlook my nasty attitude that I had with him earlier.
Fucking around with Trey was going to get us both killed.