Chapter 21
Zaylee Cooper
Mikael had the right fucking one if he thought he was finna treat me like a desperate bitch who was obsessed with him.
That was far from the fucking case with me.
He wanted me to fuck him on demand since his demented ass showed up at my condo last month and I had been.
The dick was too good to pass up on. However, I wasn’t fooling myself like this was some magical rekindling of our relationship.
We were just fucking and I was fine with that.
I didn’t want to be tied down to his ass any fucking way.
My problem came when I asked him to help me and he wanted to play games with me.
For one I wasn’t asking him to do shit for free.
I had the money to pay him for his funky ass services.
All I needed was him to change my fucking tire and he acted like I asked him for a million dollars.
The nigga owned a tow and repair shop changing a tire should have been a fucking walk in the park for him.
I called him last got damn week when my tire first got flat, Mikael said he’d be over to change my tire.
His stupid ass came over and fucked the shit out of me.
Had me seeing stars and imagining having his babies.
Now he told me he was going to change my tire before he left.
When I woke up the next morning to go to work imagine my surprise that my fucking tire was still flat on top of two more of my tires were flat.
That’s not what pissed me off though it was Mikael’s ignorant ass had been ignoring all my calls ever since.
He texted me saying some slick shit about only offering dick.
I cussed him out because it was the fucking principle.
If you can come over my house and fuck me doing certain shit shouldn’t have been a problem.
I wasn’t expecting him to do it for free either.
I told his stupid ass that too, but he refused to respond to me.
I had to call a tow truck which happened to be Mikael’s tow company if I wasn’t in a rush I would have told the driver to kiss my ass.
My car was towed to a tire shop I had to get four new tires that cost an arm and a fucking leg.
On top of Mikael still fucking ignoring me.
At this point I just wanted to know what the fuck his problem was.
He couldn’t be this fucking petty over changing a tire.
Since he didn’t want to answer me, I took a personal day at work so I could pop up on his ass.
Mikael couldn’t ignore me face to face and I wanted some dick.
Angry sexy has always been my favorite. I stepped out of my matte Black Pathfinder readjusting my Black denim jean skirt.
It had a split that went down the middle of the skirt giving a full view of my thighs, with a white baby tee that had boss life written across my chest in red and a pair of red open toe heels that laced up my calves.
I had my hair in a messy bun with my baby hairs framing my face.
I knew I looked good and Mikael wouldn’t be able to resist me.
After I cussed him out I was going to get some dick then give him my ass to kiss.
With my head held high I strutted through the front door of B he protected me just as much as Mikael.
“Look at you,” I gushed pulling back from our friendly embrace.
“I can’t believe you finally stopped cutting your hair.
” Marlo always had beautiful curly hair he’d inherited from their mom.
When we were younger he used to hate his hair texture so bad.
He said it made him look to girly and he would always cut it off.
To see him with a head full of curly hair was shocking.
“Working all the time made it impossible to keep up with getting my hair cut all the time. I said fuck it and let my shit grow. How long you been back?” Marlo cooly asked me but his eyes were behind me.
I’m assuming they were on Solana because he started making his way towards her.
I turned around following his movements, noticing the small frown on Solana’s face. I wondered if they were together.
“Almost six months, you know my dad died. I couldn’t leave my mom here alone.”
“Yeah, I kind of remember Mikael sayin’ he was going to a funeral. He ain’t mention it was ya pops. Sorry for your loss.” I half listened to what Marlo was saying.
I was busy watching him slyly walk behind Solana as she pouted with her arms folded across her chest. Marlo slowly wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her body into his hugging her from behind and pecking her on her cheek.
You could see the tension leaving her body as she relaxed in his embrace.
They were a couple; I wouldn’t be shocked if Sunshyne was his daughter.
“Of course he didn’t,” I replied, rolling my eyes at the mention of Mikael’s sneaky ass. “How long you two been together?” I curiously asked.
“Oh no, we aren’t together.” Solana quickly corrected me, shaking her head from side to side but she never moved out of Marlo’s arms. I didn’t miss the frown of Marlo’s face either. “We’re just friends.”
“Best friends. Say that shit right Solana. Stop playin’ with me,” Marlo grumbled cutting his eyes at Solana as he corrected her and I side eyed both of their asses.
They had to be suffering from a shared delusion because friends was the last thing they gave off.
“This must be a new kind of friends but go off,” I chuckled, I wasn’t in the business of ruining delusions, I let people live in them. “Speaking of Mikael, is he here?”
“I think he went to lunch. He should be back in a few.” Solana answered.
“I guess I can come back later.” I said slightly disappointed.
“I mean you can wait if you want to.” Marlo offered.
I wasn’t that desperate to see Mikael. I could catch him another time.
“No, it’s okay. I’ll catch him another time.
I really didn’t want anything.” I reassured Marlo.
Maybe it wasn’t meant for me to see Mikael.
This might have been a sign that I needed to leave Mikael in the past and move on.
“It was good seeing you Marlo and Solana.” I waved bye to them, and they said bye back to me.
Just as I went to open the door it swung open and a short light-skinned female in tight booty shorts, a crop top, and sneakers. Her braids hung well past her ass. “Excuse you,” She rudely said.
“You excused,” I shot right back at her.
“The fuck you doin’ here?” I didn’t notice Mikael until he opened his mouth.