Chapter 4 #2
Zoo's face balled up. "How the fuck you gon' invite me to some shit like that? Maybe I had a bitch to get up with tonight," he fussed.
Laughing, I said, "Maybe?"
His silence had me glancing across my desk at his sullen expression.
"Mane, that bitch got my head fucked up," he admitted.
Confused, I asked, "Who?"
"Fuckin' Penelope's bean-head ass," he groaned. Leaning back in the chair, he covered his face like he was frustrated.
I laughed so loud that the people on the first floor could've heard me.
"The shit ain't funny, mane." He grimaced.
I was really laughing then because my cousin was dead-ass tripping.
"That's what happens when you run into a you, nigga," I joked. "And I'd refrain from callin' ol' girl a bitch. She looks like she can fuck you up."
Zoo busted out laughing. He stood and said, "This damn game better be worth it. Got me 'bout to go watch this bullshit," he muttered on his way out of my office.
Chuckling, I hurried up and finished so I could make it home, shower, and get to the arena before the team made it on the court.
It'd been a week since we had our gym date and being without her presence had me feenin’ to see her ass.
I stopped short of showing up at her practice on some creep shit, but I'd be damn if a nigga didn't want to pop on her.
Last week, I contemplated flying out to see her pre-season games but decided against it.
The last thing I needed was for her to think I was some crazy nutcase.
Every morning since meeting Naomi, I woke up with a hard-ass dick and blamed it on that damn gold grill she had.
As much as I needed to hit Toya up to handle my mans, my brain was consumed with fucking Naomi and fucking Naomi.
That's why I slid into her DM so early in the morning to have breakfast with me.
I needed some part of her to get my mind together.
I'ain eva been this stuck on a female, and honestly, I didn't want to get unstuck.
A couple of hours later, Zoo and I made it to the arena. He griped the entire ride but changed his tune when he spotted Penelope walking out of the tunnel in a team uniform. I was as shocked as he was to see her suited up.
Whatever she and her sister had spilling out of their pores had Zoo and me on them like some hound dogs.
Fuck it if I cared. As I took my seat courtside, I ignored the cheerleader bitches and thot bitches, trying to get my attention, and focused on why I was here.
I wanted Naomi to know I was in the building, and I wanted her to know that I was coming for her ass.
As soon as Naomi's eyes fell on me, I winked at her.
She jogged onto the court, but the minute she peeped me sitting there, she slowly walked past me, mugging and curious at the same time.
That damn uniform had her titties and ass sitting pretty, and her hips looked delicious.
Licking my lips, I imagined eating something sweet off the crack of her ass.
Her long legs were perfect, prompting me to lick my lips again.
I loved how her body was toned but not muscular in any way.
She was made just for me... That's how I saw shit.
"You're weird," she shot my way, trying not to smile.
"Hey, baby," I volleyed back, making Zoo chuckle.
She turned her nose up, but the slight red tinge that stained her cheeks gave her away. Naomi could try to fool herself, however, I knew she was glad to see me.
"Why are you here?" She walked and talked at the same time as she passed me.
I eyed her up and down, salivating at how her thick ass looked in those damn shorts. She's so hot and cold with me. To some, that's a turnoff, but shit, for me, it was a perfect mix.
"I came to watch my lady play some ball," I replied. Zoo found our conversation so funny that he laughed.
She shook her head and chuckled. "I am not your lady, Jamison."
Damn, I loved the way she said my name.
"Allat blushin' you're doin' says otherwise, baby," I countered.
She glanced off as her face grew darker.
"I'll be here when the game is over. Holla at me then." I thought she'd say no, but she only rolled her eyes my way.
"Whatever." She chuckled before joining her team in the center of the court.
Her teammates were being nosey by the way a few sets of eyes turned my way. One set of eyes glared at me so tough that I grilled that bitch back. The fuck? She must’ve had a thing for my shawty. I smirked because who wouldn't have a thing for Naomi?
"Damn, number thirty-four wanna scrap," Zoo commented, peeping the broad out too.
She glared a little longer before turning back to listen to whatever their coach was saying. Damn, now shawty had me outchea actin' like a jealous-ass nigga with a fucking woman, no less.
"Nigga, you gon' be outchea competing with niggas and bitches," Zoo drawled. "That's some shit for yo' ass."
"Competing?" I scoffed. "Nah, bruh, you got me fucked up. That's all me," I insisted, finding Naomi's gaze. I could tell she was more than curious.
Her eyes locked on me, caressing my face. I blew a kiss at her and watched them stretch before she glanced away. It was too easy for me to get under her skin. I loved it.
"For all this shit you're doin', I hope ol' girl gives ya ass some play."
Ignoring Zoo's comment, I kept my eyes on the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen. If it was possible for a nigga to fall in love at first sight, I must have with shawty because I swear, I didn't see anyone but her.