Chapter 8 #3
“Is it me, or is this shirt snug as hell?” Coast strutted back over to the table, looking down at herself in the t-shirt clinging to her middle region. “It’s supposed to be a medium, too.”
“Um, you might want to get used to outgrowing shit,” Inari joked, gaining a side eye from Coast as she looked around.
“Checking for somebody?”
“What? No.” Coast grabbed a few t-shirts from the box to place on the table.
“You sure? Mozzi is fine and obviously persistent.”
“Don’t forget annoying as hell,” Coast added. “Clearly used to getting whatever he wants.”
“Hmm, and right now, that seems to be you.”
“Whatever. He likes the chase. The fact that I’m not kissing his ass or hanging on his every word is a challenge. He’ll move on when he sees I’m really not fucking with him. I’m pregnant. What I look like starting something with somebody? Especially somebody like him.”
“You never know.”
“Please.” Coast scoffed, looking across the basketball court at Mozzi and his brothers going up and down the court with each other.
On the bottom row of the bleachers, Roni sat with Gillian and Lin, all eyeballing Coast with a mixture of envy and scrutiny. Mozzi shot a basket and made it. When he caught Coast watching him, he swept his tongue across his lips and winked at her while backtracking down the court.
“I’m going to sell some merch.” She picked up a pile of items and moved away from the table.
Eventually the game was in full swing and there wasn’t anywhere else to sit. Coast moved with ease through the crowd, charming the pockets of most of the men and older women. She’d made several trips to the table Inari held down to reup her inventory.
When Inari’s son, Dane, arrived, him and his little friends admired Coast and lowkey flirted with her before going to look for a spot to squeeze in and watch the game.
Moose, Mozzi, and Kong along with the rest of their team talked shit back and forth with the opposing team as they gave them a spanking.
During halftime, Coast went to grab a bratwurst, a bag of chips, two chocolate chip cookies, and a bottle of water to wash it all down.
Ayla joined her and Inari with Kara and Kyro on their bench near the table where all the merch had now been sold.
The two had knocked it out within an hour and a half.
Coast bounced happily on the edge of the bench and took another bite of her brat when Mozzi approached, tossing a white towel over his sweaty shoulder.
“Gimme a bite,” he said, propping his foot on the edge of the bench.
Coast grilled him and took one last bite before bringing the remaining portion to his lips.
She was usually the most unreasonable, stubborn person on the planet, yet this man she barely knew had her giving in to his orders.
Mozzi chewed it up slowly as Kong approached, huffing and puffing, also drenched in his own bodily fluids.
He gratefully took the canteen from Ayla that she held up for him.
“You look like you could use that.” Her plush lips curved into a smile.
“Thanks.” Kong tipped his head back and held the bottle above his lips.
He got one good gulp before Moose came up and snatched it from him.
“Nigga, I’m about to die out there!” Moose also did the water fountain.
“You getting old, nigga, and you smoke too much.” Mozzi sniggered.
“If that ain’t some bullshit coming from you.” Moose swallowed and aimed a finger at him as Kong snatched the canteen back.
“You the one ready to collapse. All that eating clean shit don’t matter when you got other bad habits.”
Moose flipped him the bird, knowing he wasn’t talking about liquor and weed as Inari’s pretty eyes drank in his chiseled arms and chest. The beads of sweat glistening off his inked-up skin left her as hot as the damn sun blazing down on them, and she had to tip her bottle of water to her lips to hydrate herself.
“I saw you out here being all friendly and shit. Don’t get nobody’s toe tagged around this muhfucka, Trouble.” Mozzi ran his fingers through Coast’s hair and stroked her back.
In his mind, she was just that. An inconvenient weakness that was sure to cause him to malfunction if he didn’t get his way with her.
“Try not to get that ass whupped out there on that court.” She took a bite of her cookie and simpered, which left Mozzi’s dick stretching as he leaned down and stole a kiss off her sweet lips.
Alarmed, like everybody else around them at first, Coast didn’t resist his advance.
His lips were so soft and moist. Mozzi searched her eyes when he pulled back, his chest suddenly filled with an unfamiliar warmth.
Breathless, Coast gaped back at him, lips still slightly parted.
He’d put plenty of bitches through the mattress, had them all on his dick or crashing out about him, but Coast was his first real kiss.
His moms would do it when he was little, until he was about four years old, and he grew up with a complex about putting his mouth on these nasty hoes.
“You rolling with me when we leave here.” Mozzi lowered his foot and stepped back.
“You don’t tell me what to do,” Coast quipped with an eyeroll.
“Yeah, aight. Try me.” With a sexy simper, he swirled his towel and used it to slap Kong on his back. “Let’s get back to schooling these niggas.”
“I’mma fuck you up!” Kong set the canteen down beside Ayla and sprinted after his brother.
“Girl, Mozzi ain’t playing with you!” Ayla snickered.
“Whatever. Fuck him.” Coast sucked her teeth and took another bite of her cookie.
“You like him.” Inari bumped her shoulder against hers and stuck her tongue out. “You let him kiss you.”
“He caught me off guard! Y’all saw that,” Coast objected with a mouth full of cookie.
“Mmm hmm.” Inari pushed her lips together.
“Oh, don’t even try it, Nari, because you like Moose too. I saw you trying to avoid looking at him while he was standing here.” Ayla called her big sister out.
“Oh, and we gon’ pretend like you don’t enjoy looking at Kong?”
“He’s my boss,” Ayla argued, a red tint flushing her face.
“Yeah, okay.” Inari waved her off. “Let’s make a pact right here and now to swear off all their fine asses.” She extended her arm, holding her hand in front of her while waiting for the other two to join her.
“This is ridiculous.” Ayla sighed, slapping her hand over Inari’s.
Coast set hers on top and took another bite of her cookie.
“Ayla, Kong clearly has working sperm. You tryna get baby mama’d up and around here?” Inari challenged.
“All for one and one for all!” Ayla cheered before they broke their hands apart.
“There you are!” Bee marched over to Coast and the girls with her hands on her hips. “After the game, the auction starts. I need you to come and help me get ready to announce the winners.”
“Okay.” Coast grabbed her snacks off her lap and stood.
“Don’t you two forget to come over, so you can see whose basket you got,” Bee encouraged before walking off with Coast at her side. “It’s for a good cause, and you might just make some old man’s day, although we had a few young men participate this year too.”