3. Lavani #3
“If you were mine, that shit would have gotten checked at the door.”
I didn’t even have time to part my lips and respond when Darius appeared like magic.
He walked up to me with a blank expression on his face and a toothpick in the corner of his mouth.
That man looked so damn good, I wanted to fuck him right then and there.
He was dressed in all black, and the diamonds in his ears, watch, and chains were dancing underneath the club lights.
His edge up was razor sharp per usual, and my mouth was watering. Shit, I almost moaned.
Darius approached me like Tyriq’s friend wasn’t even standing there. “This what we doing?” he asked with his eyes on my exposed breasts.
“What you mean?” I asked playing dumb while Tyriq’s friend tried to slide off to the side.
“You know what I mean.” Darius’ gaze lifted, and he finally set sights on my face. “You showing out, yo. That’s what’s up though. You look good.”
My heart raced, and I wasn’t sure why. Did he care or didn’t he? Was he mad? “Thank you." I replied slowly. “Nice to know you can pop up at the club, but I haven’t heard from you all day.”
Darius chuckled lightly. “That’s what this is? Get back?”
With a frown, I drew back. “No. My friend asked me to come out, and I said yes. I like this dress. It’s sexy, but I don’t think it’s doing too much.
That doesn’t explain why I haven’t heard from you?
” his silky waves almost had me seasick.
Why was this man so fine, and why did I like him so much?
I hated the way I craved everything about him.
If we stopped fucking around, I’d probably go through withdrawals. It was just that bad.
“I had to run out of town around elven this morning, and I just got back like three hours ago. The phone works both ways. You know that right? I don’t think you’ve ever called me. So, if I don’t call you, we won’t talk?”
“I don’t really call guys first unless we’re in a relationship, but you’re right. The phone does work both ways.”
Darius stared at me for so long that my clit began to throb. The tequila had my body warm while Darius’ presence had my pussy aching with desire. “Who drove tonight?”
“Me.”
He gave a curt nod. “After you drop your people off, I expect you to be at my crib right after. Don’t let me catch another nigga in your face.” He walked off, and I watched him.
I had it bad for that man, and I didn’t even care.
“Ohhh what did daddy Darius say?” Lo teased with a grin.
“I have a father, and his name isn’t Darius,” I chuckled.
“The way he’s been taking care of you, he’s your daddy now,” Hailey chimed in. “He has some fine ass friends too. Lil’ daddy in the blue shirt is kind of cute.”
Peeking over at the person Hailey was referring to, I recognized one of the guys that I had seen Darius sell dope to.
He had long dreads and skin the color of peanut butter.
Anytime Darius served him, he was real plain and casual but in the club, he was shining.
Diamonds sparkling, and it wasn’t no middle of the mall shit.
“That’s Azarius. He spends quite a bit of money with Darius. He has money for sure.”
I gave my girl the run down on Azarius while never taking my eyes off Darius. When a tall, brown skinned chick slithered into his personal space I smirked. Hailey went from plotting on Azarius to asking me if we were beating ass. Her question made me push out a very light laugh.
“I’m not doing the most over no nigga. Only way I’m fighting is if I’m personally disrespected.”
“Period!” Lo hyped.
I was watching to see how Darius played the situation, however.
He had kindly told me he better not catch any more men in my face, and the same needed to apply to him or all bets were off.
I watched as he took a small step back. Nothing too crazy, but it was enough to put a satisfactory amount of distance between them.
When ole girl reached out and touched Darius’ chest my nose scrunched. Hoes were thirsty as fuck.
When Darius removed her hand, I sniggered.
That was pretty much all I needed to see.
Had he entertained her, I wasn’t going to act up and cause a scene.
I was simply going to ignore the demand he made about me coming to his home after the club.
I liked Darius. I liked him a lot. But I’d never let any man no matter how fine or how paid play in my face.
As long as he acted like he had some sense and treated me with respect I would do the same.
We weren’t official but if I couldn’t entertain other men then he couldn’t entertain other women.
My age would never be an excuse for me to act like I wasn’t raised in a house with a mama and a daddy.
I was raised around love. My parents weren’t dysfunctional or toxic.
The only questionable thing they did was smoke weed around us our entire lives and the only people that questioned it were people that didn’t smoke.
I was young and having fun but having fun didn’t mean playing the fool. Not for Darius or anybody else.