Page 5 of Certified Sin

“Make me go.” She gave me a look.

Why would I do that? A nigga ain’t playing those types of games. I’m supposed to make her go, for what? Plenty muthafuckas will join me for free. I ain’t never gotta make nobody do a damn thing.

“Fuck I’mma do that for?” My food was completely forgotten about once she said that dumb shit.

She shrugged. “I’m just saying. If you really wanted me to go, you’ll make me go.”

“Nah, ma,” I chuckled, flicking the bridge of my nose. “If you wanted to go, you could’ve brought yo’ ass on.” I sat back in my chair, rubbing my hand down my mouth.

“A nigga got nothing to hide, and I ain’t got no problem showing you off.” I leaned my elbows on the countertop. She did the same, bringing us face to face. “You a 10, baby.”

I stroked her jaw with the back of my hand, and she grinned from ear to ear.

“For real? Weren’t you invited to a party for one of the other artists at BCE?” I nodded, even though that event ain’t until weeks away. “Take me there.”

“Cool,” I agreed.

Picking the fork back up, I finished eating my food. I don’t know what more Jasmine wants me to do to prove myself. I done met a lot of niggas in this industry who will just take what they want and leave, Sin included.

I mess with him the long way, but the nigga is disrespectful, which is why I couldn’t understand what Ms. Lady Ronnie saw in his ass.

She tried to play it cool in front of me, but I knew she was feeling my boy. I can’t say too much about that. I just hope he treats her right. But knowing Sincere like I do, Ronnie was gone wish she never met that nigga.

Chapter 4

Ronnie

I don’t knowwhat I was thinking coming out with Sincere. I thought it would’ve been okay, but as soon as I stepped out of the building and saw the paparazzi, I wanted to turn back around. We were about to be the highlight of tomorrow’s news.

“You good? The paparazzi be all on my ass,” Sin stated once we got safely inside his Maserati. I gave him a tight smile in response.

I was too nervous to say anything, to be honest. My dad watches the news every morning. I would hate for him to see this and think something was going on between us. The old man would have a fit.

“What you feel like eating? I got another business meeting in a few hours, but I wanted to get some time in with you,” he admitted, licking his lips.

“Anything is fine. I told you I wasn’t hungry, so its whatever you’re in the mood for.” I ran my hand up my arm to cover up the goosebumps growing on my skin. I’d never been this uneasy in all my life. I don’t understand why it’s happening.

“Shit, baby. Don’t tell me that.” Sin sized me up.

“Boy, please. Just drive. This is a business meeting,” I reminded him.

He smirked, facing the road. “Baby, this act can only work for so long. You might as well cut the bullshit now.”

“What bullshit?” I frowned in his direction.

What did he think was gonna happen? I’m under the impression we were gonna go discuss this strip club situation.

“The one where you act like you ain’t feeling me when we both know you are.” I dismissed his comment, taking my phone out of my purse.

“How you figure that?”

Brushing a stray hair from my face, I cut my eyes in his direction. Sin had too much luck with women to think we all want him.

“I got yo’ ass soaked like the ocean baby,” he boasted, like he just knew what he was talking about. My thong is dry like the Sahara Desert.

“We gone fuck before the night out, believe that,” he added with so much confidence. I opened my mouth to say something slick, but he turned the radio on, silencing me.

Even though I thought it was really rude of Sin, I let it go. This is the last time he’ll ever be in my presence like this again. We’re only going out to lunch, no matter what he thinks is about to happen. That was the second warning of the night I ignored. The third happened as soon as we got to the restaurant.