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“What? He looksclean… but very dirty, probably. It’s part of the sex appeal! Tell me you haven’t thought about it.”
I shifted in my seat, glaring out the window at the road. “Thought aboutwhat?”
“Licking him,” Maite exclaimed, staring a hole in the side of my head, trying to get a response. “His teeth. His biceps. Hisink.The curve heundoubtedlyhas, on hisundoubtedlyheavy dick. Have you seen how he walks?”
“I thought you didn’t like men?”
“I don’t,” she agreed. “But that’s not a man; he’sthat nigga.Tell me I’m lying.”
Instead of answering, I sighed.
“So yes then?!” Maite screeched.
“Girl, fuck off.”
“So yes!”
I rolled my eyes as Maite cackled in the passenger seat over my misfortune.
The way I’d fallen asleep with Onyx on the brain was bad enough without her dragging everything I was trying to forget right to the forefront of my mind. None of the filthy things I’d dreamed about were actually going to happen, and I didn’t want that shit marinating in my thoughts.
Waking up to him still in my house made things a little awkward.
I’d managed to play it off well enough and talk my way out of being in his presence for an extended period today.
Thelastthing I needed was Maite encouraging my unsolicited attraction.
“This conversation is leaning very heterosexual,” I groaned to her, disappointed. “Again,I thought you liked bitches. I thought you likedme.”
“You won’t give me any pussy, so this is your punishment.” She laughed.
“You want it right now? Would that make this stop?”
She sucked her teeth. “Girl you knowdamnwell you not doing nothing, stop playing.”
“You right. ‘Cause you only got eyes for one woman anyway,” I teased, reaching over to poke her leg.
“She has a man,” Maite whined, batting my hand away.
“Mmmhmmm.” I laughed. “That don’t mean you can’t look at her,” I assured as I navigated my car up to the gates at the Rojas compound. “And it ain’t gonna keep her from looking at you. You look good.”
Sketch smirked. “Not too much?”
“Do you believe in such things?”
Maite was one of the most interesting people I knew. The day we met; she’d made it clear to me that she liked pussy—her words. She was a pretty bitch—her words. And, she had a variety of dicks she could bring with her to turn me out—her words as well.
Shewasa pretty bitch and I was flattered by the offer.
Certainty about my sexuality aside, I needed her skills as a tattoo artist, and couldn’t risk mixingthatbusiness with pleasure though. ThePredatorsneeded someone new to do their ink, and my father had tasked me with finding them. The OG that had been doing it was, well… getting older. We needed someone to takeover.
I couldnotbe fucking that person.
Maite batted her eyelashes at the guard manning the gate as we pulled up, stopping briefly to state our business before we were allowed through.
They knew us.
I tossed up my hand in a wave as we moved on, into what I referred to as the concrete oasis.
