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“I know you’re over there plotting on some shit like you didn’t just tell me you left your own sister duct taped and pistol-whipped in her house.” Bakari lifted an eyebrow and stared at me with those bedroom eyes. I shrugged then went back to my burger.
“She deserved that shit. If she can get loose, I’m sure she’ll be at the Temple getting fixed up.” I popped a French fry in my mouth and groaned at how good it was.
“I don’t know what fucking around with you has turned me into but…”
“But you like it, so shut up,” I laughed, rolling my eyes. Bakari looked at me and then tucked his bottom lip between his teeth making my clit throb with hunger.
“I do. I’m not gonna lie.” He grabbed my hand across the shiny red and silver table and squeezed. That small little action set loose a flurry of butterflies in my stomach. A goofy smile leaked onto my face. I tried desperately to hide the bottom half of my face but Bakari had already seen the effect he had on me.
“Stop hiding your smile. It’s the only thing that keeps me from falling apart these days.” The butterflies in my stomach coalesced into a lump and I felt it flop over and over. I swallowed and let him see my smile without trying to hide it. “Thank you, beautiful.” He kissed the back of my hand then let it go. “Now, let’s go find that bar Takia used to work at.”
We’d decided that I’d do all the information fishing because he was too well-known in Bellmore. While my family was well known as well, I had to realize that we weren’t on the same level as the Godwins. Bakari and his brothers couldn’t go anywhere in the city and not be called out or recognized. I could at least move around comfortably without being picked out of a crowd. Anyone who was into the church scene would be able to pick me out but even then, they’d know my parents before they knew me.
“Ride with me,” Bakari said after I’d finished my food.
“Why don’t you ride with me? You’re the one with the recognizable car.”
“Fair enough.” He stood and my eyes traveled up his long legs, hovering right at his crotch. I knew exactly what kind of monster he was hiding behind those nice slacks.
He held his hand out and I grabbed it, standing up. “You’re acting like a gentleman, Bakari. Be careful before women think you’re boyfriend material.”
“I’m only concerned with one woman thinking I’m boyfriend material.” He looked me over, lingering on my ass. “And I already know what she thinks.” He winked and I felt myself wanting to hit him in the back of the head.
“You don’t know shit, Bakari.” I fought off my smile as we left the diner and got into my car.
“I can drive,” he offered from the passenger seat.
“Or, you could just sit there and let me drive my own fucking car.”
“I could, but then how will I grip your thigh while I drive?”
“You can grip my thigh as a passenger.” He gave me that smug-ass look he loved so much in response.
“You know what? That might work. That way I can slide under your ‘lil church dress.”
“Please stop,” I laughed, pulling out of the parking lot. He was serious, though. While I drove us back to Bellmore, Bakari’s hand slid up my thigh and teased my pussy, making it hard to focus on the road. I honestly didn’t even know how we got to the bar on the east side. In my mind, I crashed a thousand times.
Before we got out of the car, Bakari made a show out of licking his fingers and running them under his nose. He leaned over and said, “I’m going to fuck the shit out of you when we’re done in this bar. I need my lips and tongue to taste like your pussy.”
I giggled.
Not only did I giggle, I blushed and leaned into his warmth and dirty words. I liked Bakari more than I was willing to admit to myself. It was an out-of-body experience. I knew better than to feel this way about anyone especially with everything going on. I knew not to fall for a fucking Godwin at that.
But there I was…
Giggling and smiling. Letting him break my fucking back with his demon dick whenever he wanted.
I wanted to yell at myself to stop the trainwreck before it got worse but I kept getting deeper instead of running. I kept looking forward to seeing him. I wanted to talk to him every day and I could pretend like it had to do with the mission we were on but in reality, I cared. I knew it but I didn’t want to fully admit it yet.
“Sanai, are you sure you don’t want me to ask the questions? You know I’m good with people and it looks like there are women behind the bar tonight. Let me slide.” He spoke with his hands on my hips and I felt so sexy. So desired.
“I got it, nigga,” I fussed, brushing his fingers from my body.
“Oh, I see what’s up.” His smirk was arrogant and devilish and so damn handsome. “You don’t want to see me working my charm with anyone else but you.” He tapped the tip of my nose and I sucked my teeth.
“No, I don’t want you in here asking questions about a nurse who works at your hospital. A nurse you just called HR about and will probably get fired in the next 24 hours, Bakari. Nobody is worried about your peanut-head-ass flirting.” I shoved him playfully then walked up to the bar.
Bakari sat in the seat next to me and began texting on his phone so he didn’t look too interested in me. It was hard to pull off though because he kept his hand on my thigh in a protective gesture like some other man would steal me away.
