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“Umm… I’m at TAZ’s place. Unfortunately, he knows where that is also, but he doesn’t have a key.”

“Are you going to file a restraining order?”

“I will if he comes around again and won’t leave. He needs to respect my wishes. This evening was horrible. Honestly, I’d left him emotionally months ago. This shit just gave me the final push I needed to let him go so he can be great without me,” she said sarcastically.

I nodded slightly. “Why is he in denial?”

“Because he’s used to getting what he wants. He’s an only child, rich, and an amazing surgeon. It doesn’t help that people kiss his ass all the time.”

“I’m going to assume you were one of those people at some point?”

She got quiet on me. Maybe I shouldn’t have worded it that way. “Kenya, I didn’t mean it like that. I meant that you used to hand him compliments all the time.”

“For the record, I don’t kiss ass. I’m a genuine person. If I give you a compliment, I truly feel that way about you.”

“I apologize. I truly didn’t mean it that way.”

She took a deep breath. “I know. I feel like I know that much about you. So why aren’t you out celebrating?”

“I only celebrate with people close to me.”

“Hmm. That’s interesting. What about your teammates?”

“We’re cool. I only see them on the court though, whether that’s at practice or at a game. I’m laid-back, but I don’t consider many people close to me outside of my family. Noah is just a genuine person; plus, we have a common interest. It was easy to be open with him and now, RJ’s crazy ass.”

“You know we have that in common, right?”

“What? You’re not close to many people either?” I asked.

“Well, that too, but I was speaking about our fathers. My dad died when I was about four, but he’d left my mom when I was a baby. I have no memory of him. He umm… was schizophrenic and killed himself. My mama raised me and Taryn alone.”

“Damn. I didn’t realize that. You think that’s why I feel a connection to you?” I asked, trying to feel her out.

I didn’t want her to think that I was attracted to her because of our similar pain. That couldn’t be further from the truth, especially since I didn’t even know that information. “No. I don’t know why our chemistry is strong, but I don’t feel like that’s the reason.”

“So, can I officially assume that your situation has changed, and we’re getting to know one another?”

“Yes.”

When she said she had left him emotionally months ago, that seemed to put my soul at ease. However, I knew that just because she was done, it didn’t mean he was done. I would still have to be cautious. Plus, I had to admit that Jessica wasn’t fully out of my system. If she texted me right now and said she was leaving Brix and wanted to be with me, I would be all in. I swore her pussy was laced with Fentanyl.

Her personality was magnetic. We were almost total opposites. She was outgoing, loud, and spontaneous at times. I was an introvert by nature, somewhat quiet, and extremely strategic. I knew what I wanted, when I wanted it, and how I would go about getting it. Planning my life had come natural to me. I supposed it was the Libra in me.

A slow smile graced my lips as I played through my schedule in my mind. “So, what are some of the things you like to do, Kenya?”

“Well… I love singing and anything to do with music, basketball, and skating.”

“What type of skating?”

“Quite a few, especially rollerblading and ice skating. I also love spending time with family and my significant other. I believe… well, I know that’s why I left Arik emotionally. We haven’t been spending much time together. What about you?”

“Obviously basketball, spending time with family, watching movies, and I occasionally skate.”

“No way. What type for you?”

I chuckled. “Rollerblading.”

I glanced down at my food and decided to put it back in the air fryer until I was ready to eat it. That shit was probably cold as hell. Food no longer had my attention. A beautiful woman that I definitely wouldn’t mind devouring had stolen all my attention, and I wasn’t the least bit upset about that.

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