Free Lady Swagger-The Beginning by TKO Page B

Literally.”
    Jazz didn’t utter a word, only gave her a stony look that Nikki knew all too well. She knew exactly what she must have been thinking. They’d been best friends since elementary so if she couldn’t decode Jazz’s facial expressions by now, something was definitely wrong. If Jazz told her once she’d told her a thousand times that Dream was no good for her. She hated to see her hurt and upset over the constant childish mind games Dream played and the abuse she had sustained during their relationship. She fail for her I love you’s and I’ll never hit you again . And the latest one yet; You’re the only woman for me . It was that line actually that almost got her the keys to Nikki’s house and a semi-permanent spot in her bed. Boy was she damn glad that she came to her senses. So while Nikki hated to be wrong and for Jazz to be right again, it could only mean that her time with Dream had run its course. It was time to move on.
    Jazz passed her a Newp ort and a lighter. “I’m not going to say I told you so because that would only be adding fuel to the fire. But you know what you need to do.”
    Nikki quickly fired up the cigarette and took a desperate drag.
    “So what you wanna do, go hit another club or something?” Jazz queried. “I mean … the night is still young. Besides, I hear Blaze is poppin’ on Friday’s now.”
    Nikki gave Jazz the eye. “ Blaze!” She feigned offended. “I don’t have time to be trying to convince the thirsty brothers up in there that I’m gay and the insecure sisters that I don’t want their man. Too much energy required.”
    Jazz shrugged her shoulders and sighed. “So basically what you’re saying then is that we’re going home … this early … on your birthday?”
    Nikki pursed her lips and chugged out smoke, leaving the remnants of her foul habit to linger in the air. “Negative! We’re going to sit right out here in this parking lot so that I can chin check that ass as soon as she walks out of that door. She ain’t getting away with this one. Hell no! Not tonight.”
    Jazz shook her head. “Can we please have a drama-free night tonight? I don’t want to be involved in y’alls problems,” she murmured.
    “You won’t have to be. This between me and her.”
    Wwwwsssshhh!
    They both stopped dead in their tracks and turned around to see where the whistling was coming from.
    “What’s up sexy ladies !” Cheryl hollered. Her and her motorcycle clique took up an entire row. It was at least twelve of them and they all represented D-Bois to the fullest with custom shirts, bandanas, and matching tattoos. They were some of Detroit’s finest studs and were known as such, along with their famous motorcycle club.
    Nikki and Jazz offered a reluctant wave and a forced smile.
    “Aw hell. H ere they come,” Jazz warned through clenched teeth.
    Cheryl walked right over to where Nikki stood. Her lustful eyes roamed her entire body and Nikki knew that she still wanted to take her for a spin. And tonight seemed like the perfect night to take her up on her offer.
    “I know y’all ain’t leaving already,” one of the D Bois said. “The party don’t start ’till we step on the scene.”
    Nikki looked over at Ja zz before bringing her flirtatious eyes and smile back to Cheryl. “Actually, we were just pondering what else we could get into,” she said seductively. “You see, it’s my birthday. And I haven’t found anyone to blow out my candles.” Her sultry voice was dripping with seduction and lingering possibilities.
    Cheryl licked her lips and tucked in her bottom lip. She squinted her eyes and nodded as if she was reading between the lines. “ Well happy birthday beautiful. And I’m pretty confident that I can put that fire out.” She cleared her throat and blushed so hard her dimples became more pronounced.
    Nikki’s pussy began to gush with excitement. “Is that right?”
    Cheryl gave her a confident nod of the head.
    As the D Bois waited