Free New Title 1 by Allen Takerra Page A

you’ll be upset by this. Shit, I know there’s a good chance that you’ll tell Jordin. But that’s a chance I’m willing to take Noelle. Since the time you came up here with J, I haven’t been able to get you out of my mind. Believe me, I tried. But every time I’m dreaming good, thinking good, feeling good, it seems to be about you lately. I know you probably think that you were too young and I had been with too many girls to remember what went down between us, but that’s not true. In fact, it’s the opposite. I do remember, and I can’t stop thinking about it. I can’t stop thinking about you. I know this won’t go anywhere, this can’t go anywhere, but I had to let you know. Get this shit off my chest. Maybe next time you shouldn’t come up here, so that way you can give a nigga chance to get you out of his system. Nah, you know what, scratch that, if you want to come again, I’m with it. I can’t turn down seeing you…
     
    That’s how it started out, friendly. Flirting and writing and conversing and it was fine, until he came home. And even then it wasn’t that bad, with stolen glances, and sweet smiles exchanged but no lines crossed, until they had to move in with Noelle and Julez. But once that happened, once it got there, it wasn’t long until they were feeding into that temptation, living out those restricted fantasies, indulging in their cravings for each other.
     
    Noelle snapped herself out of the thoughts and sighed. Now here they were. She knew this couldn’t go on forever and eventually choices would have to be made, hearts would have to be broken. But right now that was not something that she was ready to think about.
     
    She made her way to the couch to watch television and patiently wait for her husband to take her best friend out, so that she could be alone with her lover. Mmm…mmm…mmm…Scandalous.
     
    ***
     
    Jordin debated for the second time going back into the room for her shawl before she decided against it and made herself just proceed down the steps. The night was warm, it would not be needed, but she did want something to take away from her exposed arms and plentiful cleavage area that she was insecure about.
     
    The truth was however, Jordin looked splendid. The dress still fit her like it was custom made but her shimmery, flawless make-up and her hair, which had never looked so perfect, really brought it all together. She had a smoky eye, a shiny nude lip, and her long thick hair was straight down and parted on the side looking like the finest of weaves, but all natural. Her crystal covered stilettos clicked down the staircase as she supported her frame on the banister, walking slowly. She could see Julez had his back to her as he fastened the clasp to his cufflinks. Turning around abruptly, he spoke.
     
    “ Yo Jordin-” But his words were stalled briefly. She was… “Beautiful. You look…beautiful.”
     
    Her face turned crimson from the instant blush, as she took her last step and looked down to make sure she wasn’t stepping on her dress.
     
    “ Oh wow,” she said smiling wide. “Thanks Julez.”
     
    She looked up and he was still frozen, so she continued.
     
    “ You ready?”
     
    Julez shook his head lightly.
     
    “ Yea-yeah, let’s go.”
     
    “ Should we tell Noe that we’re going?” She asked.
     
    “ She’s up there knocked out on cold medicine,” Julez said, recalling seeing the bottle next to the nightstand and Noelle pretend sleeping. He extended his arm for Jordin to walk ahead of him out of the door.
     
    “ After you.”
     
    “ Okay.”
     
    As they made their way to the limo that was waiting out front in silence, Jordin felt the need to say…
     
    “ You look handsome, too. I mean…I don’t mean too, as if you said...I look handsome. But I mean, you look…nice…too.”
     
    Julez smiled.
     
    “ Thanks.”
     
    He motioned for the driver not to get out and he opened the door for Jordin instead, and then he helped her