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“Fair point, I will take that into consideration and file that shit away for now. When you pay Davis a visit, ask him if he’s heard anything through the grapevine. We don’t keep the police on our payroll for shits and giggles.” I chuckle at that, shits and giggles.
“Fuckin’ A, we’re doing this.” Karter jumps up and down, hyping himself up.
“You bet your ass we’re doing this. Something is up, and we need to know before it’s too late.”
“Sweet!” Dash yells, pumping his fist in the air.
“Ahhhh yeah. It’s time we showed these fuckers around here we are not to be fucked with.” Karter is always down for a fight, and his signature, joker smile is on full display, showing us he’s turned his crazy all the way up.
“Let’s focus and get this shit done. Update us in the group chat about your tasks.” I don’t care about drawing suspicion to us because nobody in their right mind will stop us, unless they have a death wish, of course.
“Alright.” They agree in unison as we go our separate ways.
Crew
I watch as a long pair of caramel-colored legs flash before me. She’s beautiful with her long, black hair blowing in the wind. She has the juiciest, red lips I’ve ever seen, causing me to immediately picture them wrapped around my dick as I slide in and out of her mouth.
But what captivates me the most are those beautiful gray eyes. It’s very rare to see that color on a black woman, but it works so well in her favor. She has curves for days, and I find myself reaching down to adjust my dick from admiring all that she has to offer. I can see why anyone would be infatuated with her.
By now, I’ve memorized her schedule and know where she’ll be while on school grounds. It’ll take a little more time and effort to find out more about her personal life other than the fact that she is engaged to Bash.
She’s changed since I last saw her or had anything to do with her. Of course, she won’t remember me, because I didn’t make myself known that night or anytime we’ve been in each other’s presence. I sat back and watched as Wyck guided her upstairs, while I lurked in the shadows, unaware I was there listening to them fucking like wild animals.
That’s one of her problems, she isn’t aware of her surroundings, but that works in my favor to do what needs to be done. I’ve set my eye on inserting myself into her life to gain her trust, using her to get to my real targets… The Devils of Cliffside.
Pushing off the tree, I figure now is as good a time as any. I pop my airpods into my ears and take off jogging in her direction. Seconds later, I’m barreling into her, reaching out to grab her hand before she can fall back onto the grass.
“I’m so sorry, ma’am. Are you alright?” I flash my pearly whites and pull out one of my airpods, while holding onto her for dear life.
“No, I’m the one that’s sorry. I should have been looking where I was going.” She says, attempting to steady herself. “I didn’t want to be late for class and looked down at my watch for a split second.” She looks into my face as a small but weary smile forms on her lips.
“Well, it’s a good thing I was there to catch you then.”
“Yeah, it was.” She studies me for a second longer, before she clears her throat. “I’m really sorry about that, mister?”
“No mister, just Crew, and you are?”
“I’m Athens.” She shimmies out of my grasp and sticks her hand out for me to shake. I take her small one into mine and give her a firm squeeze.
“Nice to meet you, Athens. What class are you heading to?” I ask, even though I already know the answer.
“Biology. I love to pick everyone’s brains while they are still full of sleep and more than likely nursing a hangover from the night before.” She chuckles. “Keeps them on their toes.”
“Oh, so you’re a professor? I thought for sure you were a student.” I laugh, laying my charm on extra thick.
“Oh stop that, yes, I’m a professor here. You?”
“I’m the head of security.” It’s not a complete lie, I’m just not the head of it. Someone died a rather painful death, and I took his place, but no need to tell her that.
“Oh, I haven’t even given it thought that the campus had security.” She throws a hand across her face. “I’ve been so wrapped up in other things that… You know what, nevermind.” She lets out an aggravated breath. “It was nice to meet you, but I really have to get going.”
“Me, too, why don’t you stop by the security station when you have time, and I’ll make us lunch.”
“Oh, I don’t know.”
“Come on, it’s the only way I know how to apologize to a beautiful woman.”
“The only way? You look like you can be creative.” She chuckles. It’s nice to hear, but I won’t let it derail me from my course.