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“Hell nawl.” I mumbled. “Tell me I’m drunk and need to sleep it off.”
“You’re drunk and need to sleep it off.” She repeated.
“No Lariah.” I whined and stomped my feet. Meandering over to the couch I sat down and pulled one of the throw pillows over my face.
“What’s wrong?”
“Julius and I had a talk last night.” I mumbled into the pillow.
Lariah snatched the pillow out of my hand and tossed it to the side. “Talk about what?”
“The usual. He sorry he broke my heart. He love me. Blah blah blah.” I shared.
“Okay so what’s the problem?”
“I’m horny.” I whined and I wanna fuck my baby daddy.”
“Oh, bitch please. I thought something serious had happened.” Tucking her feet under her butt Lariah faced me. “Fuck him. It’s just that simple.”
“I can’t just sleep with him Riah.”
“Why not? You slept with Flocco, and it wasn’t good. At least you know Juice can put it down.”
“That’s the problem.” I bleated. “If I fuck him tonight I’mma wanna do it again.”
“Okay and do it as many times as you need to get it out of your system.”
“You don’t get it.” I pouted. “I’m in love with that nigga.”
“And that’s the point you not getting. Fuck that nigga and when y’all finish get up and leave. No cuddling, no pillow talk or none of that other shit. Get your nut and slide on his ass. If he get in his feelings let him know you needed to get touched. Thank that nigga for his services and go on about your business.”
Lariah made the shit sound like a business transaction. I don’t see myself having casual sex with the nigga that I’m still in love with. Besides I’m supposed to be healing from his ass not falling back into a trap.
“I’m tripping. I can’t sleep with Julius.” Nodding my head I got up from the couch and did a quick shimmy. “Okay, I’m okay.” I tried to convince myself.
“You not.” Riah laughed. “I say get it out of your system now that way when we get back home you can go back to not having to see his ass every day. You only feeling like you do ‘cause y’all are sleeping down the hall from each other. I say fuck him and toss a few bills on his nightstand. Let that nigga know it’s nothing.” She shrugged nonchalantly.
I shook my head. “I’m good. I was tripping.” I held my hand out for her. “We can go back outside.”
“Okay girl.” She jested.
Taking my place back at the table I grabbed my glass and downed the shot. The best thing for me to do was keep my eyes off Julius. I heard everything Riah said and unlike her I wasn’t able to mask my feelings long enough to get my rocks off. Not when the nigga had the best dick I’d ever had in my life. Yeah…nawl I couldn’t.
“You good?” Julius asked from across the table.
“Peachy.” I lied. “Oooh that’s my song.” Rocking to the music I waited for Teyana’s sultry voice to come through the speaker when the song was changed. Frowning my face up I stared at Julius. “Why’d you do that? You know that’s my shit.”
“Cause that wasn’t Teyana’s song.” Lucas heckled, making Tito clear his throat.
My eyes rolled around the table trying to figure out what the fuck they was talking about. Julius’s head was down while he scrolled through his phone while the peanut gallery was laughing under their breath.
After a minute I finally said, “y’all weird as fuck for that.”
“Nawl.” Julius swiped his tongue across his teeth. “That was a song I recorded for you. I was trying to have it played the night of your fashion show, but we couldn’t get it cleared on time. That’s what took me so long to show up that night.”
Staring at him questioningly I turned my lips up. “Quit lying.”
“Dead ass.” He swore.