Page 20 of Adonis Gates

Me: Come here.

Jru Baby: No. I’m mad at you anyway.

Me: Why?

Jru Baby: You know why, Adonis. I am never going to hear the end of that.

Me: You gon’ hear the end of it just as soon as you leave his hoe ass.

Jru Baby: You still got it out there.

I laughed at the fact that she changed subjects. She could avoid the conversation all she wanted to, but her ass couldn’t avoid the inevitable. She was gon’ be mine and the shit was gon’ happen sooner than later.

Me: Seen you watching so I had to put on a show.

Jru Baby: Sure, you would have won regardless.

Jru Baby: The Aces would have loved to have you.

Me: What about you? You’d love to have me?

I looked in her direction, waiting for her to read my message. When she did, her eyes found mine and I smirked. She blushed and dropped her gaze quickly before texting me back.

Jru Baby: In a perfect world.

Me: Meet me by the bathrooms.

Again, her eyes found mine, her brows furrowed. She shook her head then nodded in the direction Brock was in. I sucked my teeth and texted her.

Me: Man, I look like I give a fuck about him? Meet me by the bathrooms or I’m gon’ come over there.

Her eyes locked on mine again before she rolled hers and said something to her sister who got up and walked with her toward the bathrooms. I pocketed my phone quickly and followed suit.

“What is it, Adonis?” She tried being fake mad.

I hugged her small body tightly, enjoying the sweet scent of whatever the fuck she was wearing.

“Been wantin’ to do that since I saw you.”

“You can’t do that out here. People are watching.” She looked around nervously.

I shrugged. “So the fuck what? Nobody gon’ do shit to me or you, so it don’t matter.”

I cast my eyes down her body, loving what I was seeing. She had on a skirt that was really too short for my liking. It looked like it was made of that stretchy material females rocked with a horizontal stripe pattern. The stripes alternated in navy blue, teal and white. She wore a white tank top that had her titties sitting perfectly, making my mouth water for real, and white sandals showing off her pretty ass feet. Everything about Jru looked fucking good.

“Why you got on these little ass clothes?” I ran the tip of my index finger between her breasts.

“Stop,” she knocked my hand away. “Because it’s hot and my sister wanted to match.”

Geri was dressed similarly, but her shit was pink and yellow instead.

“Here, I won this for you.”

I pulled the bread I just won from hooping out to hand to her, but she shook her head and pushed my hand away.

“I can’t take that.”

I frowned. “Why?”