Page 11 of Bricked Up

CHAPTER FOUR

“ S oooo, wait. Wait a damn minute,” Brittany Patterson, Zia’s adoptive sister and bestie, held a hand up mid-conversation over the FaceTime call to get clarity on what was being explained to her.

“Your fine ass ex, whom by the way you are still madly in love with, and who is still blowing your back out just as fucking goodt as he always has, don’ fucked around and asked you to marry him?

And you’ve been avoiding him since this all happened three damn weeks ago? ”

“Well, it didn’t technically go down like that,” Zia shrugged as she applied her makeup in her bathroom mirror. “It was more so like, he asked me while getting ready to fuck me into the table.”

“Girl, whatever. Semantics are not important right now. So anyway, you said no even though he would clear your debt and merge y’all’s businesses together, making it more profitable for both you and him.

He’d let you control the day-to-day operations if you wanted, and you told that nigga no?

Is that what you’re telling me?” Smirking, Brittany asked for clarification.

“I mean, basically, but you did put a little funky spin on my shit to make me look bad. But,” Zia pressed her lips together to evenly spread her lipstick. “Yeah, that’s the gist of what went down.”

“You’re out of your gotdamn mind, Zia. Now, I know we had to knuck if you buck in those foster homes we lived in, but bitch I think one of them hoes musta hit you too hard in the head and knocked ya brain loose.”

“Whatever! You so ignorant,” Zia cackled even though she tried not to.

I’m not outta my mind either. “I’m just being cautious.

Saadiq broke my heart once, and I barely pulled through.

Allowing him that access now would be crazy.

But, I gotta admit, the possibility of being Mrs. Saadiq Henderson did sound nice.

As long as I’ve been in love with that man, being his wife would be a dream come true. ”

“Well, what the hell is the gotdamn problem, Zia?” Brittney asked; she was about ready to knock some sense into her sister.

“It wasn’t genuine. But more importantly, Saadiq broke my heart, and he’s still denying that he didn’t do anything wrong.

Hell, he’s already got me all over the place emotionally.

I don’t need to make any big decisions right now where that damn man is concerned.

My goal is to tackle one issue with him at a time.

Agreeing to marry that nigga under duress would be insane. ”

“Bitchhhhh! What fucking duress are you under, cuckoo bird?”

“The kind that makes me crazy for the dick, duh.”

“Chileeee, if you say so,” Smacking her lips, Brittany shook her head. “But let me ask you this, Zia. Shouldn’t you be trying to figure out shit with Saadiq now instead of taking ya fast ass out on a date with ya main fuck-off?”

“No, I shouldn’t. Smartass,” Sucking her teeth, Zia narrowed her eyes at her sister.

“I need another man to help me get my mind off Saadiq. That man has come back into my life and turned it upside down. I need to stay far away from him until I can turn it right side up. I think better without Saadiq around. He’s been fucking my brains loose to the point where all I can think about is his dick and how good it feels to cum on it. ”

“Bitch, that’s a good thing.” Brittany's eyes bugged as she stared at Zia in confused amusement. “Getting ya brains fucked loose by a big dick is always a dream cum true in my book.”

“Well, it ain’t in mine,” Zia disagreed as she began removing the big rollers from her hair. “Especially not when I can’t think about anything else. I need time to gather myself and not have my every thought be focused on Saadiq and the crazy hold that man has on me.”

“A’ight, girl, if you say so. It makes no sense to me, but I love you, so I’mma support ya foolishness.”

“Oh gee, thanks, sissy,” Zia said as she pinned her sister with a sarcastic smirk.

“Anytime boo,” Brittany chuckled before she took a sip of her water. “But you don’t even need to thank me, my expert advice comes naturally, and for you it’s free.”

“Gurl bye,” Zia cackled. “I ain’t got time to entertain your shenanigans, Brit.

But let’s get off me for a moment and focus on your hot ass.

Where you going to? Looking all sexy.” Zia asked Brittany, who was dressed in a beautiful burgundy mini dress with long sleeves, a lapel collar, and a feather-accented hem, accentuating her curvaceous frame.

Her long brown hair was styled into big sexy, boho twists, and her beautiful, blemish-free, toffee-hued skin glowed on her flawless, made-up face.

“Who are you going to seduce, looking all sexy and shit?” Zia teased as she slipped her plus-sized, curvy body into her own hot little number.

A blue denim bell sleeve, quilted high slit maxi dress with a mock neck.

“Girl, I'm finally giving my momma’s chiropractor, Joseph, a chance.

Remember, I told you he asked for my number at her last appointment and has been asking me out on a date for a while now.

I finally decided to give in and agree to a date.

Depending on how things go, I might even give him a ‘lil pussy if he deserves it.”

“Ayeeeee! Okayyy!” Zia chuckled as she snapped her fingers. “Shit, I know that’s right.”

“Yes honey,” Brittany co-signed as she put on her lashes.

“Your fine ass better do the same thing tonight, too, bitch. And I don’t mean with Ray’s ass or none of your other fuck-offs either.

Tell that nigga thanks for dinner and take yo’ ass on to wherever the fuck Saadiq is gon’ be.

Go get your man before it’s too late. Before I have to hear how you fucked up because you played on that nigga’s top and next thing you know he starts calling somebody else, baby. ”

“Girl bye, I’m straight ‘cause you won't ever catch me saying no dumb shit like that. Ever. And you know I’m telling the truth, Britt. I gotta be extra cautious with Saadiq. He’ll have me head over heels for him and sucking his dick if I ain’t careful.”

“Shit, sucking dick ain’t gon’ do shit but make everything all better, Zia. So, gon’ and do that and speed up this whole process of y’all getting back together. You’ll be a lot more relaxed and happier.”

“Britt, you need to see a therapist, love. Like yesterday.” Zia cackled at her sister’s foolish shenanigans.

“Chileee, don’t I fucking know it.”

“Well, at least you know. Anyway, I gotta get going. I don’t like leaving what I think might be good dick waiting.” Zia grinned as she grabbed her purse and phone and headed toward the front closet.

Laughing, Brittany shot back. “Well, you should because dick hits so much better when it’s thirsty for the pussy anyway.”

“You know what, bye, crazy.” Zia chuckled as she headed toward the door. “I’ll call you later. Be safe and have fun, sissy.”

“You too, Zia. And don’t be afraid to take my advice. I have a guaranteed success rate for encouraging dick downs.”

“Get off my damn phone, Britt,” Zia giggled as she switched wallets, grabbed her keys, and headed to her ride.

“Fine, I’m out. Love you, too.”

Grinning, Zia climbed behind the wheel, put her phone on the charger, and turned on some music as she backed out of her driveway.

On the whole ride to Belle’s Southern Dinner House, Zia kept trying to focus on Ray, but all she could think about was Saadiq.

Raymond Burner was a good guy who wanted to date Zia exclusively, but because he lacked the edge and everything else that Zia wanted in a man, she was determined to keep things casual.

If his head and dick game wasn’t better than most, she would’ve let him down easy a long time ago.

That and the fact that she genuinely enjoyed spending time with him when they did get together.

Unfortunately, Saadiq’s return had her mind so far gone and focused solely on him that she felt like she was going insane by trying not to think about him.

Since Raymond was her favorite jump off, and he had a sexy ass cousin, a few years older than him, who was feeling her too.

Zia planned to present him with a one-night-only offer for a threesome with them, if they were down tonight.

Although she’d never had a sexual relationship with more than one man at a time, she hoped it would provide her with the distraction she needed to shake Saadiq’s hold on her, which is why she said yes to Raymond’s last minute date night request.

While Zia was nervous as shit, she was desperate to get rid of all these resurfaced emotions.

She was determined not to let Saadiq break her heart again.

Especially when she was now closer than ever to falling for his bullshit all over again.

As if Saadiq knew she was thinking about him, his name flashed across her phone’s screen just as she merged onto the I-696 on-ramp.

Rolling her eyes, she took a deep breath and answered.

“Yes, Saadiq?”

“Aye, you love getting a rise outta me, don’t you?” A frown followed his question.

“I’m sorry, but I’m not sure what you mean.” Smiling, she merged into the fast lane.

“You know exactly what the fuck I mean. Why the fuck would you answer the phone like that? I been dicking you down good as fuck, so I know that lack of dick ain’t the problem.

Not wit’ the way you been cummin’ hard as fuck and limping around and shit, but I promise you, Zia, you better figure out whatever the muthafuckin’ problem is and handle that shit before I solve that shit for you. ”

“Uh, like I said, Saadiq,” Zia snickered under her breath. “I don’t know what you mean, but if you’ll just get to the point of your call, that would be great.” She urged as she merged into the slow lane and lowered her speed as she approached her exit.