Page 37 of He Thugged Me First

GAYZE

A fter I left Love’s hospital room, I did my rounds.

I’d be off in a few hours and I just wanted to make sure things were good.

I couldn’t wait to get off, and pick up Oz from my grandmother’s house and go climb into my bed.

I had been here since seven and I needed some time to not be working or thinking.

I just wanted to feel relaxed like I did that night when Mazzier came over.

I know it wasn’t smart to let sex fix things, but it wasn’t the sex that continued to flow through my mind.

It was the words he said and the sincerity behind them that did it for me.

I know I had been avoiding him, but I needed to make sure with myself that I was ready to take him back.

I didn’t want to take him back and be all insecure and resentful, I wanted to try going back to how things were before.

My thoughts were interrupted by the vibrating of my phone in my pocket.

I pulled it out and smiled, it was a text from King.

He was asking me out to dinner. He was cool, shit sexy but I had this thing with Mazzier on my brain and I hated it.

I had decided that I was gonna fix it with him and see where this took us.

Just as I pushed the side button on my phone, I looked up and he was headed right toward me.

My mind had to have been paying tricks on me because I was only focused on him at this point.

“What room did they put Love in?” He asked.

“Right there.” I pointed.

He nodded and was about to walk off, but before he could, I grabbed his arm and stopped him.

“Hey, can I talk to you about something?” I asked.

He looked down at me confused before he nodded his head. “Wassup, G?”

“I mis?—”

“Mazzi, you said we were checking on your people then getting back to our night, Red and I are getting a little restless, baby.” I looked from his peering eyes to those of the same female from that night at the club.

As if ain’t this about a bitch was a person , I smirked and tilted my head to the side.

In that exact moment I felt stupid as fuck I dropped his arm as if it had the plague attached to it.

I mean here my goofy ass was about to pour my heart out to him and he was still out here maneuvering with the same female he swore didn’t mean anything to him.

That night I had allowed him to talk me out of my common sense with words that I thought I saw sincerity behind.

I was wrong though and I saw that now, I would never be it for Mazzier because he was accustomed to.

I felt like a fool in this exact moment for ever thinking we could be anything.

“What were you saying, G?” He asked, interrupting me from the deep thoughts I just found myself in.

“Nothing, enjoy your night.” I stepped back and turned around. Of course I heard him calling my name, but the further I walked away, the less I could hear it. I had to let go of the idea of there being a Mazzier and I because it wasn’t possible, especially not at this point.

When I finally reached my office, I expected to feel some type of tears falling but none did.

Instead I pulled my phone from my pocket about to call Autumn when I saw that I still hadn’t responded to King.

Instead of turning him down like I was about to a few minutes ago, I agreed and asked him what time.

King: Whatever time you’re free.

Me: 7ish?

King: Bet

For some reason the entire time I texted this man I held my breath, somehow I felt like I was doing wrong, when in reality I was moving on. I couldn’t and wouldn’t sulk.

“What do you mean you’re going on a date? My sister asked. She and Autumn had called me as I was walking in the door from work a few minutes ago. It was now six something, which meant I needed to have my ass ready to leave in the next forty-five minutes.

“You took Mazzier back?” Autumn asked, confused.

“No, I was going to but he had other plans, so instead of coming home I took my neighbor up on his offer to take me to dinner.” I shrugged as if they could see me.

“That’s what the fuck I’m talking about!” Autumn yelled in my ear, while my sister remained quiet. She was a diehard Mazzier fan and it was obvious. No matter what he did he could do no wrong in her eyes and she always made the excuse for him.

“What do you mean he had other plans?”

“He just did, Nadeen.” I didn’t care to explain right now as I walked through my big ass closet that I was in the midst of packing up.

“Hmph.” Then I heard the line beep. That meant she had hung up. I hated when he had these temper tantrums, but she’d get over it like she always did.

“She’ll get over it now, where are you guys going?” Autumn asked.

“I don’t know, should I not go?” I was beginning to second guess myself.

“Hehe hell. You’re going out, even if I have to come there and get you dressed my damn self.” Autumn threatened.

I laughed aloud and continued to look through my closet.

“Answer the damn FaceTime request so we can make sure you look less like a doctor and more like a ho.”

Pulling the phone away from my face I laughed hard as hell.

The funny thing is she actually meant it.

Once I answered and propped her up on the holder in my closet, I proceeded to look through my stuff.

It took me a minute but I’d finally picked out something and I had Autumn’s approval.

Once I got myself together and I was dressed she and I hung up and it was time for me to figure out what I’d do with my hair.

Usually I left it in a ponytail, but I went for a different approach today.

I decided to let it flow. It was freshly blown out anyways because I had to get an end clipping earlier this week.

Instead of packing my pores with makeup, I just applied a little lips gloss and walked toward my living room.

I wonder what the hell this man had in store for me.

The sound of my phone ringing pulled me from my thoughts and made me focus on it. I pulled it from my back pocket and he was calling. Quickly, I answered the phone. “Hello?”

“Yo, I hope yeen late to ya surgeries like this, Dr. Carson.” The slight accent and deepness in his voice brought a smile to my face.

“I did say seven-ish.” I laughed walking toward my front door. When I opened it, I walked back to the sofa to get my leather jacket. I was definitely gonna need it after letting Autumn talk me into wearing this lace material bodysuit.

“Where I’m from, that means earlier than seven.” Hearing his voice behind me made me turn around and look at him.

I laughed. “Well here it means later, shit much later.” I giggled before I grabbed my purse.

When I looked up at him he had the sexiest smirk on his face.

This man was handsome as fuck, I mean literally.

Once I turned out the lights and we exited my space, we stepped on the elevator and I could feel his eyes on me.

“Damn, you beautiful, Doc.”

I smiled. “Thank you.”

“No need.”

Once we stepped off of the elevator, he grabbed my hand which I gladly allowed him to take and he led me out of the lobby and into the parking garage.

He pressed the button on his fob and a matte black Rolls Royce Cullinan.

I had only seen this exact car in pictures and or on TV.

If you asked me, it wasn’t worth the money people paid for it. It looked too commercial.

“You must like cars.” He asked.

“You could say that.” I smiled over at him as we walked over and he opened the passenger side door for me. I was more so impressed with the inside of it. “I’m more of an admirer and I always say I’m gonna get another luxury car, but I end up talking myself out of it.”

“Why?” he asked when he got in on the other side of the car.

“Because I’m a creature of habit, I can’t see myself switching cars up like that. So I’m gonna ride the wheels off my wagon.”

He laughed before pushing the button to start the car. “I mean I feel you, but some days you feel what you wanna drive when you have options. Shit the only reason I drive this is because I don’t drive it often and you gotta turn it over instead of only letting it sit.”

I nodded. “Understandable. So, where are we going?”

He laughed. “I ain’t telling you that. Ask another question.”

I smirked. “Fine, what do you do for a living?”

He cut his eyes into my direction before he nodded his head. “I used to sell drugs, but I don’t like being shot at. So now I just invest in low- and no-income communities. Awh and I own a few restaurants back home.”

I nodded my head. It was refreshing for a man to be so honest, hell now I really wanted to know what the hell was wrong with him. He seemed close to perfect.

“That scare you?” He asked as he pulled into a boat docking yard.

“No, should it?” I turned and looked at him.

“Nah, just thought I’d put that out there.” He shrugged his shoulder and licked his lips.

“Nothing you tell me will scare me at this point in my life.”

He nodded. “We’ll see about that, Doc.” He opened his door and came over to help me out of the car. Once he had my hand and he was leading me toward the dimly lit harbor that led to one boat on the dock.

“You sure you aren’t trying to get me out here and kill me?” I asked looking at him.

“Nah, I’m tryna get to know ya with minimal distractions. Can I do that or do you need my?—”

“Yes, you can.”

Once we boarded what I now realized was a yacht , he led me to the front of it.

He had it beautifully set up for us to have dinner under the stars.

Now this was romantic as fuck and I could tell he was trying to knock me off my feet.

I couldn’t help but be impressed by the amount of effort he put into this.

No one had ever put this much thought into anything like this for me before.