Red looked over his shoulder at me as he dug through his drawer, searching for a shirt. Once he had an ash grey one in his hands, he pulled it over his head and walked into his closet.
“Yeah, something like that. I didn't do too much, just caught up on some much needed rest. Nonie went to New York, so I was on my own last night.” I purposely left out the fact that I chilled with Jock and his son for most of the night, but threw in the fact that Nonie was in New York to see if he would react.
“Good thing for that, cause you gon’ need to be well rested when I see you later.” Damn, he totally ignored the New York thing.
“Hmm, I hear you.” I watched as he removed the basketball shorts that he was wearing, exposing a nice thick imprint that had my cravings kicking in. Red’s size was just right, not some ridiculous monster that hurt more than helped, and believe me when I say he was an expert at using it. I was pulsing right now just thinking about it. Jock and Red both had a stroke game worth talking about, which was why I was stuck in this situation in the first damn place.
Once Red had his jeans on and buttoned, he walked over to me and stepped between my legs. With his hands gently on my shoulders, he pressed against them until I was on my back and his body hovered over mine. My eyes moved down his chest, to his waist, and then back up to his sexy lips that were moving toward me. When they met mine and his body grinded against me, I was gone. Damn.
After he lifted his head, a smirk spread across his face and he delivered a few more pecks before getting up and adjusting himself.
“I’m not fucking with you like that, Kiz, or I’ll miss my damn meeting. The fuck it look like if the boss don't show up? We can finish this later, though.”
Once again, he was moving around his room putting the finishing touches on his clothes and getting ready to leave. I sat up and watched while we made small talk. Not really about anything important because my mind was a million miles away, while Red acted like he didn't have a care in the world. His behavior was normal, nothing about him seemed different, but facts were facts. Nonie had seen him with some other trick, and I had to find out what was going on. But for now, I was just gon’ sit on it.
*****
“Well?” Nonie asked as soon as I walked into her office and her eyes met mine.
I kicked off my shoes and plopped down on her leather sofa. With a sigh, I adjusted the cream satin throw pillow under my head before I propped my feet up on the opposite end and crossed my ankles. I then folded my arms and covered my face with them.
When I didn't say anything, Nonie did. “Kizzie, don't make me come over there and slap your emotional ass. What did he say? Are you crying? You better not be crying.”
“Hoe, ain't nobody crying.” I lifted my arms and narrowed my eyes at Nonie. She was staring dead at me, looking like she really did wanna slap me, but her expression made me laugh.
“Kizzie, why are you laughing? You're really making me wanna slap your stupid ass for real, for real. What did Red say when you told him?”
“You can come over here and try, but we gon’ tear this office up if you do,” I said, covering my face again with my arms. “He didn't say anything because I didn't tell him.”
“You didn't tell him? Why the hell not, Kiz? I hope you don't think I’m lying.”
I could tell from the tone in Nonie’s voice that she was a little put off by me not telling Red, but she knew better than to think I would doubt anything she told me.
“Stop being so damn dramatic, Nonie. You know I believe you, but I just needed a minute to figure out my next move. I mean, it's not like I’m innocent in this whole thing either. I can't really talk, so for now I’m just sitting on it.”
“Wait, so you’re staying with him?”
I thought about her question for a minute before I answered. Technically, I was, but what that meant, I wasn't sure of. “Kinda sorta, I guess.”
“Kiz, why? I mean, you're doing dirt, but I don't care what you do, that nigga shouldn't be doing shit like that. It's just disrespectful, especially because that hoe was cheap and skanky.” I could hear the smile in Nonie’s voice before she laughed, which made me laugh along with her stupid ass.
“True, but I don't know what I want, Nonie. I mean, you know me. I don't think I’m ready to let go of Jock yet, and I still want Red too. It works for you, so why can't it work for me?”
“Don't even, Kiz. My situation is totally different. You think I like knowing that Siah is with other women? Hell no, in fact I hate him for it, but I’m stuck. Every time I try to walk away, I can't. No matter who I’m with, it's always gonna be about him, and I’m fooling myself to think that it won't be. I’m in love with a man who will probably never love me back. That ain't no type of life, Kiz.”