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and removed my heels.
    “Let me prove it to you, Goldie. I swear I’m serious.” He dropped down to the floor in front of me. “I really have been doing some thinking, and I realized that you were everything I wanted. I was just childish and didn’t realize the goddess I had in front of me.”
    “Ethan—”
    “You don’t love me?”
    “Yes, but—”
    “Aight then. Give me a little trial run, ma. I swear you won’t regret it. You know a nigga always loved you, I was just too young to handle my shit like a man, G.”
    He was pecking my exposed thighs as he stared up into my eyes, silently pleading for me to give him another chance. Truthfully, I missed being in a relationship, and sometimes I did find myself begrudgingly yearning for his no good ass. I mean how harmful could it be for me to give him a trial run? Fuck that, I knew it would hurt me like crazy, but I still had love for him. I didn’t wanna miss out on what we could build together if he in fact had changed.
    “Okay, but this is just a trial, Ethan, you better not fuck me over,” I threatened as he pulled on my panties.
    Once they were off, he pressed his face between my legs and began sucking on my clit gently. Damn, I forgot how good he was at giving head. I spread my legs wider for him, and let him go to town on me with his mouth. He was sucking and lapping up my juices like a dog that hadn’t drank water in years. My fresh acrylic scraped against the couch as I cried out in pleasure.
    “Baby, I missed you,” I whined as I gripped his dreads into my hand. “Ahhh, fuck.” I released and he cleaned me up with his tongue. He stood up to unbuckle his jeans, but I stopped him. “Thanks, but I’m tired now.” I pushed him towards the door as he protested and stumbled back.
    “For real, Goldie?” he hissed once he was outside.
    “For real, and your trial just started so be good.”
    And with that, I slammed the door and headed to the back to take a hot bubble bath. At least my night ended with a good ass nut.
     

Chapter Two: Kimberlyn
    Yes, that same night…it ain’t over yet…
    I woke up in the middle of the night with a full bladder. TQ was behind me, hugging me tightly in his arms. I couldn’t believe all that had transpired the night before, or early this morning. I went to the party expecting to chill with my crush, Gang, and ended up leaving with a nigga like TQ. I never would’ve thought in a million years that someone like him would be interested in me. I was still waiting to wake up from this dream. I couldn’t say that I wasn’t happy about it though.
    I moved from his embrace, and then padded to my purse. I took my iPhone out and saw I had some texts from Goldie, my grandmother, and Matikah. I took my phone with me, and then went in search of the bathroom. Once I found it, I went in, closed the door, and sat down on the toilet to pee and text.
    Gran: Where are you?
    Me: A friend’s house, will be home tomorrow.
    Goldie: I’m so mad at you. Don’t be dumb, Beri.
    Matikah: Goldie is a hater because she didn’t bag Britain, lol. Goodnight and keep your legs closed hoe.
    I chuckled at Matikah’s text, and then set my phone on the sink. I wiped myself, flushed, and then pulled my panties up before washing my hands. Grabbing my phone, I padded back to the bedroom, and climbed into bed with TQ. He was even fine when he slept. I’d never seen a man that attractive up close before.
    I laid down facing him, and just stared for a little bit. I could feel the air he exhaled from his nose, which tickled mine. I was very attracted to him, but I wasn’t sure if I was ready to entertain someone like him. He was a criminal, and not some little petty thief who robbed liquor stores or snatched purses, he was a for real Al Capone type. Gang was no small time crook either, but I could tell he and TQ were worlds apart.
    I always thought I would marry a teacher or something simple, yet here I was in the bed of a notorious ruffian. Scared