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  Logan dropped her head, but he released her hands and picked it back up. “Don’t be embarrassed. You don’t know me. I get that, and that’s why I need to know what to do to put you at ease.”

  “I guess nothing.” She inhaled when he leaned closer to her mouth as if waiting for a kiss. Logan pulled away, and he smiled. “I’ll be fine. We can get in.”

  “You wearing a bra and panties?”

  She nodded.

  “Cool.” Jackson began to undress until he was in a pair of navy-blue Nike briefs with an orange line down each side.

  Father in Heaven! She shook her head. One day she’d learn to stop putting herself in situations that made her want to sin. Jackson’s body was slim, a lot slimmer than Yeshi’s, but it was sexy. Since she didn’t have a specific type, she didn’t have any complaints.

  “Undress,” he told her.

  Logan looked down at herself and immediately began to get uncomfortable again. She did not want to have sex with that man, but she didn’t want to stand there and not enjoy what she was doing either.

  “Lord, help me,” Logan mumbled before grabbing the bottom of her dress and pulling it over her head.

  “Gotdamn, girl. Lord help me too,” Jackson said aloud, making Logan nervous.

  As soon as her dress was over her head, she tossed it on the chair closest to her and hurried to get in the water before she lost her nerve.

  “Be careful. Test the water first,” Jackson scolded.

  “It’s fine.” Logan moved further into the water and slid down until she was seated comfortably on the built-in bench.

  The warm water was so relaxing that her eyes closed, and her head fell back. She was laid back, lost in her mind and enjoying the feeling when she felt Jackson’s hands on her feet. She’d been so gone that she hadn’t even heard him get into the water. Her eyes popped open, and she jerked away, he caught her.

  “Be still. Let me rub your feet. I know they’re hurting from the high ass heels you were wearing.”

  Logan smiled and allowed him to massage her feet. “You must be an angel like me?” she asked him with a smile on her face.

  “I might be.”

  “You have to be. You’re too gentle and kind not to be.” She looked around. “Then you brought me here, and I don’t even know where here is, but it has to be somewhere near Heaven. It’s so beautiful.”

  Jackson had removed his hat, so she could now see his whole face, and it was so boyishly handsome. He didn’t have the rugged look like most men; he was the pretty type like Onyx. That was it! She’d been trying to figure out who he put her in the mind of all night, and it was Onyx. The way he dressed and carried himself was extremely similar to Onyx.

  “It’s not Heaven, but it’s cool. I’m glad you like it.”

  “Do you live here?”

  He nodded. “My house is around here somewhere.”

  “I’ll have to visit you one day.”

  Jackson flirted with his eyes as he held her foot up and rubbed the bottom of it. Logan closed her eyes and squeezed her thighs tighter. Him touching her feet was apparently touching some sort of nerve in her foot that was connected to her girl because she was tingling something crazy.

  “I hope it’s one day soon. You familiar with the area?”

  “I know my way around a little, but I’m not from here.” Logan looked down at the black sand beneath her. “Do you bring all of your women here? Is this like a seduction method?”

  Jackson smiled then laughed. Like, really laughed. Hard. So hard that Logan released a snicker or two.

  “Nah, I actually don’t come out much at all anymore. I used to practically live out here, but ever since I moved, I’m only here when I visit.”

  That got Logan’s attention. “You don’t live here?”

  “Nah, I stay in Los Angeles. My dad lives here; I just visit from time to time.”

  That was news to her. Almost saddening, but she wouldn’t show it. It was probably for the better anyway. There was no way she could carry on a full relationship with Yeshi and possibly Jackson at the same time. She wasn’t player enough for that.

  “What do you do out there?”

  “I own a few businesses, nothing too major.”

  Logan touched his mouth with the foot he was holding near his face. “Stop being modest.”

  Jackson quickly flicked his tongue across the bottom of her foot before winking. “I’m not being modest, I’m being truthful. My businesses aren’t anything major. I just make the best of them.”

  Still burning up from him licking the bottom of her foot, Logan couldn’t think of a response to his statement, so she remained quiet.

  “Tell me about your man. Will he make it easy for me to take you from him?”

  “Good question.” She slid her bottom lip through her teeth. “I don’t know. I’d like to say no, but after tonight, I’m not so sure.”

  “What’d he do?”

  “Flirting with another woman in my face.”

  “Are you the jealous type?”

  Logan shook her head. “Not at all, but I won’t be disrespected either.”

  “Noted.” Jackson switched feet, and Logan watched him as he focused on massaging her feet for a minute before looking back at her. “How long do you think I’ll be able to borrow you before he starts hitting you up?”

  “I don’t know. Let’s just enjoy each other until he does.”

  Jackson agreed and continued to rub her feet until he was satisfied. When Logan noticed him gliding through the water toward her, she began to get nervous again. It wasn’t until he was directly in front of her with both of his hands resting on the concrete behind her head that she was able to take another breath. They locked eyes and watched each other for a minute before he leaned forward and pecked her lips.

  “My apologies if I was out of line, but they were calling me.”

  “You’re fine.”

  His eyebrows raised. “So, I can kiss on you a little bit?”

  Logan nodded, and he obliged. For the rest of the time she was there with him, they kissed, talked, and laughed. It was so enjoyable that when she noticed it was almost six o’clock in the morning, she thought twice about leaving, but she had to get home. She wasn’t sure if Yeshi was there waiting for her or not, but she did know that she had to be at work at eight, and she hadn’t gotten a wink of sleep.

  “You sure you have to go? I can order us some breakfast.” He held her hand as they stood in their wet undergarments.

  “If I didn’t have to go, I would cook you breakfast, but I have to work tomorrow.”

  “Stay with me, I’ll pay you.”

  Logan blushed. “As good as that sounds, no. I have a respectable rapport with my boss, and I’d like to keep it that way.”

  “Can I take you to lunch today then?”

  Logan smiled harder than ever before as she shook her head from side to side. “I’ll call you, though. I promise.”

  Jackson looked like he wanted to keep begging but decided not to and nodded instead. “If you don’t, I’ll be calling you.” He kissed her hand. “Believe that.”

  After that, he walked to grab Logan a towel from the large glass closet near the chairs. She watched him wrap one around his waist before handing her the one he’d grabbed for her. He busied himself grabbing her shoes and dress while she dried her body. When he came back, he turned his back to her.

  “Get dressed, I won’t watch. I can already tell you don’t want me to.”

  Logan was impressed not only by how quickly he’d learned her but by how much respect he had for her. She blushed when she thought about how used to it she could get. After gathering her wet panties and bra in her hand and pulling her dress down on her damp skin, she tapped his back, and he faced her.

  Jackson’s eyes roamed appreciatively over her body before he licked his lips. Let me grab you a bag real quick. She watched him return to that same closet and remove a large, purple nylon bag with pink and gold lettering that said GP
on the front. She wasn’t sure what the emblem stood for but didn’t bother to ask. He helped her put her things in it before grabbing her hand and leading her back down the stairs.

  “Get on my back, I’ll carry you to your car.”

  Jackson squatted in front of her when they reached the gravel again. Logan wanted to hop on his back to avoid getting her feet dirty or cut, but Jackson didn’t really look like he could carry her, and the last thing she wanted to do was fall.

  “I don’t know, Jackson. I’m a little on the heavy side.”

  He looked at her with a small frown. “Man, I know I’m a li’l nigga, but I swear I got you. Come on.”

  Logan held her breath and got onto his back. She was so high of the ground when he stood to his feet that she felt like she could see for miles. They quietly walked to her car before he put her back down.

  “Call me, aight?”

  Logan nodded. “I will, promise.”

  Jackson smiled and grabbed her chin. His lips touched hers softly before he backed away while smiling. Logan watched him for a little longer before getting in her car and programming her GPS. It took her a minute, but once she got back to the main highway, she sped home… wearing an irreplaceable smile the whole way.

  7. I’m Not the One to Play With

  “Nigga, you ain’t never gon’ find another whip if you don’t get your ass off that phone,” Killian told Yeshi as he bent down to pick up Cali’s cup for the thousandth time that day. “Aye li’l girl, don’t throw this cup again, or I’ma drink all the juice out this bitch and put it in the trash.”

  Cali’s face lit up as she tossed the pink and green cup to the ground again. This time, instead of picking it back up, Killian left it on the ground and pretended to walk past it. The moment he did, Cali leaned over his shoulder reaching for it with fake cries on her lips.

  “Your li’l hardheaded ass will listen next time, won’t you?” He picked the cup up and sucked the top of it before giving it back to her.

  After propping one of her elbows on Killian’s shoulder, Cali began to drink from her cup and twirl her hair. Yeshi had finally looked up from his phone long enough to observe the joys of his boy being a father.

  “Why you suck the top like that?”

  Killian took his attention from Cali and gave it to Yeshi. “Because, nigga, it hit this dirty ass floor. I’m not about to have my baby sucking all them nasty ass germs. I’d rather do it than her.”

  Yeshi smiled and nodded. “I don’t know if nobody told you or not, but you good at this daddy shit.”

  “I’m trying.”

  “You got it down pat my gee.”

  Killian held his fist out to bump Yeshi’s. “Appreciate it. You ready to find something now?”

  Yeshi and Killian both began to look around the car lot again. They’d been there all morning test driving and price comparing, and Yeshi had yet to make up his mind. All he knew was that he wanted something fly. He’d grown accustomed to nice things, and Logan’s little Camry was killing his image.

  “I really think I’ma just get that truck.” He pointed at the large black pickup with the off-road tires on it. “I ain’t really feeling no car right now. I’m too big for them little ass things.”

  “Bet. I like it. The price is good too.”

  Yeshi rubbed his chin. “It is. The only thing is Logan’s short ass. She’s won’t ever be able to climb up in that shit.”

  “I don’t know what you’re worried about Logan and your truck for. That girl ain’t fucking with you no more.”

  Yeshi’s body got tight. It had been two days since the club incident with East’s sister, and she had been giving him the cold shoulder ever since. She’d been so stiff on him, that she only halfway even acknowledged his presence. He was almost positive that if she wasn’t a genuinely nice person, she probably would have erased him from her life.

  “Man, don’t say that.”

  Killian chuckled as he rubbed his fingers through Cali’s little ponytail. She had her head on his shoulder, looking like she was on the verge of sleep, and Killian was clearly about to get her there.

  “What else you want me to say? You know damn well if anybody was gon’ lie to you, it ain’t me.”

  Yeshi held his head down and shook it. “I know, but she’s just mad right now. She’ll come back around in a few days.”

  “She still ain’t speaking to you?”

  Yeshi shook his head, and Killian erupted in laughter.

  “Yo stupid ass.” He chuckled.

  “Man, that was your hoe ass sister-in-law. She started this shit. From the moment she walked up in that section she had been eyeing me. I knew she was gon’ try me. I could see it in her eyes.” Yeshi smiled confidently as he thought back to the way Jerian had displayed her interest in him. “I just figured she would do that shit in private. I ain’t think the hoe was gon’ get it popping right in front of my shorty like that.” Now there was a smile. Yeshi had always liked a straight forward woman, and Jerian was clearly that.

  Killian’s finger wagging in his face got his attention. “See, that’s your problem right fucking now.”

  “I know, shit.”

  “You ain’t ready for no serious shit. I knew that when you and Logan first started kicking it. That’s why I ain’t really want her with you, but she’s grown, and I ain’t her daddy.” Killian stopped talking and held Cali’s little body up in front of him to see her face as she coughed. “What’s wrong with daddy’s baby? That nasty ass juice made you sick?”

  The look of concern on his face as he spoke to the baby in a soft voice momentarily made Yeshi forget his problems. He’d always felt like Killian was a good dude, but the way he handled East’s daughter was past commendable. He was better with her than East was, and it was definitely real nigga shit that Yeshi had the utmost respect for.

  “There you go.” He patted her back. “You got it all out?”

  Though Cali didn’t respond verbally, she laid back down on his chest with both of her little arms circling his neck. Killian kissed the side of her face a few times before looking back at Yeshi.

  “What, nigga? You don’t need to be watching me. You need to be watching these damn cars, so we can go. It’s my baby’s nap time.”

  “Them damn babies gon’ have your ass wrapped around they li’l fingers.”

  Killian’s smile widened. “Already do. I was rubbing on East’s stomach last night. I hope it’s another girl. Cali be making my fucking heart melt. I need another one who looks just like East.”

  “What? Why would you want to worry about all that ass?” Yeshi shook his head. “If you have a son, you only have to worry about one dick, but when you have a daughter, you have to worry about all the dicks. Fuck no. I want me a li’l junior, and that’s it. You can keep all them li’l women.”

  Killian laughed hysterically at Yeshi, but Yeshi was serious. He’d entertained the thought of kids a lot since meeting Logan, and not once had he given a thought to having a daughter. The women he already had stressed him out enough. He didn’t need to add another one.

  “Shid, at the pace you’re going, you ain’t never gon’ have none anyway, so you’re good. Unless you make Jerian pop you one out. Their family makes cute kids.” Killian pecked Cali’s open mouth as she slept.

  “Fuck no!” Yeshi began to walk again. “I want my kids by Logan. She’s got a good head on her shoulders. I’d probably have a whole little children’s church fooling with her ass.”

  “You know them church girls be the biggest freaks.”

  “I can believe it. Logan ain’t, though.” Yeshi paused before disclosing too much, but then he changed his mind. Killian was his best friend. “I fucked on her a couple of times, and she ain’t know shit. Pussy was biting, though. Can’t even front on that shit.”

  Killian’s eyes bucked. “Nigga, you lying. That girl ain’t fuck you.”

  Yeshi looked at Killian as if he should have known better. “I know I’ve been down for a minute,
but you must have forgotten who the fuck you were talking to.” His signature smile flashed in Killian’s direction. “You know I ain’t never been the nigga not to bag the good bitches.”

  “I know, but Logan? I had higher hopes for my li’l potnah.”

  Yeshi shrugged. “I mean, you can keep your hopes up there. She don’t let me get it like that. It’s only been twice, and one of the times I think was out of sympathy. It was right after Tana died.”

  “Pussy is pussy, my gee. I don’t care how you get it.” Killian held his hand out and dapped Yeshi up. “But you said it was biting, though?”

  “Nigga, listen, gripping like a muthafucka. Had my damn knees buckling.”

  “Good shit. Real good shit. All you have to do is teach her how to fuck now, and you’re good.”

  “Shit, I need to get her back first. She been walking around her house like I’m not even there. Then, the other night after the club, you know how I was rushing to get back to her spot before her?”

  Killian nodded.

  “How about I got there, and she was nowhere to be found. Came strolling her ass in when the sun was coming up. I don’t know where the hell she was, but her hair looked kind of wet. I was pissed the fuck off.”

  “Did she say anything to you?”

  “Nah, but you know I hopped up and said something to her. I asked her where the hell she’d been, and you know what that li’l slick mouth muthafucka said to me?”

  Killian laughed as he nodded.

  “That she was out getting wet for a real nigga.” Yeshi closed his eyes and took a deep breath while grabbing the bridge of his nose as he felt himself getting angry all over again. “I was so mad, I almost slapped the shit out of her.”

  Killian was in a full fit of laughter while Yeshi stood in front of him seething. Logan’s little stunt had taken him back to the old Yeshi, and he really had to walk away from her before he’d punched her for real. He didn’t beat on women, but he’d damn sure make her think he would. Maybe then she’d think twice about playing mind games with him the next time.

  “Logan’s mouth is smarter than a muthafucka. She be saying shit that you wouldn’t even expect to come out.”