right now. When are you going to learn Vee?” I asked standing up
grabbing my purse and cell phone. “Holla at me when you finally come to your
senses.”
I stomped outside like I was a five-year-old child instead of a grown ass
woman. I made it to my truck within a
mere minute. I looked over my shoulder pissed that Savannah didn’t follow me.
My nostrils flared in anger as I opened the door and hopped in. My cell phone
still hadn’t bothered to ring and that pissed me off even more. I threw my
purse in the passenger side seat as I unlocked my phone and dialed Savannah’s
number. She didn’t pick up.
“Bitch,” I mumbled to myself. I
placed my phone beside my purse and shook my head. “Here we go,” I muttered to
myself.
I hated to put Vee through this
again, but she has always been one of those types who had to learn things the
hard way. Brian was like all the rest I could see it in his eyes. I knew this
would break her heart but like always I would be there to pick up the pieces.
Chapter 2
Savannah
I was so embarrassed. I literally
wanted to crawl under the table and hide when Roxie decided to have a little
temper tantrum and stomp out of the restaurant. All eyes were on us and the
only thing I could do was apologize for my best friend’s behavior. She had the
nerve to call my phone. I rolled my eyes and kindly ignored it. She wanted to
act childish that was on her, but I refuse to entertain it.
I sighed as I looked up at Brian.
He is just as shocked as I am. I knew Roxie could be over the top, but this was
uncalled for. She has always been protective of me and I appreciate that, but
sometimes her presence could be suffocating. It’s like she wants me all to herself. My co-workers are always talking slick,
saying Roxie wants to eat my box, but I brush it off. Sometimes her behavior
put a lot of questions in my head.
“You okay baby?” Brian asked me
while rubbing my shoulder. I looked up at him and smiled.
“Yes, I’m sorry about that,” I
replied scooting over so he could sit down. He sat down in the booth beside me
and rubbed my arm. His touch alone sent a heat wave through my body. I cleared
my throat and tried to stay focused. “I did not expect for things to go down
like that.”
“It’s cool,” he said. I could
tell Roxie’s actions caught him off guard. “Is there something else-,”
I looked at him sideways. “Hell
no. I don’t get down like that,” I frowned pissed off at his question and
accusing eyes.
“I’m just playing baby. Dayum,
calm down,” he said grabbing me in a bear hug and kissing the back of my neck.
Here he was again invading my
personal space and it was getting harder for me to resist his touch. Brian and I have been dating for the past five
months and have yet to reach third base. I wanted to take things a little slow.
I recently had a bad breakup with my
boyfriend of eight years and I’m still trying to get over that.
I shrugged Brian off and scooted
over to put some space between us. I could tell he was a little upset, but he
knew the deal when we first started talking, I wanted to take things slow. From
the look, he just gave me I assumed he
didn’t realize that I meant this slow. I was feeling him and we do have good
times together, but I just want to make sure I’m ready to go there with him. I
don’t want to have any regrets later.
“Let’s get out of here,” he said
reaching into his wallet throwing a few dollar bills down on the table.
On the ride back to my place, I could tell something was up because he
was quiet. Too quiet. I say this because he can talk and at times it was hard
for me to get a word in edgewise. I looked over at him and watched as he bobbed his head to French Montanna’s “Pop That”.
The tension in the car bothered me and I wanted to know what was up. At first,
I figured it may have had something to do with Roxie, but my gut told me it was
something deeper than that.
“Okay, what’s wrong?” I