probably shouldn't." The first drink had been quite potent, and Lalana feared another one might have her blatantly asking questions about MC ROC. As much as she wanted to, she figured doing so would ruin the evening for Logan. Everything in his face said he wasn't interested in anything other than bragging about how well he had done since high school. Lalana didn't have the heart to disappoint Logan by asking about anyone else.
"You sure?" he asked.
"Yeah, I think I'm good."
"I'd like to try a watermelon mojito this time," Logan told the waiter.
The minute Logan's drink arrived, Lalana eyed it with desire.
"See, I knew you'd want one," Logan teased. He laughed, and for the first time Lalana noticed his dimples.
"Okay, order one quick before I change my mind," she laughed.
By the time dessert rolled around, Lalana's head was spinning. Logan asked the waiter if the two could enjoy their cake outside; and the couple was moved to a cozy little table out on the deck. The night was just right - not too warm, and not too chilly.
* * * *
"I'm glad you decided to have dinner with me," Logan said as he and Lalana strolled the boardwalk after dinner. "Thanks For saying yes."
"No, thank you," Lalana responded.
Getting into Logan's car an hour later, Lalana found her nerve and asked why he wasn't driving for MC ROC that evening.
"Oh, he's out of town," Logan answered. "I think he had to go to New York on some business."
"Oh, New York, huh?"
"Yeah, he's been there for a week now."
This was music to Lalana's ears. That's why she hadn't heard from him! ROC wasn't ignoring her. He had been out of town! She couldn't wait to get home and call her girls.
It was midnight when Logan pulled up to Lalana's house. He walked around the car to open the door for her. "When can I see you again?" he asked.
Lalana hesitated. There was no way she could tell him she didn't want to see him again. The truth was, a part of her did - and not just because he might give up the goods on MC ROC.
"You know what, let me check my schedule and get back to you."
Logan's expression made her feel immediately guilty. "Oh, okay, that's cool," he muttered.
"I had a really good time," she said, hoping to ease his hurt.
"Oh, me too," he said. "That's why I hope you let me take you out again."
Lalana was ready to go. She wanted to get inside in case ROC called back.
"Um, I'm sure we'll hook up again," she said. "I mean, I had fun tonight."
"Okay, well, I'll wait for you to call me," he said, and walked Lalana to the door.
"I'll call you," she promised, then slipped inside and locked the door. Yes, she had a good time with Logan; and yes, he was a really nice guy. But she wanted - she needed - MC ROC.
Later that night Lalana she slept, thoughts of her sex-filled weekend with ROC danced around in her dreams.
Chapter Thirteen
The hot-pink Juicy Couture jumpsuit, or the burnt orange mini dress from BeBe? Lalana struggled to figure out what to wear to MC ROC's CD signing.
Lalana's radio blasted in her room. A Power 106 DJ was discussing an upcoming fashion show. Lalana half-listened as she held up different outfits to herself in her mirror.
"And yes," the DJ said, "LA's own MC ROC will be ripping the runway in this special feature, taped live to air on BET!"
Lalana dropped the couture jumpsuit as her phone rang.
"Lalana, can you see if MC ROC can get us into this fashion show tonight?" Lisa asked without a greeting.
Lalana panicked. How could she admit she had no way to reach MC ROC to ask for tickets since she didn't even know how to get in touch with him? "Yeah, lemme give him and call and see what he can do," she said without thinking.
"Cool, I'll call Tina and tell her to get ready. You want me to drive?"
"Nah, I probably need to take my own car in case-"
"No need to finish," Lisa interrupted. "It's cool, just see if he can get us in."
Lalana had barely hung up the phone when a text from Tina came in. She clearly knew Lisa had already gotten in
"You sure?" he asked.
"Yeah, I think I'm good."
"I'd like to try a watermelon mojito this time," Logan told the waiter.
The minute Logan's drink arrived, Lalana eyed it with desire.
"See, I knew you'd want one," Logan teased. He laughed, and for the first time Lalana noticed his dimples.
"Okay, order one quick before I change my mind," she laughed.
By the time dessert rolled around, Lalana's head was spinning. Logan asked the waiter if the two could enjoy their cake outside; and the couple was moved to a cozy little table out on the deck. The night was just right - not too warm, and not too chilly.
* * * *
"I'm glad you decided to have dinner with me," Logan said as he and Lalana strolled the boardwalk after dinner. "Thanks For saying yes."
"No, thank you," Lalana responded.
Getting into Logan's car an hour later, Lalana found her nerve and asked why he wasn't driving for MC ROC that evening.
"Oh, he's out of town," Logan answered. "I think he had to go to New York on some business."
"Oh, New York, huh?"
"Yeah, he's been there for a week now."
This was music to Lalana's ears. That's why she hadn't heard from him! ROC wasn't ignoring her. He had been out of town! She couldn't wait to get home and call her girls.
It was midnight when Logan pulled up to Lalana's house. He walked around the car to open the door for her. "When can I see you again?" he asked.
Lalana hesitated. There was no way she could tell him she didn't want to see him again. The truth was, a part of her did - and not just because he might give up the goods on MC ROC.
"You know what, let me check my schedule and get back to you."
Logan's expression made her feel immediately guilty. "Oh, okay, that's cool," he muttered.
"I had a really good time," she said, hoping to ease his hurt.
"Oh, me too," he said. "That's why I hope you let me take you out again."
Lalana was ready to go. She wanted to get inside in case ROC called back.
"Um, I'm sure we'll hook up again," she said. "I mean, I had fun tonight."
"Okay, well, I'll wait for you to call me," he said, and walked Lalana to the door.
"I'll call you," she promised, then slipped inside and locked the door. Yes, she had a good time with Logan; and yes, he was a really nice guy. But she wanted - she needed - MC ROC.
Later that night Lalana she slept, thoughts of her sex-filled weekend with ROC danced around in her dreams.
Chapter Thirteen
The hot-pink Juicy Couture jumpsuit, or the burnt orange mini dress from BeBe? Lalana struggled to figure out what to wear to MC ROC's CD signing.
Lalana's radio blasted in her room. A Power 106 DJ was discussing an upcoming fashion show. Lalana half-listened as she held up different outfits to herself in her mirror.
"And yes," the DJ said, "LA's own MC ROC will be ripping the runway in this special feature, taped live to air on BET!"
Lalana dropped the couture jumpsuit as her phone rang.
"Lalana, can you see if MC ROC can get us into this fashion show tonight?" Lisa asked without a greeting.
Lalana panicked. How could she admit she had no way to reach MC ROC to ask for tickets since she didn't even know how to get in touch with him? "Yeah, lemme give him and call and see what he can do," she said without thinking.
"Cool, I'll call Tina and tell her to get ready. You want me to drive?"
"Nah, I probably need to take my own car in case-"
"No need to finish," Lisa interrupted. "It's cool, just see if he can get us in."
Lalana had barely hung up the phone when a text from Tina came in. She clearly knew Lisa had already gotten in
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