she asked, her mind still filled with haze from the night before.
Clearing her throat, Catrina went to roll over onto her back and found herself pressed against a hard male body. Squeezing her eyes shut, she remembered. David, he’d stopped by the night before to catch a movie and dinner with his brother and Chantel. Somehow they never made it to the movie theater. He ended up staying the night and a very long night it had been, if her memory served her correctly.
She winced, it did. Times like this reminded her of that New Year’s Eve party in ninety-eight when she’d decided to speak to him again after two years of ignoring him. Coming to the decision had been anything but easy. The hardest thing being her having to bite back her pride to do it. Since he’d made several attempts over the first year to reconcile their broken relationship she didn’t think that he would see it as a problem.
They’d been at Casey’s house and she’d been debating over the idea since her last relationship had ended. She sat in a corner watching David and his date fawn all over him. She could tell that he hated it. The woman in her had hated the tingle of jealousy she’d felt.
“I thought you weren’t coming,” Briannah had said to her friend after having observed her watch David. She had done enough staring in that direction as well since Tyree sat there with David discussing business opportunities.
After continuous trying on his part, Tyree had convinced Briannah that they would be good together.
She’d frowned. “Case is my best friend and I certainly wouldn’t miss this party because of him.” It had been as if the party around them had stopped despite all of the noise that had been fluttering about.
“Come on, it’s been a long ass time. And if it was just about him cheating on you, you would have been just dropped this. He’s been asking about you and how you like school.”
She’d been right. It had been over two years. “Maybe he should just ask me himself.” She took a sip of the Bacardi Breezer she’d been drinking.
Briannah’s eyebrows had arched at the news causing her to frown. “So where’d the Cat get this new attitude?”
Catrina had shrugged. “He’s good in bed.”
“What? Are you the hell crazy?” she asked even as she spied Casey flirting with Daemon. Catrina had laughed.
“I’d rather the two of you get back together,” Briannah had said, even though she’d been very adamant that they break up. “Not use him for sex, heffa.”
“Bri, don’t go there with me. Plus, he was good at it.”
Briannah had shaken her head. “You know that it’s all or nothing with him—”
Why is it always about what he wants? she’d wondered. He wanted her, dammit, and he’d go by her terms.
“Not this time. It’ll be my way.” She’d be in control.
“I still say that it’s a mistake”
“What’s a mistake?” Casey had joined the conversation. “What are you two hussies talking about?”
“Your best friend is thinkin’ about sleepin’ with Dave.”
Casey’s face had lit up. She always had been the romantic. “Y’all gettin’ back together?”
“Sleep with him, Case baby. Not a relationship,” Briannah had explained.
Casey had frowned then. Disapproval had been written all over her face. A virgin, Casey believed that you only shared yourself in that intimate way if you loved that person you shared those intimacies with.
“Don’t say anything,” Catrina had warned.
“I just don’t want you stressed out over him again.” Casey had stated. Their break-up had cause Catrina to move with her grandmother in New Jersey for Catrina’s last year of high school.
“I think I can handle myself,” she returned.
Casey had decided to change the subject since her best friend had a hard head. She knew that hard heads made soft behinds. After scanning the room she found where Briannah’s eyes were glued, she had her next target.
“So, Briannah I heard that you blacked
Clearing her throat, Catrina went to roll over onto her back and found herself pressed against a hard male body. Squeezing her eyes shut, she remembered. David, he’d stopped by the night before to catch a movie and dinner with his brother and Chantel. Somehow they never made it to the movie theater. He ended up staying the night and a very long night it had been, if her memory served her correctly.
She winced, it did. Times like this reminded her of that New Year’s Eve party in ninety-eight when she’d decided to speak to him again after two years of ignoring him. Coming to the decision had been anything but easy. The hardest thing being her having to bite back her pride to do it. Since he’d made several attempts over the first year to reconcile their broken relationship she didn’t think that he would see it as a problem.
They’d been at Casey’s house and she’d been debating over the idea since her last relationship had ended. She sat in a corner watching David and his date fawn all over him. She could tell that he hated it. The woman in her had hated the tingle of jealousy she’d felt.
“I thought you weren’t coming,” Briannah had said to her friend after having observed her watch David. She had done enough staring in that direction as well since Tyree sat there with David discussing business opportunities.
After continuous trying on his part, Tyree had convinced Briannah that they would be good together.
She’d frowned. “Case is my best friend and I certainly wouldn’t miss this party because of him.” It had been as if the party around them had stopped despite all of the noise that had been fluttering about.
“Come on, it’s been a long ass time. And if it was just about him cheating on you, you would have been just dropped this. He’s been asking about you and how you like school.”
She’d been right. It had been over two years. “Maybe he should just ask me himself.” She took a sip of the Bacardi Breezer she’d been drinking.
Briannah’s eyebrows had arched at the news causing her to frown. “So where’d the Cat get this new attitude?”
Catrina had shrugged. “He’s good in bed.”
“What? Are you the hell crazy?” she asked even as she spied Casey flirting with Daemon. Catrina had laughed.
“I’d rather the two of you get back together,” Briannah had said, even though she’d been very adamant that they break up. “Not use him for sex, heffa.”
“Bri, don’t go there with me. Plus, he was good at it.”
Briannah had shaken her head. “You know that it’s all or nothing with him—”
Why is it always about what he wants? she’d wondered. He wanted her, dammit, and he’d go by her terms.
“Not this time. It’ll be my way.” She’d be in control.
“I still say that it’s a mistake”
“What’s a mistake?” Casey had joined the conversation. “What are you two hussies talking about?”
“Your best friend is thinkin’ about sleepin’ with Dave.”
Casey’s face had lit up. She always had been the romantic. “Y’all gettin’ back together?”
“Sleep with him, Case baby. Not a relationship,” Briannah had explained.
Casey had frowned then. Disapproval had been written all over her face. A virgin, Casey believed that you only shared yourself in that intimate way if you loved that person you shared those intimacies with.
“Don’t say anything,” Catrina had warned.
“I just don’t want you stressed out over him again.” Casey had stated. Their break-up had cause Catrina to move with her grandmother in New Jersey for Catrina’s last year of high school.
“I think I can handle myself,” she returned.
Casey had decided to change the subject since her best friend had a hard head. She knew that hard heads made soft behinds. After scanning the room she found where Briannah’s eyes were glued, she had her next target.
“So, Briannah I heard that you blacked
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