The Roof is on Fire by Brenda Hampton Page B

think.”
    â€œYes, ma’am. I’m goin’ to get my perm now.”
    Chase laughed and shook her head. I hurried to the closet before Jaylin changed his mind. I couldn’t believe he was going to let me do this, but when I returned to the living room area, he took the relaxer box from my hand.
    â€œWhat the hell is a relaxer? Is it supposed to relax me?”
    â€œAll its gon’ do is wave your hair more,” Roc said, lying. “I don’t know why Jada so hyped about puttin’ that shit in your hair.”
    Chase had already made her way to the living room to see what was up. “I don’t suspect it’s going to do anything either. You can’t straighten natural curls.”
    Jaylin gave the box back to me. “Wash my hair first. It’s still sweaty from earlier.”
    He made his way to the kitchen, and when I looked at Chase and Roc, they had smirks on their faces. They definitely knew what time it was. This fool was about to burn.
    â€œCome on, sweetie,” I said to Jaylin as he stood by the sink. “I’m goin’ to get a bath towel and some shampoo.”
    He waited until I returned with the towel and shampoo. By then, he had his shirt off, displaying his perfectly carved chest. His shortshung low and his bulge always made it appear that he was hard and ready. I swear I wanted to drop to my knees or bend the fuck over in front of him. Either way, I couldn’t go wrong.
    As soon as he bent over and put his head underneath the faucet, I squeezed the shampoo in my hand and got to work.
    â€œThat feels guuud,” Jaylin moaned as I massaged my fingers in his hair, washing it. He had a good grade of healthy hair. I hoped the perm wouldn’t fuck it up too bad. I seriously couldn’t believe he was going to let me do this, but I guess it said a lot about him keeping his word. I now felt better about the money he said he’d give me, if I won this challenge.
    Chase came into the kitchen to check on the baked chicken she had in the oven.
    â€œAlmost done,” she said. “You and Jaylin need to hurry up and get out of the kitchen, especially while I’m trying to cook. Couldn’t you have done that in the bathroom?”
    I ignored Chase’s comment, but whispered for her to come by me and Jaylin.
    â€œMove his shorts,” I whispered to her.
    She chuckled and didn’t hesitate to reach her hand inside of his shorts.
    â€œWhat you doing, Jada?” Jaylin turned his head to the side. His eyes were closed because of the dripping shampoo and water. I kept on massaging his hair while Chase massaged something else.
    â€œMy hands are in your hair,” I said. “I don’t know what you’re referrin’ to.”
    â€œYou know damn well what I’m referrin’ to.”
    â€œAw, that. Roc, please get your hands off that man’s nuts so I can finish washin’ his hair.”
    Jaylin jumped up and backed away from the sink. His face was drenched with shampoo and water dripping down it. So was hischest, but the most exciting part to see was his hard dick poking through his shorts.
    Chase and I stood like two innocent angels who hadn’t done a thing. Roc walked by the kitchen, shaking his head. “I know you didn’t think my hands were on yo shit, did you?”
    â€œNo, I didn’t, but I jumped up because somebody was about to get a handful of sperm.”
    Jaylin winked at Chase. For whatever reason, I didn’t like it. He was starting to give her way too much attention. She loved every bit of it.
    â€œThe pleasure would’ve been all mine,” she said. “Maybe next time, huh?”
    â€œNext time,” Roc said, turning to walk away. “Keep me out of it. I’m gettin’ ready to wash some clothes. Chase, before you touch my food, be sure to wash your hands.”
    I guess he was still hot with Chase from earlier. His tone said so. Or it probably bothered