Page 12 of Still Yours

“I figured you were. I noticed you haven’t been yourself lately, too. Shit is about to get better for us. I had this party planned for a while, but a nigga got super busy earlier with that nigga, Burner. Oh, and I got something for you.”

Breaking away from their hug, he reached down into his black-and-white marijuana leaf-printed sock and pulled out a small gold cardboard jewelry box.

When she opened it, there was a gold necklace and a charm with her name on it. The charm had diamond cuts throughout the script of her name, and it was 18-karat gold.

“Thank you. This is really nice. I wish I had known we were getting each other gifts like this. I would have saved up and got you something nicer than the new Jordans.” She laughed.

“Ain’t no thang, I wanted those kicks anyway. I felt like I needed to do something nice for you, though. I know I been takin’ care of us financially, but you been takin’ care of a nigga mentally since the day of my mother’s funeral.

You’ve had my back, listened to me when I talked, and you’re so delicate with your advice. I appreciate you for that, love. Your company has kept me out of some deeper shit than I am in now. I make sure I come home most nights because of you. So, I wanted to get this for you.”

Feeling every word he said, she was happy to know he appreciated her company too. He was right; he took care of everything. She made a little money on the side doing hair, and he never asked her for a dime. She tried many times to give him money, but he always refused.

“Thank you, Dexz. I really appreciate you.”

He put her necklace on for her and then realized Kayla hadn’t come back with their cups. He looked through the balcony window, and he didn’t see her inside the room.

“Where did ya’ girl go?” Pretti asked, realizing he was looking for her.

He pulled out his phone and saw he had a text from Kayla. He read it.

Kayla: I saw you were having a good time with your “best friend,” so I went to our room to lie down. Have your fun, and I’ll see you later tonight. Don’t do nothing I wouldn’t do, Dexten.

“She left…”

She laughed. “She seen you huggin’ me and got jealous, I bet. I don’t know why you huggin’ me anyway. You don’t like me.”

He chuckled. “All y’all girls is crazy.”

Meanwhile…

After Kayla got the cups, she headed to bring them to her man, but when she saw them hugging and him giving her a necklace she didn’t even know he had, she felt uncomfortable, so she left. She was pissed, but she wasn’t letting Dexz go that easily.

Pretti was definitely a looker. She reminded her of a girl out of a hair magazine with the way her hair was so perfectly curled. She was glowing, and the way she was dressed outdid her permanent residence in a rundown motel.

However, looking into Pretti’s innocent eyes, she remembered Dexz telling her she was a virgin. She knew she had Pretti beat in that department. She had been fucking on Dexz for three years, and she knew he was an addict when it came to his needs.

Kayla had that department on lock, so she had no doubt in her mind that Dexz wasn’t coming to their room at the end of the night. She knew he would want some birthday sex.

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Dexz and Pretti spent the rest of the night drinking, eating, smoking, and partying. She had a good time, and so did he. By two in the morning, they were ready to crash. Dexz helped her clean up their room, and then he grabbed a few things before heading to the room he rented for him and Kayla for the night. He was drunk, full, and horny, and he knew Kayla was ready to blow his dick like a blow pop for his birthday.

He looked over at his best friend standing on her side of the room next to her bed. She took off her huge gold hoops and started slipping out of her dress. She always changed in front of him, and he never budged, even when he caught a glimpse of her lady parts, but tonight, he couldn’t help but gaze at her tight, sexy body. She was small, but everything on her was perky and perfect.

Sometimes it was almost unbelievable how well put together she was. Next to her being a virgin, her perfection was the biggest thing that scared him for some reason.

“I’m leaving, but I’m down the hall with Kayla,” he said, snapping out of his thoughts. He wanted to lay her on the bed and eat her ‘til she came. He wanted to bend her over and see if she could take what he was blessed with in his cargo shorts, but he didn’t want to take her precious gift. He felt like he didn’t deserve it, so he didn’t want to be the one.

“Okay. Well, I’m going to bed. I have some business to handle in a few hours, and that champagne got me dizzy.” She slipped on her nightgown.

“Alright, if you need me or you can’t get me in time, you know where the burner is.” He walked to the door.

“Yup, I know where the gun is.” She crawled into bed.

Dexz had taken her to alleys and let her shoot off rounds, so she knew how to use the gun as well. He took one more look at her and then walked out and headed to Kayla…

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