Page 37 of Sparks Will Fly

“Me too.” My voice was distant and low.

She picked up on my tone and where my focus was.

Glancing over her shoulder, she turned back to me and said, “She’s a distraction. Don’t let it get to you.”

Robyn’s advice went in one ear and out the other when I saw the woman pull at the hairs of his soul patch. I literally felt sick seeing that shit. My internal temperature continued to rise until I couldn’t stay away anymore. Drey tried to stop me, but it was useless. My mind was already made up. I was ready to take it there about Romani.

I strutted over until I was standing right in front of them. He slowly turned his head to face me. He stared at me wordlessly while I tried to read his expression. He gave nothing away, and it made me anxious about how this interaction was about to go.

“Romani…” There was a subtle jump of a vein in his neck when I said his name.

“Wassup, Lovie?” he spoke lowly. “What are you doing here?”

I pointed my thumb over my shoulder at his sister.

“Robyn invited me.”

“Of course, she did.”

The man’s poker face was out of this world. The longer I stood there the more antsy I became because that girl was still too close for my liking.

“Can I talk to you please?” I finally found the courage to ask.

He crossed his arms over his chest and scooted down lower. I licked my lips when his legs gapped open a little more. There was no way this bitch was feeling that curved dick tonight. It was mine. Thankfully, she decided she wanted to run her mouth, giving me a reason to get on her ass without looking like a bully.

“He’s already talking.” The smile on her face said she was confident, but she just didn’t know I wasn’t the one to back down from a challenge.

“Please, shut up. Nobody was talking to you, ho.”

She tossed her head back, laughing. My body stiffened in preparation for the bullshit. Her boldness made me wonder if they already had a history.

“And he’s not talking to you. You’re embarrassing yourself begging for his attention.”

“And what do you think you’re doing sitting there like you want to be in his skin?”

She smiled. “You’re just mad I’m going to be in his skin tonight and not you.”

She pointed at me with her last word. I chuckled humorlessly. This bitch was really trying me. I straightened my shoulders and faced her.

“I don’t know who you are, but let me make one thing clear, this is my nigga, and the last thing you’ll be doing tonight is drinking his cum. You can drink this though.” Before she had a chance to prepare herself, I picked up a cup of something from the table and tossed it in her face. “Thirsty bitch.”

She screamed as her makeup began to run down her face. Those nappy ass edges also started to reappear. I laughed, realizing this bitch wasn’t seeing me on my worse day. She hopped up like she was ready to get in the field, but Romani finally stopped sitting there like a fucking statue. He broke us up, sending the girl in the opposite direction. I smirked seeing her walk away.

“Chill,” he fussed, marching up to me. He gripped my neck and applied a little pressure. “You crazy as fuck, boe.”

I wanted to reply, but his lips crashing into mine erased every thought from my mind. Euphoria unraveled in every nerve ending I had. Fireworks exploded behind my eyelids as my body melted into his, and I closed my eyes. This was home… I don’t know how long that kiss lasted, but it had me weak in the knees when he finally pulled away.

I looked into his eyes at the same time he locked gazes with me. For a split second, I saw his desire flickering behind his irises.

“I’m sorry, Romani,” I said it so fast, I had no time to reconsider it.

His hand traveled to the back of my neck. He pushed my head forward and placed a kiss on my forehead. I exhaled slowly feeling like everything might be okay after all.

“I’m sorry too because you wasted your time coming here. I can’t trust you, and I’m still mad as fuck.”

His words were like knives piercing my heart. My bottom lip trembled, and I knew tears were coming.

“Enjoy your night, Lovie.”

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