Page 11 of I Heard It All Before

“We don’t live in Mayberry, Camden. Too many things are happening for you to be so careless. It only takes one second for you to press a button and lock your truck,” Courtney fussed.

Cam had been that way since he got his first car. He always got out of it and walked away without bothering to lock it. His mother fussed at him about that all the time, but some habits were hard to break.

“It ain’t like I have nothing valuable in here. This bitch is fully insured. If they want it, they can have it.” Cam shrugged nonchalantly.

“Sometimes, I feel like I’m talking to a brick wall,” Courtney muttered.

“Girl please, you ain’t never met a brick wall this fine,” Cam joked.

Courtney unconsciously licked her lips in agreement, but she would never stoke his ego out loud. Cam was fine, indeed, and he had a face that could grace anybody’s magazine. His features were rugged, yet handsome, with his smile being one of his best assets. He hated his neutral colored skin and bluish green eyes because it didn’t make him feel black enough. He kept his hair cut low and close because he despised his naturally curly tresses. Cam even had a preference with his women, whom he’d preferred with darker complexioned skin. Courtney didn’t pass the skin tone test with her light caramel complexion, but she was the exception. Cam had known her all her life and he didn’t have a preference when they were together. He had too many issues for Courtney to deal with, so she would never take it there with him again. Sex was a different story altogether and she would love to get another taste. She and Cam were each other’s first love, but they were better off as friends. She was always a listening ear and tried to offer him advice if she could. That still didn’t stop her from wanting to lick him like her favorite lollipop.

“I saw you talking to your father. How did that happen?” Courtney asked while changing the subject.

“Probably my mama. That’s the only way he would have known where I was. I agreed to go with him to a car show next weekend,” Cam replied.

“That’s good Cam. Maybe y’all can work on having a decent relationship now,” Courtney said.

“That ain’t happening. I’m only going with him to one little car show and that’s a wrap. I’m going more for me than for him anyway. It’s too late for us to resurrect something that’s been dead for over twenty years. He gave me that half-ass apology and his sob story, but I’m over it.”

“No, you’re not Cam. You have a lot of issues resulting from him not being in your life. You’re half-white and you hate white people,” Courtney pointed out.

“I don’t hate white people, but I’m not forcing myself on nobody who doesn’t accept me. That includes Camden Blaire and anybody else. After I go with him to this car show, things are gonna go right back to how they were before. Fuck his bullshit ass excuses,” Cam fumed.

“What excuses? What happened? I want the details,” Courtney said as she leaned forward in anticipation.

She gave Cam her undivided attention as he told her everything that happened that day, starting with his argument with Asha. Courtney never interrupted her friend, as he rambled on about his failing relationship with Asha and his nonexistent one with his father. Cam was good at camouflaging his emotions, but he had a lot going on.

“It sounds like you need to relieve some stress,” Courtney said as she massaged his shoulders and let her hands travel down further.

“Nah Courtney, I ain’t trying to fuck with you like that no more. Laying hands on your punk ass husband is what messed me up the last time,” Cam replied.

“Are you sure about that?” Courtney asked while slipping his index finger into her mouth and sucking on it slowly.

Cam watched her twirl her tongue all around his finger, making his nature rise. He wanted to deny her request, but the bulge in his pants had other ideas.

“Come get up front,” he demanded, making her smile victoriously.

He had to be at work soon, so Courtney made him recline his seat back. She pulled her braids out of her face and went to work on him right there in the parking lot. His windows were tinted and no one would be able to see what was going on. She had gone long enough without feeling him inside of her and she was more than ready. She always did count on Cam to do what her husband stopped doing and she always walked away satisfied.

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