Page 81 of I Don't Want You Back

“You must have dialed the wrong number,” Malia said with a smile evident in her voice.

“What’s up with you?” Roman asked as he laid across the bed in his new apartment.

“I’m working Roman. How can I help you?” Malia asked, happy that he called.

“Damn ma. You got a job now?” he asked with a chuckle.

“It’s not like you left me with much of a choice. I had rent to pay, remember?”

“What time you get off? I’m trying to slide through and see you,” Roman said.

“Slide through where?” Malia asked.

“The fuck you mean where? The apartment,” Roman answered.

“I gave that apartment up. I live with my mother now,” Malia embarrassingly admitted.

“Damn. I miss you, man. I’m trying to see you. I’ll get a room then. Come spend the night with me,” Roman requested.

He was experiencing a serious drought and on the verge of desperation. He was back fucking with Jessica, but she was out of town with one of her other niggas. The chick that he was dealing with the most was on her period and his backup side piece was at work until morning. Roman needed some female companionship and Malia quickly came to mind. Roman had access to every hole on her body and he was ready to unload in them all.

“I thought you had an apartment. Why can’t I come there?” Malia questioned.

“You know Chad ain’t fucking with you like that. This is his shit and you already know you’re not welcomed here,” Roman lied.

The apartment belonged to them both, but he would never invite Malia there. She would make his life a living hell if he did. He saw her out in public a few times and she always caused a scene.

“As much as he was at our apartment, he shouldn’t have nothing to say,” Malia replied.

“What’s up Malia? You trying to hook up with a nigga or what?” Roman asked.

“Where?” Malia asked.

“I’ll text you the info,” Roman answered.

“Okay, I’ll be there,” Malia assured him as she hung up the phone with a smile.

Her entire attitude shifted once she ended the call. She was tired and dragging a minute ago, but she was full of life and energy now. It had been months since Malia had any male companionship and she was looking forward to it. Maybe Roman was finally maturing and trying to settle down. She was trying hard not to get her hopes up high, but it wasn’t easy. Roman had lots of women that he could choose from, but he chose her. That had to mean something. He could have gotten sex from anywhere, but he wanted it from her. That alone had Malia smiling from ear to ear. She had learned her lesson from before though. She was no longer on birth control, so she had to take extra precautions. Roman hated wearing condoms, so the Plan B pill was going to be Malia’s back up plan. Hopefully, their one night together turned into more. Even if it didn’t, Malia was happy that he’d called her at all.

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