Page 23 of Keeping Busy
Those within hearing distance chuckled at us.
Mecca slowly pulled away, still looking up at me, her eyes glassy. “We should get ready to go.”
I shot a quick glance at my watch. It was after midnight. “Yeah.” I agreed. Then, I whispered in her ear. “You know your cousins are gonna think that we’re leaving to…”
“Get it in? Yeah, that’s the idea.” She confirmed. “Uhm, we’re leaving.” She announced loudly. “Nasir, can you let us out?”
The first thing Mecca did when we made it to her condo, was to toe her way out of those sandals she was wearing and exchange them for fuzzy slippers. The second thing she did was to prance into the kitchen.
“I need water. You want water?” She called out to me.
“Sounds good.” I replied, lowering myself onto her couch. Her couch was nice, but for some reason it seemed undersized. I had a hard time getting comfortable on it.
She walked in the room carrying two bottles of water, and handed me one. Setting her drink on the cocktail table, she sat down with me.
“Busy, I know we talked a little about our arrangement before…”
“Don’t trip, Mecca. We’re gonna have to talk about it again, and again. We’re probably gonna have to redefine and recreate it again and again. This situation is weird as hell. I don’t know what to expect. You don’t know what to expect...” I trailed off with a shrug of my shoulders.
“I have...concerns.”
That made me look up from where I had been checking notifications on my phone. Indigo had posted pictures of Joya’s event on her IG, and there were already comments about how “cozy” I looked with Mecca. The look in her eyes made my heart thump unexpectedly. I placed my phone on her cocktail table. “What’s up, Mecca?”
“I know you don’t know me, but I know me.”
“Okay.”
“Today, when you were pressed all up on me…”
“Did I make you uncomfortable? I was fucking with you, but I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”
“I’m not uncomfortable with you, Busy. I know that my cousins and I give you the business about not knowing you and you being a virtual stranger and all of that, but I know the important stuff. I’m confident that you’re not some creep. Miss Vera raised you to be a gentleman. It’s not that. It’s more that, when you touch me like that...you’re a man and I’m a woman. My mouth and my brain can say that this is an arrangement, but I’m worried about my body responding to yours.”
Was it wrong that it made me happy as hell that she was having concerns about her body responding to mine? Because earlier, when she pressed her ass into my dick, all I could think about was how fucking good she felt.
“Is this too much for you?”
She smiled at me. “The look on your face, Busy. Stop frowning like that.”
“Yo, you’re doing me a favor that you don’t have to do. If it’s too much, if you feel uncomfortable, then I’ll ask somebody else.”
“You know there are already pictures of us floating around on IG. I don’t think it would help your reputation to be boo’d up with me today, and boo’d up with someone else next week.”
I didn’t give a shit about those pictures. I needed her to be cool. I needed to not put her in a bad situation. “Fuck that, Mecca. Sydnie will have to figure something else out.”
“Calm down.” She placed her hand flat against my chest. At the contact there was a little spark, a heat. “I’m not trying to back out on you, boy. I just want you to...look out. Like, if you notice my nipples getting hard or something, don’t take it as a personal challenge. Don’t tease me.”
I couldn’t stop the grin that spread across my face, if I wanted to. Not that I wanted to. “Oh Pudding, there is no way in hell that I’m agreeing to that. If Ievernotice your nipples are hard, because of somethingI’mdoing to you, I’mma have to celebrate that shit.”
She rolled her eyes as hard as she could. “This is why we were never friends as kids.”
“But we’re about to be very good friends, as adults.”
“We’re about to act like it, anyway.”
“Nah.” I shook my head. “We’re about to become friends. We’re gonna be spending a lot of time together.”
“I’m gonna have to get used to you touching me.” She said, cutting her eyes slyly at me. Kind of making me feel like she didn’t think that was the worst thing on earth.
