Page 28 of Anything Necessary for Her
“How many women you just cool with, Low? I don’ known yo’ ass for years, and you ain’t never been just cool with a bitch,” Free replied correctly.
“None until right now. This is different. I would never fuck on Banks behind Sif’s back. If it got to that point, I would tell him and her other brothers that she was my girl,” I spoke sincerely.
“So why you ain’t tell him you texting her and that y’all cool?”
“’Cause she don’t want me to.”
“Hm.” He looked off, still shaking his head in disproval. “Well, I hope this shit fizzles out ’cause when Sif find out youcoolwith his sister, shit is gon’ change, and not in a good way.”
I didn’t have a response as I began ruminating, Free’s words seeping into my fucking mind like venom. He wasn’t speakinganything but the fucking truth, but worst of all, I couldn’t really say if I gave a fuck or not.
I’d only spent a little time with Banks, but it’d done a number on a nigga. I felt like I was in another fucking world when I was around her. Like I wasn’t the same Willow Harris with an alcoholic mother, an absent ass father, and a brother who I worried about faithfully.
Being around Banks felt like I’d been sitting in a dark room for years just before a light randomly began shining through a crack in the siding. And I wasn’t ready to let that type of tranquility go, even if it was fleeting.
“Sister? Who y’all talking about?” Gaia switched into the room in a short ass dress. She was prissy but rough around the edges at the same time.
“Stop walking in the room without knocking, aight?” I shot back, and she froze mid-step before nodding.
“Sorry. What were y’all talking about?” Her eyes toggled between Free and me as he lit a blunt.
“Nothing. You check the traps off Denker yet?” I peered down at my watch.
“I was just about to but came to find out if I’m going alone.”
“Nah, Jere already heading over there. You behind like a muthafucka. Hurry up and bring that shit back by the time he do.” I dismissed her, feeling her stare at the side of my face for way too fucking long.
When I diverted my eyes in her direction, she seemed to snap out of it and rushed back out the room.
“Is the pussy good?” Free queried as soon as we were alone again.
“Try it out for yaself, nigga.” I shook my head, chuckling a little bit at the fact that he was actually pondering on the shit.
Free and I moved on to discuss more important matters, and by the time we were done, Jere and Gaia had returned with themoney. We counted that shit up by hand, and by the money counter, to be sure the shit was right before sending them both on their way.
I went to take a piss, and just after washing my hands, I got a text from Banks.
Lil Mama: What you think?
She’d attached a photo of her black nails with rhinestones and all kinds of shit on it.
Me: I fuck with it. You got some pretty ass hands.
I frowned, sizing the picture up before a knock sounded off on the bathroom door. Brows bunched, I pulled it open to see Gaia standing there.
“Thought you left,” I said as she switched in.
“Not before I gave you your fix.” She smirked and reached to tug down my joggers as I locked my phone and set it down.
“You mean yo’ fix.” I eyed her as she descended onto her knees, stroking my dick that was already semi-erect from thinking about Banks’s pretty ass hands wrapped around my shit.
I let my head fall back as Gaia sucked me off for a bit until I slipped on a condom and bent her over the sink to finish off.
“So were you and Free talking about a girl?” she asked again once we’d cleaned up and started out of the bathroom.
“That ain’t nothing to be discussing with you.”
As I stated before, Gaia was convenient pussy. From the day I met her, I knew she would be. Women gave off a certain vibe when they were willing to let you fuck with little to no effort, and that was Gaia.
