Ayyoooooooo! New chapter out, my homies! :D
I need to take a minute to thank these freakin' amazing readers that always always ALWAYS make my day with their reviews. I heart you all:
LovinHueyFreeman: thankkss, girl :) and hahaha, me too! but unfortunately, he doesn't really let up this chapter :P and hahaha, I know, them hoodlums gettin' flirty wit each other. butt smackin' now? mm :) LMAO! yeah they definitely need to get it in. all this sexual tension just radiating off the girl. lolz! and oh homegirl is smart. mmhmm. she in the perfect win-win situation. haha! girl, who you tellin'? trust, I definitely don't feel the way I imagined Cindy to feel about workin' out. heeckkkss no. she went in on that one. ;) thanks again for your review! :D
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Edgar H. Sutter: oh there is definitely competition here, and it's only gonna get tougher. and my goodness, I LOVED the proverb you put about love and the triangle. that's so deep! haha! and btw, Riley won't be asking her out this chapter, but I do have a set place for where. I'd saayyy give or take 4 more chapters is when he takes her out. :) thanks again for the review!
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Last chapter was definitely interestin', right? Cindy's one crazy ass bitch! hahaha! & like my buddy, Dave The Wordsmith, said: she was lookin' like she had a lot of sexual frustration she needed to get out. LMAO! And why is Caesar flirtin' with Cindy? Can't he see Reezy don't want him nowhere near her? … That will be a little hard considering she gonna be all up on him while she givin' him the massage!
Reezy ain't gonna like this. lolz. Happy readings :)
Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Aaron McGruder's The Boondocks or any of his characters.
"Will you ignorant niggas PLEASE shut the hell up?"
~Dr. Martin Luther King Jr; The Return of the King
Cindy's POV
Is it really this serious? I mean really.
Cindy was currently sitting on the Freemans' couch, her head resting in her palm as she continued to listen to Riley and Caesar debate on where the best place would be for their massages to take place. When they'd gotten back from the gym, Riley's grandfather had left a note saying he'd taken Jamilah out for lunch. For this reason, they'd figured that now was the best time to do it. They'd all taken turns getting a shower and were now changed back into comfortable clothes: Cindy again in Riley's beater with capris sweats, Riley in a plain white t-shirt and long gray sweats, and Caesar back in the black tank and shorts he'd came in. They even had all the stuff ready. Riley had jacked some of Granddad's herbal oil ("I don't even wanna think about how often this nigga uses this!"), they'd gotten towels, blankets, pillows, and they were going to use Riley's iHome dock to play Cindy's music. They should be ready to start….
But these niggas still bitchin'!
"Oh hell no! We ain't doin' no type of massage shit in my room! I wish yo ass would try to lay on my bed!"
Cindy saw Caesar briefly roll his eyes at Riley. "Well isn't Huey's twin bed still up there? Let's use that." He tried to reason with him.
"Boy, clean yo ears! I said we ain't doin' no massage type shit in my room! Dat's GAY!" Riley yelled.
"Then where the hell are we going to do it, Riley?" Caesar snapped, seeming to lose his patience.
"I don't know, nigga! Couch?"
"Nah, man. For one thing, it's too low. Second, it ain't that wide or big for that matter. I'm too long to stretch all the way out on it."
"Whose problem is that? Shit nigga, I'm bout to lay out on the dining room table. I don't give a fuck no more."
"Cuz that makes a lot of sense. How's she supposed to get around?"
"She'll figure it out!"
These niggas STUPID.
Cindy silently stood from the couch and turned around, lifting one of the long cushions off. Riley and Caesar weren't even paying attention as they continued to argue. They didn't notice until she walked up behind them and used it to smack them both over the head.
"Yo!"
"Hey!"
"Would y'all shut the hell up? Actin' like this is rocket science." Cindy told them with an eyeroll.
She then nudged Riley slightly out of her way and tossed the cushion on the floor. She turned to remove the last two cushions and did the same with them.
"Are you sure you wanna-"
"Ah." Cindy cut Caesar off by raising her hand to him, tossing a blanket down to the floor with her other.
"White girl, why the hell would you do it-"
"Listen, niggas." Cindy glared at them both. "I'm tired of the bitchin'. It doesn't take this damn long to pick a spot. This is where we doin' it, feel me?"
"Uh, I don't know what the hell you gotta be tired about." Riley snickered.
"Boy, you must not want a massage." Cindy raised an eyebrow at him.
"I'll take the massage you was plannin' on givin' him, Cindy." Caesar smiled at her. Riley scoffed.
"Nigga, I'm gonna-"
"Enough." Cindy warned, pulling the coffee table back to make more room. When she was satisfied, she turned to them again.
"Aiight, who's goin' first?"
"ME."
"Okay, that was a dumb-ass question on my part." She rolled her eyes at their obvious response. "Somebody gimme a coin."
Riley went to the entertainment center and found loose chain lying on top. He tossed a quarter to Cindy.
"We're flippin' this coin one time, you hear me? No do-overs. Understand?"
"Yeah." Riley and Caesar replied.
"Since it's your coin, you call it first." Cindy told Riley. He nodded his head once. Cindy glanced at the two before flipping the coin high into the air.
"I-call-heads-cuz-Caesar's-an-ass!" Riley ran his words together quickly. Caesar quickly glared at him before redirecting his gaze back on the coin that Cindy had just caught, her hand covering it.
"Do you guys want me to flip it over or no?" She asked.
"Nah, leave the chips where they lay." Caesar shrugged.
"Okaayyyy." Cindy lifted her hand barely, getting a peek first. She grinned before she lifted her hand all the way.
Tails.
"Redo!" Riley shouted.
"Whoo!" Caesar whooped and did a happy dance. "Cindy gettin' that dark chocolate first."
Cindy grinned and brushed by him, setting up her iPod on the coffee table.
"All I'm sayin' is dat it's my damn coin. I think we need to do a best two outta three." Riley continued to complain to Cindy.
"Noooppee." Cindy said, paying him no mind as she scrolled through playlists. "And why the hell you actin' like you ain't gettin' one? Chillax."
"He just mad cuz I get you all to myself first." Caesar walked behind Cindy and leaned down to rest his head on her shoulder, wrapping his arms around her waist. "And he gets my seconds."
Riley crossed his arms and gave Caesar an intense glare. "Nigga, I swear, if you don't shut the hell up-"
"Chill, Reez. Damn." Cindy stared up at him. Her nigga was stressed. Maybe he had a good reason for wanting a massage first. "Can we try to get some Zen in this room, please?" She joked, gently pulling out of Caesar's embrace.
"Zen my ass." Riley muttered, turning to walk over to his Granddad's recliner and plop down. "And when's it my turn? We need a set time, dammit."
"Ten, fifteen minutes?" Cindy guessed. She was fixing the cushions into a straighter line with her foot. Then she laid the blanket over them.
"Twenty." Caesar suggested.
"Hell no, twenty's like a half hour. Fifteen's fine."
"I'm sure yo ass would be sayin' a half hour if you was the one goin' first, but uh, yeah." Caesar snickered, trailing off with a grin. "We can't all have what we want, can we?"
"Stay." Cindy turned and pointed to Riley as he'd been about to get up from his chair. "And you, quit instigating or you only gonna get five minutes." She turned back to give Caesar a look.
"HA!"
"You want four?" Cindy whipped her head back to Riley. He looked away and pretended to whistle. Cindy rolled her eyes. It was like dealing with a bunch of children. Why couldn't they be more like Jamilah?
"Aiight. Get ready." Cindy turned to Caesar and gestured for him to lay down.
Before he did, Caesar took off his shirt and tossed it on the other sofa. Cindy had already seen him shirtless at the gym, but she didn't necessarily mind getting another look. The boy was jacked. Especially his arms. His biceps looked super muscular and strong, obviously signs of daily bench presses. He was overall ripped in general, significantly bigger than Riley in body size and height. Not that it mattered. Both of the boys were undeniably sexy in their own way. There's no way she could compare the two.
She had some hot-ass friends.
"Like what you see?" Caesar grinned at Cindy as he got on the floor, stretching across the cushions and propping himself up on his crossed arms.
"I like chocolate, so obviously." She smirked with an eyeroll.
Caesar chuckled. "Aiight, so how you gonna do this?"
Before Cindy could respond, she heard Riley snicker from his chair. "She gon' have to get down on her knees."
Cindy slowly turned to Riley and raised an eyebrow at him. Really, nigga? You had to take it there?
But she decided not to feed into his games. "That's a great idea, Reez."
Cindy turned back to Caesar and did kneel down on her knees. Then she scooted over and lifted one leg over to the other side of his waist, straddling him on his lower back.
She didn't have to look at Riley to know he was probably giving her some type of crazy look.
"You good?" Cindy asked Caesar.
"Oh, I'm very good." She could practically hear the grin in his voice.
"If I'm too heavy for you, lemme know."
"Cindy, please. You're perfect."
"Aiight boy, hush." She smirked. Then she turned to glance back at Riley.
"Reezy, can you be a dear and hit the play button for the music?" She asked innocently as she parted Caesar's long dreads and pushed them out of her way and over the front side of his shoulders.
Riley gave her a hard look that she couldn't comprehend before rising slowly from his chair. His eyes shifted to Caesar after and she could read that one.
Is he… mad?
Riley diverted his eyes from their direction and pressed play before going to sit down again. The slow-ish melody of the song began to play for a moment before Caesar chuckled.
"Is this who I think it is?"
"My dude." Cindy smiled, reaching for the bottle of oil.
"You and Beanie Sigel, man." Caesar shook his head.
"Feel It In The Air is my shit. Don't hate."
"I ain't hatin', girl. It's just funny to me that you still the same old, predictable-ooh…." Caesar paused mid-sentence as Cindy began to drizzle some of the oil down his back. She scooted herself back a bit so that she was now sitting on his butt. She set the bottle down before gently began to distribute the oil on his skin, starting with his shoulders.
"Go on?" Cindy asked casually as she slowly rubbed his shoulders.
"I, uh… ooh… ooooh… shit, I dunno-ohh…."
Cindy grinned and shook her head at him. "Relax your shoulders, please."
"Yeah… damn, that feels good." Caesar murmured, easing his shoulders down a bit and now resting his head to the side on his arms.
"Stay just like that for a minute." Cindy told him, gently beginning to work on the side of his neck around the base of it.
"God."
Cindy chuckled. She applied light pressure for a while before telling him to turn his head to the other side. She then worked on that side repeating her process. As she did, Cindy noticed that Caesar was smirking and his eyes were locked in one direction.
Back at Reezy.
Cindy pretended to attempt get her bangs out of her eyes. She shook her head quickly to right and was able to catch a glimpse of Riley from her peripheral vision before turning back. From what she was able to see, the boy was watchin'. Hard. Riley had his iPad in his hands, but didn't really seem to be focused on it. His attention looked like it was on them from her point of view. And he had looked kinda pissed.
Is Reezy really this mad that Ceez gets a massage first… or is he just mad that he's gettin' one period? He starin' over here like he's….
Cindy trailed off in her thoughts as she continued to work on Caesar's shoulders again. There was no way Riley could be… jealous… right? She thought about how snippy his behavior had been to Ceez all day. He seemed to get even more edgy when Caesar would joke around with Cindy and be flirty. But that was just Caesar. From what she could remember, he'd always been a flirt, which is why Cindy knew she could playful back with him. It wasn't like he was being serious. It wasn't like he actually liked her or anything. So why was her boy all on edge? Maybe he was annoyed because her attention was no longer on just him. Riley could be a baby over not getting attention sometimes, which Cindy thought was childishly adorable. Yeah, that had to be it. There was no way he was jealous of Caesar. No way.
"Have you done this before or what?" Caesar said quietly as Cindy leaned over him to rub down the sides of his big and tatted arms.
"Nope." Cindy shook her head. "Am I doin' aiight?"
"You doin' aiight as fuck. Oooh. Rightthere."
Cindy grinned. "Well, thank you. Guess I'm gifted."
"You is definitely gifted in this. I would pay you to give me one of these everyday. That or marry you."
Cindy giggled. "Yeah okay."
"You wanna?" Caesar turned his head to the side to grin at her.
"Not without a ring, boo." Cindy smirked, still working on his biceps.
"Baby, I can be at the jeweler today."
"All talk, boy." Cindy laughed at him.
"You won't be laughin' later, wifey." Caesar smirked at her.
Cindy flicked a dread in his face and grinned at him. "Whateva, boy."
This is just typical Ceez. Cindy's thoughts started again. There's no way Riley's jealous of him. That's ridiculous.
Riley's POV
This nigga is lucky the only type of guns I got up in this house are pellet ones.
Riley was ready to snap. He couldn't handle this. He got the Whoopi-Goldberg-lookin' nigga over there on the floor with Cindy, his Cindy, straddled on top of him and rubbin' all over him. It was bad enough she looked like some type of sex kitten in heat. Now she was all leaned over him as she rubbed his arms, lookin' like they was ready to mate or some shit! And he swore on everything, if Caesar looked back over at him with one more smirk, he was gonna attempt murder. He had to redirect his eyes and play some stupid game on his iPad as he waited for them to get the hell finished. He also put in his own earbuds because he could not take Caesar's over the top moaning like he was havin' sex with her. That nigga wishes. Before he put them in though, he could've sworn he heard Cindy call Caesar 'boo.'
Uh, excuse her? The only person she needs to be callin' boo is me.
Riley rolled his eyes hard as he turned up the volume of his iPod. He played stupid Angry Birds for what seemed like forever. Eventually he saw something out of the corner of his eye and looked up. Cindy was still on top of Caesar, waving her arm at him to get his attention.
"WHAT?" Riley asked loudly because of his iPod.
Cindy quickly raised a finger to her lips to shush him. Then she pointed down to Caesar who had his head face-down in his crossed arms.
"No way." Riley muttered, taking out his earbuds. "Tell me that nigga ain't sleepin'."
Cindy shrugged with a grin before slowly rising from his back. The boy didn't even move.
"Weak-ass nigga." Riley scoffed.
"He ain't weak. I just put the boy to sleep." Cindy walked over to the other sofa and began removing the cushions, being as though Caesar was taking up the other ones.
Riley was ready to kick the nigga the hell up, but Cindy pulled him back before he could. "No. We'll just do it over here. Let him rest."
"He do not need to be-"
"Shuddup and get ready. I just wanna see you strip." Cindy grinned, singing along to the Chris Brown song that was currently playing.
"We both know you do." Riley grinned as he pulled his shirt over his head.
"Damn, I got sexy friends." Cindy smiled as she looked at him.
"I know you got one sexy friend. I don't know about anybody else as fine as this piece." Riley smirked, lying down.
"Mm-hmm." Riley tensed a bit as he felt Cindy straddle herself on his lower back. "You ready to take a nap?"
Riley smirked. "Um, not really. That nigga is soft. You probably ain't that good, white girl."
"Oh really?" Cindy challenged.
Riley grinned as he felt her beginning to pour a little oil on his back. "Really. Just cuz you can make that nigga pass out doesn't mean you can do it to Reezy. Real niggas don't be fallin' asleep just cuz some broad starts rubbin' all up… ooh…."
Riley cursed at himself in his head. He hadn't meant to let that out. But damn if that didn't feel good.
"You were sayin'?" He heard Cindy's smug voice say.
Riley cleared his throat. What had he been sayin'?
"I said that uh… he just a nigga… and I'mma… I-I'mma real one… real nigga…. Y-yeah…."
What the fuck did I just say? Riley tried to replay his response in his head but could barely do that. It was so hard to think with her touchin' on him like that.
"Alright then." Cindy giggled. She began to apply some type of squeeze technique to his shoulders. "Damn Reez, you're shoulders are so tense. Relax for me."
"Alright." Riley instantly tried to ease his shoulders down without even giving it a second thought.
Yo, why the hell did you just act like some trained dog at her command? The fuck?
"That's better." He felt her gently use her hands to turn his head to side so that his head was resting on his folded arms. She began rubbing around the base of his neck.
Daaammnn.
"You enjoyin' this, Reezy? You look like you are." Riley glanced from out of the corner of his eye to see her smirking down at him.
"It's aiight." He tried to say in a neutral and stable voice.
"I'm sure it's a little better than aiight judgin' from your face, boo."
Riley rolled his eyes and grinned as she gently turned his head to the other side. "I ain't got no look on my face, bay."
"You sure bout that?" Cindy casually said as she began to rub his neck again.
"… Yup…."
The less words the better.
Cindy shook her head. "Whatever you say, Reez."
After a few moments, she rubbed her hands slowly down his shoulders down to his upper arms. As she leaned, he felt something brush against his back and jumped lightly, his body tensing.
"Whatchu doin', boy?" Cindy chuckled as she gripped onto him.
"Yo hair." He stressed, trying to relax his body again.
"Sorry bout that." Cindy flipped her side-ponytail back over her shoulder. "Didn't mean to tickle you or nothin'."
"Ain't ticklish."
There was a momentary pause before he jumped again as Cindy poked him in both of his sides. She cracked up before Riley turned his head around and gave her a look.
"Keep playin', girl. Wait til I get you back."
"I ain't scared of you, nigga. Now turn back around. Get back in Zen mode." Cindy gently pushed his head around and leaned down again, rubbing his arms.
Riley felt his body relax as she ran her hands down his biceps. This felt nice as hell.
A short while later, she worked her back up his arms and began to work down his back. It was a comfortable silence as he just listened to the Baby Bash song currently playing on her iPod. He closed his eyes and rested his head as he enjoyed Cindy's technique, rubbing in slow circles on his back.
You got me lifted, shifted higher than a ceilin'
And ooh-wee it's the ultimate feelin'
You got me lifted feeling so gifted
Sugar, how you get so fly?
Suga suga, how you get so fly
Suga suga, how you get so fly
Suga suga, how you get so fly
Suga suga, how you get so fly
"Reez?"
"Hmm?" He opened an eye and glanced up at her.
"Did you just fall asleep on me?"
"Nah. Just restin' my eyes." Riley yawned and stretched out his arms in front of him. He felt Cindy do one slow rub with both of her hands all the down his back. "Oooh." He cursed at himself again after he said it.
Cindy chuckled. "Well your eyes were restin' for a long-ass time. You only got about a minute left."
"Finish strong, girl." He smirked.
"Always."
Riley's eyes widened as he felt Cindy gently trace the letters on his tattoo with a few of her fingers, even using her nails. And holy shit did that feel sexy as fuck. He was fighting hard not to release a shiver, let alone a damn moan. Is this what they fuckin' teach at Indiana?
"Feel nice, Reezy? You kinda quiet."
This girl know what she doin'. She tryna get me to make noise, she ain't slick.
"You love my tatt, don't you? Can't keep yo eyes off it, now you can't help but touch all over it, huh?" Riley tried to flip the script on her.
"I ain't gonna lie, it's nice."
Riley scoffed. "Nice? Nah, girl, you think it's betta than nice. You think it's sexy. Mm-hmm, I see you." Riley grinned.
"Almost as sexy as mine, right?"
He could practically picture her smug little smirk, but decided not to reply. She had him on that one.
"Aiight, I think you just about done…."
Riley was prepared to feel her rise off him, but instead felt her fingers run over the top of his head in between his rows slowly.
"Mm…." He let out a small short moan as he closed his eyes.
Riley couldn't help it, it slipped. This girl fuckin' knew that he loved havin' his head brushed and rubbed. And she knew that he liked when she was the one to do it. Yeah, he was mad that she was playin' with him and doin' it just to get a reaction outta him, but daayuumm. The girl was good. She could play with him any day.
"Aiight, you good." Cindy slowly removed her hand from Riley's rows and leaned back some, still on his back. Riley collected himself before turning slightly to look at her.
"Um, did I just get special treatment?" He asked calmly, trying to keep his voice smooth. He smirked at her incredulous expression. "I'm just sayin'. I didn't see you put oil on Smokey's head over there."
Or trace all over his back wit yo long nails, but I'mma let that slide.
Cindy rolled her eyes at Riley. "Boy, please. First of all, he got his own special treatment because I just put him to sleep. You on the other hand steady talkin'. And second of all, I wouldn't know where to put oil on his hair. I've never done dreads."
"Mm-hmm. Suuuree. You makin' excuses, white girl." Her explanation was weak.
"I ain't makin' no excuses, bitch. I've done your hair for years." Cindy grinned as she leaned a little closer, giving him a mischievous look.
"I think by now I know what you like." She whispered loudly before tugging on one of his braids. Then she easily rose from his back and stepped over him.
White Girl say what?
"Oh, you know what I like?" Riley grinned and raised an eyebrow at her as she began to leave the room.
"You're welcome, Reezy." Was the only response he got as she smirked at him over her shoulder as she continued to walk, disappearing around the corner.
That girl. Riley shook his head as he continued to lay on the floor. He felt so relaxed now. Homegirl did some work on him. He felt amazing. He didn't even wanna move. Riley felt like he could lay there all day, not do nothin', and just be-"
"Boy, me and Lil Baby are back." Riley heard the voice of his grandfather as the front door opened.
Oh shit.
3… 2… 1….
"What in the hell y'all niggas doin' in here? Didn't I tell you not to tear up my house? Why are my cushions off the couches? Why is this nigga sleepin' on my floor? And what the… do I smell my oil?"
Aiight, this nigga needs to get the hell up outta here. It don't take this long.
Riley was leaning against the stair railing, still shirtless, watching as Cindy and Caesar stood by the door talking. The nigga had said he was leavin' but apparently he was too busy chattin' up Cindy.
"You still got my old number, right?" Caesar asked her as he opened the door. Finally.
"Yup!"
"Cool. Hit me up whenever. Me and you definitely need to hang out."
What, this nigga think he hangin' out as in one-on-one alone time with Cindy? He betta think again.
"Fo' sho! I'll text you." She grinned.
"Awesome." Caesar was now all the way outside. Just get to steppin', nigga.
Riley rolled his eyes as Caesar took a step back in and pulled Cindy into a close hug, his arms sliding around her waist slowly.
"Thanks again for the workout, Cin. And the massage. You's a pro, baby."
Aiight, him callin' her 'baby' and all this other shit is gettin' old.
Cindy giggled as he rocked her. "No problem. And thanks."
"I'll be back with the ring by midnight, wifey." Caesar pulled back slightly with a grin, his arms still firmly locked around her waist.
The fuck he just call her? I musta not heard right.
"Mm-hmm. Getcha flirtin' ass outta here, boy." She laughed as she shook her head at him.
"Ya know ya love it." Caesar smirked at her playfully before leaning in and giving her a big kiss on the cheek.
This nigga musta lost. His. Damn. Mind.
Riley was livid. He wanted to go over there and tear him apart for puttin' his lips on Cindy. And Cindy shoulda kicked him in his fuckin' nuts. But what does the girl do? She gives him a peck back on his cheek! What the FUCK?
"Aiight, girl. I'll see you later."
"'Kay. Text me whenever."
"Cool. I'll probably call you-"
"Oh my GOD, it don't take this fuckin' long to say bye!" Riley finally snapped. He took three long strides, lightly pulled Cindy back by her (his) beater, gave Caesar a curt shove all the way out of the house, and put his hand on the door. "So I guess I'mma have to do it. Get the fuck on!"
SLAM!
Riley let out a big sigh of relief as he stared at the closed door. Now that felt good to do. That nigga was finally gone.
"Ahem."
Riley turned his head to the clearing of Cindy's throat, seeing her standing with her arms crossed while giving him a dirty look.
"Rude much?"
She got the nerve to spit attitude with me? Shit, I was doin' her a favor.
"Nope." Riley shrugged. "I was helpin' yo ass out. The nigga's been on yo jock all day. I felt bad for ya."
Cindy scoffed and rolled her eyes. "What the hell are you talkin' about? He was not."
"Girl, is you blind? Yeah. He was. It's annoyin' and pathetic as fuck. He needs to tone it down 'fore he gets smacked down." Riley turned to begin to walk back into the living room but paused as he heard her let out a surprised chuckle.
"Smacked down? By who?" She grinned.
Riley turned back around and gave her an obvious look. "Uh, me? Who the hell else?"
"But why?"
Riley tried to form a logical explanation in his head. "Cuz… he hittin' on you and flirtin' witchu too damn much. I don't like dat shit."
"And again, why? That's just how he is. It's not like he's bein' serious or nothin'." Cindy shrugged.
That's what you think.
"Exactly. If he ain't serious, he needs to quit. I don't like the damn games." Riley told her firmly.
He watched her raise an eyebrow at him and nod her head like she was almost impressed.
"Well damn Reezy, this gotchu actin' like you's…." She trailed off.
"Like I'm what?" Riley was somewhat nervous about what she was gonna say.
She paused and just shook her head once before rolling her eyes. "I dunno. It's just got you… protective."
Riley stared at her for a moment, contemplating her response before shrugging a shoulder. "I'm only protective over the people I care about."
Cindy gave him a slow smile. "Awww, you care about me?" She asked, putting a hand to her heart.
Riley rolled his eyes before giving her a small grin.
"Girl, you already know that."
He turned and started to walk into the living room. After a few steps, he heard Cindy right behind him and then was surprised to feel her stop him in his tracks by sliding her arms around his waist.
"You're cute." She said quietly, her cheek resting against his back. "And I care about you too."
Riley smiled, knowing she couldn't see, and reached his arms back around her so he could give her a backwards hug.
"I know this."
He heard Cindy giggle before he felt her lightly kiss the back of his bare shoulder. Then she gently started pulling out of the embrace, to his disappointment.
"It's just Caesar, Reezy. Trust me, you have nothin' to worry about." He heard her say as she departed the room. Riley just crossed his arms and sat down on the couch.
'Just Caesar', nothin. All I know is that the nigga betta stay the hell away from you.
Somebody's jealoouuussss :) :) :)
Ooh, fun chapter to write. This was only the first part of it. I'll try to whip up the second part by this weekend for you lovely peeps :D
Whaddja think so far? Good? Heated massage? Smexi flirting? A lil bit of Caesar smoothness (y'all are probably like, "die, nigga!")? hahaha!
Disclaimers: Songs that are not mine: Feel It In The Air by Beanie Sigel (feat. Melissa), Strip by Chris Brown (feat. Kevin McCall), and Suga Suga by Baby Bash (feat. Frankie J). I also don't own the copyright of any of the i-blank products: iHome, iPod, iPad as well as Angry Birds.
Hope you liked it! Feel free to review. You know I love ya for it.
So yeah, now I'mma go konk out. Peace.
~Schweetie