Chapter 31.
Jazmine's POV
After school, I study until the evening then I need to take a break. I whip my up a quick snack in the kitchen, I haven't eaten all day. I only needed something small because I'd call for a pizza soon for dinner. I watch tv for a few minutes.
My phone rings, it's Logan.
I answer, "Hey Logan."
"What up Jay?" That's what he calls me for short. I don't know how I feel about it yet.
"Nothing much. What about you?"
"I'm getting off work soon just called to see what you were up to." Aw he's sweet for checking up on me.
"Yeah I'm taking a break from studying at the moment."
"Want to break elsewhere?" He questions.
I crease my eyebrow, "What do you mean?"
"Caesar recommended me to this place that has nice drinks. Want to grab a few?"
"Is this supposed to be a date?" I smile.
"If you want it to be." I considered his offer, Logan and I hung out twice after the time we got breakfast together. He's cool and all, I like him but something is missing. But I don't know, maybe I'm being too picky. He's really nice company though.
"Sure." One date can't hurt.
"Great, I'll pick you up after work."
"Alright see you in a few."
"Bye." I hang up and run to my room. I need to hurry and get dressed. I put on a brown mini skirt with a white sweater and leather ankle boots. This is as good as I can get in such a short notice. I have just enough time to spritz on perfume before Logan texts me he's here.
"Hey, you look nice." Logan compliments as he opens his car door for me.
"Thanks." I smile at him.
Logan takes off. When we arrive at the place I almost lose my mind. I look up at sign Studio 67. He who shall not be named, we're at his club. I figured we were going to a bar not here. Definitely not here.
"Um, you know this a club right?" I tell Logan.
"Yeah but I heard the bar is nice."
"Oh." I look off to the side. I have a bone to pick with Caesar, wait till I see him I'm going to-
"Is that okay with you?" Logan studies my face. I have a feeling that if I walk in there something would most likely go down. I should tell him let's go somewhere else instead. However…
"Yes, let's go in." The two of us walk into the dark club. Dang I haven't been here in so long but of course it's the same exact way I remember it. Let's hope the same people aren't here though. We walk over to the bar and I spoke too soon. Chris still works here. Not that I expected him to quit or something but shouldn't you want more for yourself than being a bartender. I don't know maybe it's just me.
"Ayeee Jazmine long time no see." Chris greets with a grin. Oh boy I regret coming in here already, how would I explain this to Logan.
"Hey Chris, it's been a while."
"Want me to tell Hu-" I clear my throat obnoxiously. Logan and Chris look at me confused.
"Ooh sorry I'm just really parched. Can you get me some water?" I smile.
"But this is a bar-" Chris tries but I eye him tilting my head towards Logan hoping he gets the hint to go away.
"Nevermind, be right back with your water." He furrows his eyebrows in confusion walking away.
"Well that was weird, you've been here before?" Logan questions. Uh oh.
"Ummm no, he's a friend of my best friend Cindy." Yeah. That's a good way to explain.
"Oh well he seems cool." Logan buys the little lie.
Chris comes back and hands me my water, "Here's your water, and what would the fella like?" He asks Logan.
"Um I'll have a bud light? What about you Jay?"
"I'll take red wine please."
"Coming right up." Chris walks away and comes back a few moments later. Logan and I engage in conversation.
Huey's POV
I step out of my office, it's a weekday which is usually a slow day so I can actually stand to be out here. I was checking to make sure everything was good. No one passed out drunk or dieing, so that's good. Sometimes I even wonder how this place never got shut down. Everything seemed to be in order, so I was going back to my office. But a specific type of ginger hair catches my eye. That hair belongs to one person and one person only. She turns her face, Jazmine.
She's here and she's not alone. Why? And why with him? That white ass black boy. Tuh she can do better than him, way better. Even Chris acts more black than him and that's saying a lot. Her mouth opens, to laugh then she pushes him in his chest. No way, she's eating this guy up. I can just tell from here it's a corny joke. She continues her giggling and my jaw clenches, 'What could possibly be that funny?' It's just so crazy how I had a feeling about this guy and her and now they're together. Yet she talks about me, I find that extremely funny.
"You're staring." I look to the side. Meeting eyes with the voice. I inhale. Her presence annoyed me to the max.
"Go away Kayla." I turn around, walking away from her. And like the pest that she is, she follows behind me.
"Huey why are you so mean to me?" She pouts.
"Because you irritate me." I bluntly state.
"You didn't use to say that when you were in my bed." She retorts. I roll my eyes.
"Yeah well you weren't talking then." I don't know why this woman is constantly here. She's obsessed. I've turned her down so many times but she still won't get the hint. We fucked now get over it. She's lucky I don't toss her ass out.
I sit on one of the couches and when she sits next to me I pinch the bridge of my nose, "Can you just leave? I want to be alone."
"Well why'd you come out here then?" She asks. I ignore her. I don't know why I came out here but I shouldn't have. I peer over at Jazmine again, sure would have saved me from seeing those two.
"You know I can make you forget all about her." I glance at Kayla before shaking my head.
"You don't know what you're talking about." I wave her off.
Out of nowhere Kayla sits in my lap, "Come on Huey give me another chance."
"I'm going to give you five seconds to get off of me." I warn her seriously.
She wraps her arms around my neck, "I promise, I'll leave you satisfied." She whispers in my ear. I cringe, she's being way too desperate.
I push her off my lap, "I already said no. Damn, have some respect for yourself. Now leave before I call security." I leave her sitting there, looking stupid.
Jazmine's POV
Logan is talking but I don't hear a thing he is saying...There he is, the man stuck in my head with a girl all over him. God I hate him...no I don't. But I can't stand him. It's such a shame he's always got girls on him if it's not Danielle it's someone else. I can't keep up. I know I should not care but I do. To save myself from seeing the nasty display I turn my attention back to Logan. Trying to get back into what he is saying.
After a while I need to go to the bathroom, "I'll be right back." I tell Logan and he nods.
Once in there, I didn't even really have to pee, I just needed to clear my mind really quick. I stare in the mirror, a few seconds later. The door opens revealing Huey. We don't say anything we just stare. I take in his figure, wearing black as always. There's a blunt behind his ear… dammit I love it when he does that. Loved I meant loved. He takes it from behind his ear and lights it, he takes a puff and locks the door.
My eyebrows crease, "Why'd you lock the door?"
"So you can't run away." He simply answers before taking a few drags from his blunt.
I roll my eyes, "Will you blow that out or something?" I don't need to be getting a contact high if I have to deal with him. Much to my surprise Huey puts it out on the wall. He listened? Wow.
"You can't answer the phone? I've called you." He speaks first.
"Yeah I know, that's why I blocked you." I fold my arms. Petty Jaz is coming out already. Judging from Huey's expression that isn't the response he was expecting. He pauses.
"I can't believe you brought Clarence Thomas to my club out of all places." Clarence thomas? Oh I get it, he's talking about Logan. I mentally roll my eyes.
"His name is Logan." I correct Huey, just to get under his skin.
"Woah, sorry if I offended your boy scout." Huey puts his hands up. I don't get why he's saying that about him, always so quick to judge.
"You know nothing about him." I defend.
"I don't need to. Those slacks he's wearing tell me everything I need to know." Huey's buzzed. I know he is because he's teasing and he only does that under the influence of something.
"He just got off work… cut him some slack." A small giggle escapes my lips when I realize how what I just said came out. Those two drinks must have had a little effect on me. It's weird this isn't the situation to be joking. But when Huey snorts, I try to remain serious.
"Anyways we came to get a couple of drinks. More customers for you right? Besides shouldn't you be off somewhere with your new little girlfriend." The pettiness just kept on coming.
"I don't have a girl." Is all Huey says. That's it?
"Mmm doesn't seem that way." I sideye him.
"Let me get this straight, so since you believe I have a girlfriend, you are trying to make me jealous." He states as if that's facts. If I wanted to make him jealous best believe I'd do way better than this.
"Please. I don't care what you do. You can date whoever you please. Whether it be Danielle or that girl I've seen you with multiple times… doesn't matter to me." I shrug. Trying to be nonchalant like him, let's see if he likes it.
"Who? Kayla?"
"If that was the girl all over you tonight, then yes."
"You've been watching me." He smirks. Darn it I have said more than I should have.
I look off to the side, "Don't flatter yourself."
"Does it bother you seeing me with her?" Huey comes closer. There's that mischievous glint in his eyes.
"I don't care who you decide to stick your thing in." I step backward. Bad things happen when he's in my personal space.
"Oh? But I think you do care. A lot ." Here he comes again.
"You're wrong." I manage out, it's hard because we are literally face to face and he smells so good.
"You and I both know I'm never wrong." I don't know how but his face is even closer to mine.
"You can't do this to me." I'm going crazy. I just have to be. How do I end up in these situations?
"Do what?" He whispers.
"Look at me with those… those bedroom eyes. It won't work. I don't have feelings for you anymore." I try to convince him and myself.
"No feelings huh?" He replies huskily. When he tugs his bottom lip in between his teeth, I can barely breath.
"Nothing at all." My eyes flicker between his eyes and lips a few times.
I should move away but I don't. My chest starts rising, and I think I officially lost it. I'm not thinking clearly when I pull his shirt bringing his lips to mine. Obviously he isn't shocked one bit because he kisses back feverishly. He places his hand on my waist. I missed this, I missed his lips, his taste, his hands on me. All of it. The way he makes me feel. It's not long before tongues are involved and Huey hoists me on top of the sink. I wrap my arms around his neck, digging my hands in his hair. His soft wonderful hair.
I know I should pull away but I can't. I do the exact opposite and push my core into him. I moan into the kiss slightly at the friction, Huey puts his hands on my bottom and squeezes. I deepened the kiss even more, I forgot how good he is at kissing. We've been waiting for this moment I know it, hell he probably even planned this. But I'm not complaining at the moment. Huey tears his mouth from mine to my neck, swirling, licking and kissing. I let out a small moan, and he chuckles against my skin.
"I knew you still wanted me." I look at him hazily. I rub my finger down his lips.
"Shh, Don't talk." I breathe out and pull his face back to mine, kissing him. I just wanted to live in the moment right now, talking would only ruin the mood. I just want him close. I feel myself getting hot, and wet down there. Thank goodness I wore this skirt because I can feel Huey's bulge that's inside his pants. My hands slide down his torso and I lift his shirt up a little, dusting my hand over the waistband. His hands were roaming all down my back side, clouding my judgement. Impulsively, I pull away and start to fumble with his belt, trying to unbuckle it and he let me. Just when I am going to get it unbuckled there's a knock on the door. I halt.
"Jazmine you in there?" I freeze. 'Shit!' It's Logan. Oh my god I completely forgot about him. I look at Huey who's annoyed of course. 'Oh lord I hope he doesn't say anything.' Just to be precautious I cover his mouth with my hand.
I panic, "Um yeah I'm in here. I uh dropped my uh earring in the toilet." Huey raises an eyebrow at this and I shrug my shoulders.
"Oh alright. Do you need help?"
"No, no. I'll be out in one second I promise." I wait a few moments before I'm pretty sure he walked away.
I hop of the sink and pull my skirt down, awkwardly dusting my shirt off. I practically run out the bathroom away from Huey. I couldn't talk to him right now and I didn't need to. It was only a relapse in judgement, it wouldn't happen again. I just did something terrible. I'm supposed to be on a date with one man and in the bathroom about to have sex with another. Who am I? Huey makes me act in ways I shouldn't and that's why that can't happen again
I find Logan, "You good?" He inquires.
"Yeah, but I'm ready to go."
"Cool let's go." We walk out of the club.
On the ride back to my house I recount the events that just took place. Seeing Huey, kissing him, about to do more, all of it flashes in my head. I fiddle with my skirt a little and look at Logan. When he smiles at me shortly I feel so guilty. I cross my legs and look out the window. Looking at him would only make me feel even more dirty than I already do. I can't believe I just did that.
Logan walks me to my door, "So I had fun tonight."
"Yeah me too." I put on a smile.
"We should do this again soon."
"Definitely. I'd enjoy that." We're both quiet for a moment. Standing in front of my door.
"So…" He trails off. His face moving closer to mine. He's centimeters away. I know what he's about to do but I can bring myself to do what he wants. It would be wrong to both of us.
I pull my head back, "Uh- oh you!" I tap his cheek with my fist, awkwardly.
Logan's of course puzzled, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to uh-"
"No, no I'm sorry." I blush. I feel so embarrassed.
"I-I didn't mean to assume or anything."
"Sorry it's not you, it's just… I'm not ready yet." I bite my cheek. I was more than ready to do it with someone else than him, my ex. And I lied to him again today. Well more a white lie because I'm really not ready for that type of intimacy with Logan yet. Even though we're not together I still feel terrible.
"It's ok, really it is. I understand." Logan assures.
"Thank you for understanding. I hope we will get there soon though."
"No problem and yeah me too."
"See you later." I hug him.
"Later Jay." He walks off.
I unlock my apartment door and take off my shoes. A load has been taken off of me when I slump on my couch. When will I learn to stop making the wrong decisions? Specifically when it comes down to Huey. All I know is that we can't happen again. It wouldn't be good. I needed to figure this out quick before it messes with my life.
A/n: You guys not fucking with Logan? Lol.