Me: I just wanted to know her name in case my daughter ever came home talking about her daddy’s new friend.
Noodle’s Daddy: You won’t ever have to worry about that. Ain’t nobody meetin’ my little one.
Me: Yeah, whatever. I’m trying to eat in peace. Go back to your little “friend”
The more I thought about it, the more upset I became. I wanted my man back, and seeing him in person with another woman damn near crushed me. Normally, I was good at putting on a front, but I was failing miserably and didn’t know what to do.
Noodle’s Daddy: It’s crazy for you to be jealous when you’re the one who holds all the cards.
Me: What do you mean?
I was so engrossed in texting; I hadn’t even realized a fly was having a field day on my plate. It completely ruined my appetite as I set the plate on the ground.
Noodle’s Daddy: You’re upset because I’m here with Montoya, but you’re here with this nigga as if you weren’t just sitting on my face last night. Make it make sense.
He had a point. We had been sneaking around and fucking for a while now, and I couldn’t stop. Mendeecees and I weren’t in an official relationship, but I was sure he wouldn’t have been cool with me letting my baby daddy slut me out every chance he got.
Me: What’s your point?”
My nerves got the best of me as I waited for a reply.
Noodle’s Daddy: Lola B, you already know what it is between you and me. I’ve made my stance abundantly clear.
Me: So what are you saying?
Noodle’s Daddy: What do you want, Lyric?
I bit my bottom lip as I replied.
Me: I want you.
The bubbles popped up, and I swear I felt like I was going to pass out as I waited for him to respond.
Noodle’s Daddy: Prove it.
I closed our interaction, trying to figure out what my next move would be. Deciding to go back into the house, I took a deep breath to gather my thoughts.
As soon as I stepped inside, I started looking around for Essex. I spotted Keynauri, but he was talking to a bunch of people I wasn’t familiar with. After searching for a few minutes, my bladder grew full, and I decided to take a detour to the bathroom and then resume my search. I had never been to this place before, so I opened a few doors before I finally reached the bathroom.
After I finished, I washed my hands and walked out. At first, I was going to go back to the main room with everyone else, but something was telling me to be nosy and look around. I opened a couple of doors and peeked inside and was shocked to find random couples fucking. They hadn’t even bothered to lock the doors. Mendeecees rented the mansion for the weekend, and he showed me the master bedroom he would be sleeping in.
For some reason, I found myself walking further down the hall. When I got to the master bedroom, I pressed my ear to the door to make sure no one was in there. The music was so loud in the house, I couldn’t hear anything one way or the other. Deciding to throw caution to the wind and open the door, I breathed a small sigh of relief when I discovered no one was inside. As I walked further into the room, I admired the black and gold décor, along with the large area rug in front of the fireplace. I had never seen one in the master bedroom, and I thought it added a nice touch to the room. It gave rich bachelor vibes with a little splash of sexiness.
I continued to snoop around the room, checking the bathroom to make sure there weren’t any random couples in there either. Mendeecees warned me that these kinds of parties could get wild, but nothing prepared me for what I witnessed in those guest rooms.
“Let me find out you don’t really want yo’ nigga back.” His voice stopped me in my tracks, and I turned in his direction. My coochie had a mind of its own as it leaked instantly.
“I looked for you, but I couldn’t find you. I decided to go to the bathroom and then come back.”
“Yeah, alright. Tell me anything.” Essex swaggered over to me, sending my hormones into overdrive. No man had ever had a hold on me the way he did, and I wasn’t ashamed to admit that I was downright addicted.
“What were you looking for me for anyway?” he asked with a cocky grin.
My arms were folded across my chest as I tried my best to conceal my hardened nipples. “You told me I had to prove it, so that’s what I was coming to do,” I murmured, embarrassed by the way he was making me feel.
“Oh, yeah? And how were you planning to do that?”
Essex stood so close to me, I could see his pores.