For whatever reason, Sam seemed to think Terrell wasn’t interested. If she was only basing that belief on the fact that he had a girlfriend, I wasn’t convinced. But, I told her I’d do this, so I forced myself to be open-minded. After all, all I’ve ever wanted was for her to be happy. And if having this guys’ friendship did that, then……hell, I couldn’t even fake like I liked the idea. I’d just have to suck it up and deal with it.
My eyes shot open as an unexpected revelation hit me; I was the one who told Sam to get out and make friends in the first place. Now, just because I didn’t like who she chose to befriend, I was giving her a hard time. I sighed and shook my head, acknowledging what a douche-bag she must think I was being. Whether I knew this guy or not, I knew Sam. She’s by far the most trustworthy person I knew and I wasn’t giving her enough credit. If this guy wasn’t good people, she’d cut him off quickly. No questions asked. With that, I made up my mind to back off…..unless Terrell gave me a reason not to.
*****
We were supposed to leave by seven, and the later it got the more I didn’t want to go. I was still sitting around in my shorts while I watched Sam pulling up her jeans.
“You do know we’re supposed to leave in like,” she looked at the time on her phone, “ten minutes, right?”
My efforts to stall apparently hadn’t gone unnoticed. I got up and got dressed once she went into the bathroom to put the finishing touches on her look. When she came back looking sexy as ever, I couldn’t help but to think we’d have more fun if we stayed in - rerunning what we did the night before.
I realized that my mouth was open and shut it. Those jeans may as well have been painted on, hugging and cupping each and every curve – curves that I openly admit to being addicted to. At the thought of it, a sharp breath left my lungs. Her glossy lips glistened and called my name. Well, not literally, but I swear I heard it anyway. My eyes were on her as she paced over to the closet and grabbed a pair of yellow heels that matched her shirt. She had to be the most beautiful girl I’d ever seen. Instantly I began to fantasize about what I’d do to her if I didn’t think she’d protest against me messing up her hair. The visual now emblazoned in my head left me to question whether last night was nothing but a slip up. We hadn’t discussed it, so I found myself wondering if her body was again off limits. I’d give my right arm for that not to be the case.
“Ready?” She asked.
I couldn’t even respond as a ghost of her naked figure excused itself from my thoughts. I nodded and stood by as she locked the door, following a few paces behind as she led the way to Terrell’s room. I tried to convince myself that it didn’t irk me that he was only right down the hall, but who was I kidding. She knocked once and the door opened almost immediately, like he was anticipating her arrival. I already didn’t like it, but I promised her I’d try. This guy was huge – had to be a few inches taller than me, which would make him about 6’5”. To add to it, he was almost pure muscle. When he saw Sam, he smiled. Naturally I hung back and observed how he was with her.
“Terrell, this is AJ”
“What’s up, man? I’ve heard a lot about you,” Terrell said as he reached out to shake my hand. I returned the gesture and nodded once before shoving my hands back in my pockets.
“Where’s Maisha?” Sam asked.
“She just called and said she’s about to walk up to the building. We’ll probably run into her on our way out,” Terrell replied.
He slammed his door shut and walked a few feet ahead of Sam and me. So far he seemed ok, but I was sure to catch him slipping as the night wore on. When we reached the bottom of the steps, Terrell’s girl was just walking in. His demeanor completely changed as soon as he laid eyes on her. They approached one another in the middle of the lobby and exchanged a kiss. Terrell turned to introduce me to Maisha and I caught a glimpse of how she looked at Sam. She was a little reserved, almost like she didn’t really trust Sam or something. Maybe she felt the same way about her that I felt about Terrell.
“Maisha, this is AJ, Sam’s boyfriend.”