Take It (Sinclair 1)

Kalilah: Ohhh! Ha! Sorry, I don’t speak text. Research.

Nick: Research?

Kalilah: Yup. Not for work though. Long story.

Nick: Well if you wanted to share…

Kalilah: WYD? See I learn fast.

Nick: Relaxing all by my lonesome.

Kalilah: What? No hot date?

Nick: If I was on a hot date, would I respond so quickly?

Kalilah: Touché. So, no lukewarm or cold date either, I take it.

Nick: Nope as single as the day I was born.

Kalilah: Shocker! But you are sooooo charming and such.

Nick smiled at her sass.

Nick: I’m sure I could be charming if I tried hard enough. Something tells me that you are not on a date either…

Kalilah: Possible. However, I could be treating my date as research. Maybe I am trying to see how long I can text in a middle of a date before he gets upset.

Nick: Are you?

Kalilah: Nope. But, you can’t assume IJS.

Nick: ‘I’m just saying’, huh? U do learn fast.

Kalilah: Yup.

Nick: You said we still needed to talk…did you want to talk now?

Kalilah: Can’t. G2G…. I just learned a new one. Boom!

Nick: Ha! Okay.

Nick was grinning so hard his face hurt. It took him two years to get her number; he immediately saved it to his phone. That text conversation was promising. She was easy to talk to when she wasn’t angry. He hoped their next conversation would be that easy. Maybe he could get to know her. Hopefully, he would be able to make her his. Maybe she would call him later that night when he was in bed. His oversexed brain conjured an image of her lying in bed while talking to him. Did she wear something little and revealing when she slept?

In his best fantasy, she slept nude, and the cool air would make her chocolate nipples bead. Nick started to wonder what her nipples looked like. Did black girls have different areola colors? Nick tried to remember if he’d seen any black girls topless. He’d only been to a strip club once and hardly remembered the girls since he had had entirely too much to drink that night.

He’d seen Halle Berry’s once in one of her movies, but other than that he didn’t have anything to compare. He turned on his cable. Maybe he could rent an adult movie to see the girls. Then he thought better of it. He wasn’t about to be the single virgin with a bunch of adult movie purchases on his bill.

He went in his room and checked his wallet. He had enough cash to go to the Adult store and get a few DVDs. He tucked his wallet in the pocket of his sweats and pulled on a long sleeve shirt in case it was a little cool out. Nick slid on his tennis shoes and grabbed his keys. He grabbed his phone and double checked his map. There was a store nearby.

Nick parked in front of the store ten minutes later and took a deep breath. He wasn’t used to going into porn shops because he used to download things on his computer. As he got a little older, he started to feel that it wasn’t good to keep porn on his computer. He would have been embarrassed if one of his family members had borrowed his computer and found his stash. DVDs bought with cash was the way for him.

Nick braced himself for the initial uneasiness he usually felt when he walked into an adult store. It was practically empty save for three women dressed for a bachelorette party. Two were brunette; one’s hair was a softer brown, and the other’s hair was almost black. The one with the black hair looked mysterious, and she was adorned in a fake sparkly tiara, a white boa, and a sash the read ‘Bride’.

The other friend, a red head, was openly eye-fucking him with her green eyes. He was flattered because no one ever looked at him that way. He was also uneasy because she was approaching him. Her bridesmaid’s sash was falling off her shoulder, and the black strip of fabric she called a dress showed off all her assets and left little to the imagination.

She was trying her best to walk like a sex kitten, but the choppy steps were proof that she wasn’t used to her strappy stilettos. He took a moment to admire her body. Her breasts were full and on display since the middle of her dress dropped almost to her navel. Her stomach was flat, and her hips jutted out enough for her to not look boxy. Although, he couldn’t exactly call her curvy. Overall, he’d give her a six.

“Hello, there. You’re a pleasant surprise.” She grinned showing all her nice teeth. Was that supposed to be amusing or charming? Her eyes looked slightly glazed over. Nick nodded in understanding. She was either drunk or close. He looked at his watch. 10:00 PM. She was either a light weight, or they had started early.