No Justice No Peace (23 page)

I didn’t reach Anna’s house until almost noon.  When she opened the door, she still had on her nightgown and turned away from the door.  I walked in and sat on the arm of her couch.  I held the roses out to her, and she stood across the room with a blank expression.

“I stopped at the store and bought these for you.  Here.”

She walked over and snatched them from me.  One by one, she tore them apart and dropped them on the floor. She walked away and headed towards the kitchen. “Get out!” she yelled. “And don’t forget to close the door behind you.”

I rushed up to her and grabbed her waist.  “Would you stop all this nonsense and go put on some clothes?”

She snatched away from me and her robe came loose. “Nonsense!  What’s nonsense is you hanging up on me last night and coming here late with some freaking flowers, thinking I’m going somewhere with you.  You are crazy, man, I swear you’re crazy.”

            I glanced at her naked body and she quickly gathered her robe and tied it. “I apologize for hanging up on you, but I don’t take threats too lightly.  I’m late because I stopped to get your flowers and I saw a friend of mine at the supermarket.  Please know that I’m not going to kiss your ass, Anna, but I’m asking you to get dressed so we can go. If not, then I’m out of here.”

            She rolled her eyes and turned to go upstairs.  I followed behind her, and when we got to her room, I sat on the edge of her bed while she got dressed.  There wasn’t no need to get all hyped about what had gone down between us because it was obvious Anna was going with me the moment I stepped in the door.  Her perfume I could smell a mile a way.  Her makeup had been freshly done, and when we made it to her room, her outfit was already laid out on the bed. The drama that women bring about just fucks me up sometimes.  It didn’t make sense to go through all that bullshit, when she knew damn well she was going with me. This was some confusing shit, but I guess we all had to go through it. 

            Anna took her time getting ready.  She stood in the bathroom and played around with her hair while looking in the mirror.  When she couldn’t decide how she wanted it, she stepped outside of the bathroom and called my name as I paged through a sports magazine.

            “What?” I said looking up.  She was naked and held her hair up with her hands.

            “Up or down?” she said, and then let her hair fall.

            I looked at the tiny gap between her legs.  I then looked at her breasts and back down between her legs. “Down,” I said.

            “I was talking about my hair.  Do you like it up or down?”

            My eyes continued to search her body. “Up,” I said.

            “Forget it,” she said, walking back into the bathroom.  I watched as she stood on the tips of her toes and leaned in to look in the mirror.  She teased her hair with her fingers and slid on some more lip-gloss.  The nice small curve in her ass looked awfully good from the side and before she put her clothes on, I got up and walked to where she stood.  I leaned against the doorway and continued to watch her get ready.  She looked at me through the mirror.

            “Can I help you?” she smiled.  She knew that she had my undivided attention.

            I nudged my head toward the bed. “Do you feel like taking care of something before we leave?”

            She turned to look at me. “Uh, no.  I’m smelling and feeling too fresh and I’m not about to mess myself up.  Besides, you can wait until later, can’t you?”

            “I guess. But, hurry up and put on some clothes.  You have no idea what you’re doing to me now.”

            Anna smiled and walked out of the bathroom.  She slid into her turquoise silk panties and bra.  Before she put her jeans on, I walked over and took them from her hands.  I laid her back on the bed, wrapping her legs around me.

            “Please,” I begged. “I can’t wait until later.”

            She rubbed my face. “You look so pathetic when you beg. But, this is payback for not being on time.  I said later, so we’re going to wait until later.  Now, please get up so we can go.”

            Normally, this shit wouldn’t go down like this.  I’d play with the pussy until it was ready to give in to me.  However, I knew Anna was different.  She’d be offended if I tried to go any further so I had to be careful that I didn’t hurt her feelings.  With that in mind, I got up and went downstairs until she got dressed.  Nearly a half an hour later, she was ready to go.

            For Anna to be such a beautiful woman, she dressed kind of plain.  Today, she had on a pair of faded jeans and a pink t-shirt with white letters on it.  She looked decent, but I knew underneath it all that she could also look like a lady.  Honestly, I can’t think of one time I’d seen her in an outfit I was overwhelmingly pleased with.  So, instead of having lunch first, I took her to Saks Fifth Avenue.  I didn’t know much about women’s clothing, but when I saw a white silk knee length fitted skirt and white and black strapless halter to match on a mannequin, I envisioned it on Anna. I pulled her into the store and the sales associates came flocking.  It didn’t dawn on me as to why, until Anna went to the fitting room to try the outfit on.

            “So, what football team do you play for?” the sales associate asked.

            “I don’t play football.”

            “Baseball?” she laughed. “Your face looks so familiar.”

            “You might have seen it on
America’s Most
Wanted
. I don’t know, I’m not quite sure where you’ve seen it.”

            She laughed. “Oh, you’re so funny.  I’m going to go check on your wife and see how she’s doing.”

            She walked off, and as I looked around and saw some more things I wanted Anna to have, I picked them up and placed them across my arm.  Shortly after, she came out of the fitting room with the black and white outfit on.  The skirt curved to her hips perfectly and the top made her breasts look down right suckable.  I placed the items in my hand on the chair in front of me and walked up to give her props.

            “You look fine as hell,” I said.

            “Doesn’t she look gorgeous,” the sales associate chimed in.

            Anna smiled and looked down at herself. “I feel so…I don’t know how I feel.  I like it, though.”

            “Turn around,” I asked.

            “Kiley,” she said as if I’d embarrassed her.

            “Honey, let him see your tush,” the lady interrupted again. “That’s how men really can tell if they like the outfit or not.”

            Anna turned around and I felt like I was in heaven.  “We’ll take it,” I rushed to say. “And, we’ll take this other stuff too.”

            “Kiley, do you know how much this…this outfit cost?  I will not…you will not buy this for me.”

            “I buy what I want to buy.  Leave the outfit on, and put the jeans and the t-shirt in a bag that the sales associate will give you.”

            I hadn’t even purchased anything yet and the sales associate had already run behind the counter to get a bag.

            “Here you go, hun. And I have the perfect shoes to match that outfit.  Would you like to see them, sir?”

I nodded and she walked me over to the small shoe department.

            “What size shoe does she wear?”

Anna walked up from behind with her arms folded. “A size six, but I’m not wearing this outfit today.”

“Baby, come on,” I pouted. “You look good.  Stop being so difficult and just relax.”

“Kiley, there’s no need for me to look like a million bucks and I don’t have it.  I could use this money for Antonio…”

“Here you go!” the lady shouted. “A size six it is.  You are going to look fabulous with these shoes on.”

I had to admit, the shoes were as sharp as the outfit.  They had a thin three to four inch heel and strapped up with thick black and white ribbons.

Anna took the shoe from the lady and held it in her hand. “How much is this shoe?” she asked.

The lady cleared her throat. “I…I think it’s like six or seven hundred dollars.  I’m really not sure.”  She turned to look at the box. “Seven seventy-five.  But you can match it up with so many things.”

“I don’t want the shoes,” Anna quickly said.

“Why not?” I asked.

“Because they’re too expensive.  Besides, I can’t walk in a heel that high.”

I turned to the associate. “Do you have anything else with a smaller heel?”

“You don’t want to go too much smaller with a skirt like that.  Maybe an inch smaller but that’s as low as she’d want to go.”

The associate found another shoe for Anna that had a black frame and silk white straps that crossed over the top.  It matched the outfit even better.

“We’ll take them,” I said.

Anna rolled her eyes. “I’m almost afraid to ask but how much are they?”

The sales associate was about to speak up, but I stopped her.  “It doesn’t matter.  I said we’ll take them.”

“Good good good,” she said, rubbing her hands together and heading for the counter. 

Anna sat on the leather chair behind me and slid into the shoes.  When she stood up, she walked up to me and slid her arm into mine. 

“I’m killing you when we get back to your place. You didn’t have to do this.”

I smiled at how beautiful she looked and waited for the associate to come with a total.  As she scanned in the other items, Anna pinched my arm.

“I don’t like that shirt,” she said, as she tried to convince me not to buy it.

“I do,” I said to the associate, “so go ahead.”

“Those pants are ugly,” she said as the next item was scanned.

The associate ignored her as well as me.  When all was said and done, the total came to six thousand ninety-five dollars and some odd cents.  Anna released her arm from mine.

“I’ll be waiting for you outside.  This is so ridiculous,” she said, walking off.

I reached in my pocket and pulled the money out from my wallet.  After I paid the associate, she was all smiles.  She walked the bags around to me and placed them in my hand.

“Thank you, sir.  I can’t remember the last time I’ve seen a woman look so magnificent.”

“Me either,” I said, and then left the store.  Anna was sitting outside in the mall on one of the benches.  She moved her curly hair away from her face and a few strands behind her ears.

“Did I look that bad where you felt the need to clean me up?”

I sat next to her. “Na, baby.  It ain’t nothing like that.  I just wanted to do something nice for you, that’s all.”

“Thanks,” she said, and then kissed me on the cheek. “Where to now?”

“You wanna grab a bite to eat while we’re here?”

“That sounds good,” she said, and then stood up. “Besides, I’m starving.” 

Anna and me walked to a restaurant that was at the other end of the mall.  I can’t remember a time when I’d gotten so many stares.  Everybody was looking and I assumed they were thinking what in the hell was Anna doing with a black ass brotha such as myself.  Either way, she was uncomfortable with all of the attention, but I loved every bit of it.  It took me back to my earlier days in LA when we’d get dressed at our best for a night on the town.  At the time, Jada was my sidekick, and she had no problem flaunting the two or three thousand dollar fit she’d bought with my money.  She was a big spender and so was I.  It wasn’t until I moved to St. Louis when all of that shit came to a halt. 

Dinner was peaceful and quiet.  We didn’t have time to make it to the movies because I wanted to make it to the racetrack before it got too late.  Every once in a while, I had to get my gamble on.  I enjoyed going to the tracks, and since Anna had never been, I thought the atmosphere would be perfect.

By the time we got there, the place was jammed pack.  I let Anna pick the horses and I told her I’d split the cash with her if the horses she picked won.  Before we took our seats, I stood in line to get some popcorn and Anna went to the restroom.  As she walked away, I stared deeply at her from behind and thought about our eventful intercourse later on tonight.  As happy as she was, I knew she’d get loose with me tonight.  I had a good feeling and couldn’t wait to bring about some changes I wanted to take place in our sex life. 

Just as I was in deep thought, looking at her as she opened the bathroom door, I heard a voice next to me.

“Now, that is a sight for sore eyes,” he said.  I turned my head and it was Dominique.  He was pimped out in his black on black pants suit with two of his boys standing next to him. “Kiley, why you ain’t tell me you was doing it like that?  If I had known Anna could clean up like that, shit…

I just looked at him because he seriously disgusted me.  When the lady behind the concession stand asked what I wanted, I told her some popcorn and a soda.  I could tell Dominique was pissed because I hadn’t given him the attention he thought he rightfully deserved.  And when Anna came out of the restroom, her hips swayed from side to side as she made her way towards me.  She walked right past him, as he and his boys checked her out from head to toe.  She came up to me and wrapped her arm around mine like she’d done all day long.  As we waited for my popcorn and soda, she leaned her head against my shoulder.