No Ordinary Love (14 page)

A minute later she heard him say, “I’ma get back at you a lil’ bit later.”

Casey kept her mouth shut when he came back into the room.

Daemon had expected her to say something but when her silence continued, he shrugged and said, “You mad ‘cause she called? She ain’t know.”

Frowning, Casey put her hands on her hips. “And you sure didn’t tell her ass either.”

Now it was his turn to be silent.

So, Casey started talking. “You’re going to get back at her later? Are you fucking kidding me?”

“It’s not that serious, Casey,” he told her.

His attitude is all wrong for this. He way too cool
, Casey thought. She nodded her head. “We not that serious that you couldn’t tell her not to fuckin’ call here ‘cause you’re involved with me?”

Daemon shook his head. Here comes the relationship shit, he thought. When was the last time he ever had to answer questions? For the longest time he’d answered only to himself. Now he had Casey and a reason to answer any questions she threw at him.

Daemon dropped the phone onto the bed, and then he tried to assure her by saying, “It’s not even like that.”

Her eyes narrowed as she began pointing in the air. “You used to fuck with her.” Casey shrugged. “How is it then?”

“If you’re going to trip, we might as well not even discuss it.”

Casey frowned and took a step towards him. “What?”

“I’m not for this stupid arguing bullshit. The nice thing to say was, ‘I’ma get back at you. That don’t mean I am.”

She laughed. “You not for the bullshit? If one of my dudes would have called here this morning, and I said that, you wouldn’t be trippin’? That’s what you sayin’, though ain’t it?”

Daemon didn’t say anything in his own defense, because he knew he would have flipped out. Not after he’d just spent the night making love to her was she going to talk to some nigga on the phone.

“I haven’t talked to her in like two weeks.”

Casey lifted her arms out at her sides. “I don’t give a hell when you talked to her. You could have told her that we’re together now. And you did not do it! All I want to know is if you plan on getting back at her while we together. You might as well let me know now,” she demanded.

Daemon looked at her in disbelief. “I’m going to cheat on you now?”

She shrugged, it felt childish but she couldn’t help it and added, “Are you?”

That made him angry. Here she was accusing him of something he hadn’t thought of doing. Something he had no intention of doing but had feared that at some point he would.

“You are really being extra’,” he told her. “And I need you to calm down, if you think you going continue a conversation with me.”

Did this nigga just say what I think? After he fucked me all night, he gon’ say think I’ma talk to him?
“I’m not interested in talking to you then,” she told him. She refused to, when he had this type of attitude.

Daemon looked at her. He knew that she had a very bad temper, and he figured that he was testing it. She’d probably expected him to react differently to the situation. He’d tried, but then she started yelling and he wasn’t going to permit anyone to yell at him. Yelling was a ‘no-no’. And if Casey thought that she was, she had another thing coming to her.

“Casey, you need to get that attitude together.”

She sucked her teeth at that. “I have a freakin’ attitude, because you didn’t tell her. What are you not understanding about that?”

He laughed at her. “If she call here again, I’ll tell her. Okay? Is that fine with you?” He made an attempt to reconcile the problem. When Casey rolled her eyes, he added, “Make sure you do the same thing with your dudes.” Then he went into the bathroom and slammed the door.

Casey stood there stunned. She’d never had a door slammed in her face before. First time for everything, she figured. She looked at the door and wondered how pissed Daemon was.

The land line telephone rang again just as she was about to knock on the bathroom door and she answered.

“It sure is nice to know that you haven’t dropped off the face of the earth,” Catrina told her.

She smiled a little and said, “Nag, nag, nag. What are you doing?”

At that present moment she was in David’s bed with Cinyah and Yah curled beside her. “Laying here waiting for these kids to wake up so I can feed them.”

“Who letting you watch they babies?” Casey questioned.

Catrina frowned. She wasn’t supposed to be watching anybody, but when she arrived at David’s after work, the kids had been there. “Dave is watching Nyah and Yah. He’s in the shower, so if they wake up, I’ma fix them a bowl of cereal. We got to get together for lunch today. I really need to talk to you,” Catrina said deciding, that it was time to get up.

“Me too. Me and D had an argument. The girl Karen called this morning, and we had just got finished boo loving, and he starts talking to her, and then he told her he was going to get back at her later. I flipped out on him. And now he pissed. He practically slammed the bathroom door in my face.”

Catrina scratched her scarf and squinted her eyes as if that would make her understand more clearly. “Wait a minute, wait one minute. Define ‘boo loving.”

Casey sighed. “I told you I had something to tell you.”

Catrina’s jaw dropped and would have hit the floor if I were possible at the implication that Casey had lost her virginity. Casey was supposed to talk to her when she felt she was ready so she could answer any questions she’d had.

“I’m coming over when I drop these kids off.”

She should have known Catrina would assume the mother role. “Okay, but tell me what to do about D. I kind of blew the entire thing out of proportion,” she continued to explain in detail what had happened between herself and Daemon that morning.

Catrina cleared her throat before saying what she wanted. Her best friend was stubborn and would probably frown at her suggestion, but she gave her opinion anyway. “Kind of apologize, but not apologize,” she added before Casey could say anything. “You did blow it out of proportion. Was he supposed to call every girl he talk to and tell them not to call him no more? Be real, that’s not gon’ happen. I’m sure you didn’t call all the guys you talking to.”

“The point is that he told her he was gon’ get back at her.”

Catrina sucked her teeth. “That don’t mean that he is, Case. It’s just something to say,” she told her.

Casey huffed. “That’s what he said. I hate apologizing,” she fumed.

“Hold on,” Catrina told Case when she heard David call her from the bathroom. “What?” she answered.

“C’mere for a minute,” he said.

“I’ma call you back,” she told Casey and put the phone down before she went to see what David wanted.

He bet not ask me to cook him nothin’ to eat for breakfast either
, she thought as she stepped into the steam-filled room. “What?” she asked, folding her arms over her chest.

The shower door cracked a little, and David’s head peeked out. He smiled upon seeing her. “Take a shower with me,” he invited.

Catrina frowned. “I don’t think so, David,” she responded, even as the thought of tangling with him in the wet, and becoming one beneath the spray of the water, appealed to her. “Stop,” she murmured when he attempted to grab her. “The kids are asleep,” she reminded him.

David made another grab at her and was successful this time. “All the more reason to do it now,” he enticed. “Come on, bey, take a shower with me.”

The sprinkles of water were bouncing off his body and onto her pajamas. “Come on, now I’m getting wet.”

He grinned at that. “I like when you wet.”

Catrina shook her head. “My nightgown is getting wet,” she clarified.

David could see that she was warming to the idea. “Well, we’ll just have to work on the other. Now you either get them wet or you take them off,” he warned his wet hands going to the hem of her silk nightgown.

She had yet to agree to anything when David began to slowly pull the hem up her thighs. “What about my hair?” she asked him when he did away with the gown.

“I’ll get it done for you. Now stop actin’ like you don’t want me to love you down,” he joked.

Catrina laughed as he helped her step into a shower that was big enough for four. “If I slip, I’ma kill you,” she warned playfully.

When was the last time I took a shower with a man aside from Dave?
she mused as David began massaging soap into her skin. She closed her eyes and let herself be taken away. He was the only man who’d ever made her feel this way. He could make her want even though she’d trained herself against him. It had always been him. Every guy she’d had sexual relation with had been compared to this man, and none of them had matched. Well, maybe a select few, but even then she had found herself thinking of him.

This is crazy
, she thought with her head leaning back on his shoulder as he caressed her breast with his hands, then they traveled down to the valley between her slick thighs. On a sigh of pleasure, she arched her back against his chest while he whispered the things he wanted to do to her in her ear.

Crying out, she sagged against him, her energy depleted. That had always been a skill of his. After a second, Catrina realized that she was now pressed against the shower wall, sprinkles of water dancing around on her chest.

David lifted her and waited until she locked her long legs around his waist before he entered her.

Catrina moaned, arching her back, fingers digging into his shoulder as he slowly worked himself in and out of her. Her sighs and whispers of encouragement enticed him to put in the best work he ever had.

David bent his knees and drove upward in a determined stroke, causing Catrina to cry out in pleasure. She began going crazy for something to touch. First her fingers kneaded his back muscles, then grabbed his bald head and held on to it. Her body began to make huge demands on his.

David groaned when he felt her muscles tighten around him. She ready now, he thought knowing when he achieved this response she was on the brink. She continued to make the noise that he loved to hear. Times like this, David knew that he could get her to go along with just about anything he said.

“Say my name,” he murmured breathlessly against her ear. He began to pull lightly at her ear with his teeth. “Say my name,” he pleaded again.

Catrina bit her bottom lip, set against responding, but on the next stroke his name slipped fluidly from her lips.

Chapter Ten

News to Them

Guy Talk

Tyree shook his head at his best friend. David was further gone over Catrina than he’d assumed. Being his best friend he knew that David held feelings for her; he hadn’t realized until today how deep they went. The man was faced with making a business decision that would change his life, and he was debating what to do because of a woman.

One hand he had Catrina and all the confusion they created together. On the other he had a new position as Junior VP of a new branch his firm was opening in Atlanta. After having been nominated by his current branch’s senior VP, David had undergone the application process, been selected and without regard for anything except his career, had accepted the job. That was a month before Catrina had come home, and now it was a month and a half after. He had yet to murmur a word about the job to her.

“You have got your priorities fucked up,” Tyree told him and looked to Daemon to co-sign.

David rubbed a hand over his baldhead. “I know what I’m doing,” he murmured. “In two years I could be heading up that branch. Niggas like me don’t get opportunities like that on the regular.”

“You know you going. Just tell her. Lying is what got y’all into the mess y’all in right now.”

David shook his head. Nothing was ever that simple with Catrina. “I am. I just haven’t found the right time.”

Daemon laughed. “Dave you going to search for an apartment next week. When do you think the right time will present itself? This shit is gon’ blow up in your face, man”

That was one thing he was afraid of. “I just don’t understand her. I been telling her for weeks that I want to be with her and she just been putting me off like I’m talking out my ass.”

Daemon stared at his friend. “That’s because you are. You’re moving to another goddamn state and she doesn’t know shit about it. You haven’t opened your damn mouth. You just now told Shay that you not fuckin’ with her no more. Trina’s biggest problem with you is the fact that you talk before you act. How you expect her to respond?”

Tyree nodded in agreement. “That’s about right.”

The situation wouldn’t have become so sticky, if she’d just went along with the idea of them getting together. The last thing he wanted to do was keep this from her. He had because he figured that they would’ve established a solid relationship before he let her know his plans.

They all knew that Catrina wouldn’t have given him her time. She may have been with him, but she wouldn’t have limited herself to him exclusively like she was doing now.

“I love her. I can’t see my life without her, y’all.”

“So you want to marry her?” Daemon asked and didn’t bother to mask the surprise on his face.

David nodded and shrugged. “Yes, I would like to marry her.”

Tyree smiled. He had no idea what the world was coming to. First Daemon was sleeping with Casey and now David wanted to marry Catrina. “That’s a big step,” Tyree informed his friend.

“I’ve loved her since I was eighteen. It’s been years in the making.”

Daemon stood up. “Let me get this man a drink,” he said pulling out a bottle of water from the refrigerator. He shrugged and cracked a smile. “It’s too early for liquor,” he explained.

He set the bottle in front of David and grabbed two more for himself and Tyree. “You do plan on telling her before you ask her, right?”

“Of course.”
Since this was news to him, Tyree asked, “So when is all of this going to happen?”

David smiled. “Don’t have much time..”

“Exactly what we have been telling your ass. So what did you tell Shay today at lunch?”

“I told her that I was moving to Atlanta and that I couldn’t see her anymore. She started talking ‘bout how she wants to move down there with me and shit. I haven’t seen or talked to the girl for more than two weeks. I figured she knew it was over, until she called me.”