A Heart Full of Lies (22 page)

              Sasha shook her head amused. “I’m happy y’all good, because you were walking around like a lost puppy.” Sasha pouted mocking her.

              Erin flipped her off. “He knows he missed me, trying to act all hard and shit.”

              “You’re the same way. Quit tryna  front. So when we heading out? I gotta be back by 7 though.” She leaned on the kitchen island.

              Erin frowned. “Dinner won’t start until about 5-5:30. Where are you going?”

              “Erin, I think you were born nosey. I’m going out with a friend.” Sasha stood up.

              “A date? With wh-“ She stopped when Tone entered the kitchen yawning.

              He opened the refrigerator. “Don’t stop gossiping on behalf of me.” He took a can of Sprite out and popped it open.

              Erin pushed him playfully. “We weren’t gossiping. And how you know I wasn’t going to finish that last can.” She snatched the can out of his hand and put it to her mouth.

              Sasha laughed. “Y’all crazy. E, I’ma end up leaving the dinner early, I still want to help serve but I can’t stay that long. I need time to get ready.”

              Tone put his fitted cap on and kissed Erin on the cheek. “Merry Christmas, I love you.” He pointed at Sasha. “Merry Christmas, and stay out of trouble, both of y’all.”

              Sasha and Erin laughed as he exited; the night was definitely still young.

              Erin picked up her little sister and was on her way to feed the less fortunate. It was like a tradition for them to go every year. Feeding the homeless reminded Erin of everything in her life that she was grateful for, but took for granted. Things like soap and water, a roof over her head, heat, and food. Most people overlooked the simple amenities of life on a daily basis, when there were some who weren’t fortunate enough to enjoy them at all.

              Erin pulled her car into a parking spot, and turned her phone off. She reached over into her glove compartment to put her phone inside. Erica scrunched her nose up. “Come on, why does it matter if we have our phones on us? I’m not going to be on it.”

              Erin checked her appearance in the sun visor. “Just put the phone in the glove compartment and come on.” She opened her door.

              Erica rolled her eyes. “How is Sasha supposed to know where to come, if your phone is turned off?” she quizzed.

              Erin got out the car. “I texted the address to her, I’m pretty sure she’s smart enough to use a GPS. Now turn the phone off and get out please.” She wasn’t doing this with Erica today. Erin understood social media seemed to be a major part of her little sister’s life, but right now all that didn’t matter.

              Erica turned off her phone. “So how long are we going to be here?” she asked placing her phone with Erin’s and exiting the car.

              Erin locked her doors, wrapping her scarf around her neck, and zipping her coat up. Heading towards the building with Erica on her heels she sighed at her sister. “Until I say it’s time to go.”

              Sasha snatched her phone off the charger, and tried calling Erin again. When she didn’t answer she slipped her phone into her purse and proceeded downstairs. She’d decided on taking a quick nap, but when she woke up she seen it was six. So she didn’t have time to do her hair and makeup, meet Erin and Erica at the homeless shelter, and make it back home so Malcolm could pick her up. She was trying to call Erin and let her know she wouldn’t be coming to the homeless shelter, but Erin’s phone kept going to voicemail.

              Sasha slid her feet into her boots and went to the closet to grab her coat when her phone started ringing.

              “Hello.” she cheesed.

              “Hey Sasha I’m outside. Are you ready?” Malcolm asked.

              Sasha pulled her coat out, sliding her free arm into it. “Yea, give me a second, and I’ll be right out.” Hanging the phone up, she finished putting on her coat. Trying Erin one more time she waited for her to pick up, when she didn’t, she hung up and sent her a text. She hoped Erin wouldn’t be mad she couldn’t make it.

              Three hours later Sasha was drunk and falling over, with Malcolm helping, laughing at her. She pushed him playfully as she tried to keep her balance. She didn’t plan on getting so drunk, but Malcolm was fun to be around. For the most part Malcolm had been the perfect date. He kept her intrigued with his conversation, and hanging with him she learned he was a goof ball.

              Malcolm pulled her towards the back door holding her hand as they pushed the crowd of people in the kitchen area. Once outside on the pack porch he pulled her in for a tight embrace. Sasha sniffed his cologne, drowning in the smell of his Armani Code. She laughed as a drunken thought passed through her mind.

              “Why are you so nice all of a sudden? You hated me.” she slurred a little.

              Malcolm looked down at her and laughed. “I wasn’t mean.” He paused briefly. “I was jealous.” he admitted.

              Sasha pulled back and frowned. “Jealous? Of me?” She cracked up. “For what?”

              Malcolm shook his head and shrugged his shoulders. “You’re beautiful Sasha. The first time I laid eyes on you, I felt an immediate attraction. I damn near drooled when you smiled and your face lit up. I’m pretty sure Michael, noticed how gorgeous you are too.  Any man would be blind not to be attracted to you. So knowing how my brother is, I was sure he’d made an advance on you. Mike’s not a bad looking man, so I was pretty sure you accepted.” he told her truthfully.

              Sasha sighed; he was right about Michael and her. She’d almost forgotten he’d given her some weak dick just a month ago. She damn near sobered up just thinking about it. Sasha leaned on the white wood balcony railing, facing the huge yard. “Me and Michael are just friends.” She told a half truth.

              Malcolm hugged her from behind. “So nothing’s ever happened between you two?” He needed to know before his next move.

              Sasha closed her eyes as the cold wind brushed past her face. “Nothing at all.” she lied.

              Malcolm caressed her ass, sliding his hands up her back and to the nape of her neck. Pulling her gently to where her back was arched, he grinded on her slowly. Licking her ear, he whispered. “I wanna fuck you. But only if you want me to.”

              Sasha wiggled her ass on his on manhood seductively. “Fuck me then.” she challenged him.

              Malcolm grinned, unbuttoning her pants. Pulling her panties and jeans down just below her knees, he did the same to his. Even though it was cold, the heat between the both of them was raging like an untamed fire. Michael smacked her ass and squeezed, as he sucked fiercely on her neck. Sasha moaned softly as his touch sent chills through her body.

              “Yeessss.” she purred into the darkness.

              Malcolm pressed his hard on against her ass, before sliding into her wetness. He stroked slowly as she tried to get used to the feel of Sasha’s pussy without cumming.

              Sasha moaned out loud., “Shssshit. Yes, right there, keep hitting my spot right there.” She threw her ass back at him, as he held onto her hips.

              Malcolm squeezed onto her hips tighter as he dug into her insides. He bit his bottom lip as he enjoyed the sight of Sasha going crazy underneath him. Sasha’s body tensed up as she was cumming, only making him want to dig deeper.

              “Mal …Malcolm … fuuuuck.” she screamed out. She tried loosening his hands around her waist, but failed realizing he had a deadly grip on her.

              Malcolm pumped faster as he licked and sucked on her earlobe. “Naw, you wanted this dick, you gone take it.” He kissed he face.

              Sasha held on to the railing enjoying the pain and pleasure that Malcolm was giving her. They were so zoned in on each other, that they didn’t even notice the shadow behind them.  Sasha cried out in ecstasy as she felt another orgasm approaching. Bracing herself for its body shaking effect, she threw her head back, and crashed into Malcolm’s chest as she started shaking.

              The figure behind them stood quietly and watched the scene with hate in his eyes. The sight of Sasha and Malcolm almost drove him to do something harsh and irrational. Instead, Michael took a deep breath and balled his fists up. Jealousy and hate weighed on his shoulders as he watched Malcolm give Sasha a sloppy kiss. Michael took a step forward with clenched jaws, if Malcolm didn’t want to fight fair; then he wouldn’t either.

              Erin unlocked her car doors so she and Erin could get in. They hurriedly hopped in as snow started setting in. Erin shivered as she turned the car on.

              “Shit its cold!” She waited for the heat to kick in.

              Erica rubbed her hands together. “Hell yea. I feel sorry for the people who have to sleep outside tonight.” Being around the homeless, helped make her appreciate the fact that she was even able to go and get under some warm covers.

              Erin smiled at her little sister. “I know right. Hand me my phone please.” She leaned back in her seat waiting for the car to warm up some more before she pulled off.

              Erica opened the glove compartment and pulled out her and Erin’s phone. Handing Erin hers she quickly turned hers on. “I missed you baby.” She half joked talking to her phone, causing Erin to laugh at her.

              “You silly.” Erin shook her head at her before turning her own phone on. Her notifications blew up. “Damn.” she said silently, scrolling through her messages.

              “Tone is probably looking for you. He’s going to curse you out.” she chuckled, checking her SnapChat.

              Erin rolled her eyes. “Yea, right he ain;t stupid. Let’s see, Sasha texted me and said she wouldn’t make it … of course.” She figured Sasha wouldn’t come, so when she didn’t show she wasn’t the least bit surprised. “Santonio, hasn’t even texted me.” Irritation crept up on her, yea her phone was cut off, but he could’ve at least checked in.

              She was about to FaceTime him, when a call from Jeanette came in. Erin looked over at Erica. “It’s Jeanette.” She and Sasha planned on popping up on her after the holiday to talk, but Jeanette kept calling her. Going with her gut feeling that something was wrong, she answered the phone.

              “Hello.”

              “Erin.” Jeanette cried into the phone like a baby.

              Erin sat up alert. “Jeanette what’s wrong?” Erica leaned in so she could hear what was being said.

              Jeanette cried louder. “I killed him. Erin I killed Kory.”

                            To be Continued …

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