A Heart Full of Lies (8 page)

Thirty minutes later Erin heard a knock on her front door. She slipped on some panties and grabbed her phone. She rushed down the stairs and looked out the window and though it was raining hard, she could see a black 2016 Aston Martin DB9 GT sitting in her driveway.

She looked out her peep hole but it was blacked out, like someone had their finger over it. “Who is it?” When nobody answered she became nervous. “Who are you looking for?”

              She heard Tone’s voice. “Open the door.”

              Erin turned her back against the door and leaned back on it. “Tone … really?” She shook her head in disbelief, “How do you even know where I stay? You been stalking me? This ain’t cool.”

                            Tone called her phone. “Open the door it’s cold out here and it’s raining, you want a nigga to catch pneumonia?”

                            Erin sucked her teeth, unlocked the door, and opened it half way. Tone looked down at her and flashed a diamond smile. Erin didn’t know if it was the cold or Tone but chills went up her spine and through her chest. She shook the feeling figuring it had to be the wind.

                            Tone was carrying two grocery bags. “So we just gone stand here in the cold?”

                            Erin huffed and opened the door allowing him to enter. She didn’t know whether to be mad that he’d just popped up, or that he knew where she stayed.  She closed the door and spoke slowly. “How do you know where I stay?”

                            Tone kissed her on the cheek. “I know people.”

                            Erin rubbed her cheek. “I was getting ready to go to bed. What are the bags for?”

                            Tone headed towards the kitchen, with Erin following close behind. He took his jacket off and hung it on the back of a dining room chair. “You said you ain’t had breakfast in a while so I figured we could make some. Plus, a nigga hungry.” He turned on the kitchen light and sat the bags on the counter.

                            Skyy lay next to Deidra and kissed her face. Things had all of a sudden become rocky in their relationship and Skyy knew it was partially her fault.  She refused to let Deidra meet any of her family, but it wasn’t because she was ashamed, she just wasn’t ready. She loved Deidra but her family passed a strong judgement and she wasn’t quite ready mentally. The last thing she wanted to do was hurt Deidra, but she knew deep down her selfish ways were driving them apart.

                            She ran her hands across Deidra’s lip and face and kissed her neck. Deidra opened her eyes and kissed her back. They shared a long kiss, as Deidra caressed her back and butt. Deidra lay on her back as Skyy kissed her from her neck to her navel. Deidra opened her legs as Skyy removed her underwear.

                            Skyy looked down at her body. Deidra had a sexy figure that she hid under all the big clothes she wore. She was small but shaped like an hour glass, her breasts were perky and perfect and Skyy loved them. With her clothes off you wouldn’t even know Deidra was a stud.

                            Skyy kissed in between her legs and then ran her entire tongue across her clit. Deidra let out a deep breath and moaned. “Shiiit.”

                            Skyy continued to lick her pussy as she fucked her with her tongue. Deidra moved her hips as she began to climax. “Ohhh shiiiit, right there. Please don’t stop.” she begged.

                            Skyy stopped and kissed her inner thighs as she watched Deidra hump the air trying to force her pussy back in her face.  Skyy gripped her hips tight and swirled her tongue across Deidra’s clit until she felt Deidra’s body tense up, and start shaking.

                            Deidra moaned. “Oh my GOD!” She snatched her legs closed damn near breaking Skyy’s neck.

                            Skyy watched as she quivered and licked her lips. She pulled down her own panties and sat on Deidra’s face. Deidra grabbed her hips as Skyy fucked her face slow. “Uhh, yeaaa, that feels good baby, you like when I fuck yo’ face?”

                            Skyy grabbed Deidra’s face and began grinding harder as she felt herself cumming, “Ohhhhhhh, I’m ‘bout to cum all on yo’ face baby… aaaggh.” she screamed as Deidra lapped up her juices and sucked on her clit.              

                            Damn near falling over, Skyy lay limp on her side as Deidra flipped her over on her back for seconds. Just then Skyy’s phone started ringing. They ignored it and continued as Skyy watched Deidra kiss on her pussy, then reached in the drawer grabbing her strap-on. Skyy wiggled in delight as Deidra put on the long, thick, plastic dick.

              Skyy’s phone went off again causing Deidra to look over at it. “Baby, it’s your mom.”

              Skyy whined. “I’ll call her back, I’m tryna get some dick right now.” Just as she said that it started ringing again.

              Deidra reached over and handed it to her. “Here, it might be important. It’s after twelve and she’s blowing your phone up.”

              Skyy rolled her eyes and snatched the phone. “Damn! Hello?”

              Deidra watched as her eyes widened and she looked around the room frantically. She jumped up and started putting her clothes on as she hung up the phone. Deidra took off the strap and turned on the lights concerned. “What’s the matter?”

              Skyy looked terrified, “My mom said a tree fell through her house.”

              Deidra began dressing as well. “Is everybody ok?”

              Skyy put her hands over head now wild hair. “They’re outside.”

              Erin couldn’t believe Tone pulled a fast one on her and popped up on her. For one, how the hell did he know where she stayed? They’d had small talk here and there but never enough for him to know her address and how to get to her house. She watched as he took everything out the bags and sat them on the kitchen island. Even though she was slightly pissed she couldn’t help but notice how good he looked.

              He wore a simple white tee, gray sweat pants, and blue, gray and white Jordan Retro’s 4, with his KC fitted. Even still his appearance turned her on. He had a platinum chain around his tattooed neck and a phat diamond earring in his right ear. He must’ve sensed Erin staring because he turned and smiled at her.

              Erin looked away quickly and opened the refrigerator. “I don’t know what you’re smiling for.” She grabbed an apple out and leaned on the island. “How you know I don’t have to work tomorrow?”

              Tone opened up the cabinets looking for pots and pans. “I talked to you a couple days ago about your work schedule this week. What, you thought I wasn’t listening?”

              “How did you know where I stayed?”

              Tone laughed rinsing the pans out. “Erin let it go, I told you I know people.”

              “Did Skyy tell you? Cause she’s mad at me. I know that’s why she told you.” Erin bit into the apple.

              Tone shook his head. “I’ve never talked to home girl. You like onions?”

              Erin frowned. “No.”

              “You like green peppers?”

              “Depends.”

              “On what?” he quizzed.

              “What they’re in.” She stood next to him watching him work the stove and slice the vegetables like a master chef. “What are you making?”’

              He looked down her and flashed that diamond smile. “Omelets, pancakes, and fried potatoes and onions.”

              Erin looked over everything. “I don’t like onions.”

              “You might like the way I make it, just try it.” He shook his head at her. Tone noticed the lighter on her counter. “You smoke?”

              Erin finished off her apple. “Sometimes … depends.”

              “You were high when I met you.” he grinned at her knowingly.

              Erin laughed. “You were too.”

              Tone washed his hands and dried them off. Reaching in his pockets he pulled out a sack and handed it to her. “You know how to roll up?”

              Erin rolled her eyes. “Duh.”

              It was going on four in the morning and Erin and Tone were sitting on her sectional high and full. Tone noticed how she loosened up, and was now lying in his lap across the sectional. He watched her as she watched television, in awe at the Goddess he was looking down at. Her oversized t-shirt covered most of her legs but he could still make out her shape. He admired her lips, skin, and hair. He traced the tattoos on her soft skin and licked his lips. Nails, and feet done to perfection, he felt his dick getting hard.

              He didn’t want to come on too strong, but Erin wasn’t making it easy. He could tell she had been hurt, but he was willing to take the necessary steps to break down her walls, all of them. He rubbed her arm and looked back up at the tv, just as his phone started ringing. Erin sighed and he reached for his phone. Seeing that it was Amina he hit ignore.

              Erin rolled her eyes and sat up straight. “You gotta go?”
              Tone fixed his dick in his sweats. “Naw, I was gone chill with you for the night. That cool with you?”

              Erin looked at his phone as it was ringing again. “Your girl wondering where the fuck you are.” She stood up and crossed her arms, not fully understanding why she even cared in the first place. She wasn’t even feeling him like that.

              Tone picked up his phone and answered it. “Wassup ma?” He looked at Erin and grabbed her when she started walking away. “Amina, wassup? Naw, I’m in for the night. Naw, I’m busy. You can’t be calling me all late and shit, I’m with my girl.”

              Erin heard whoever it was yelling, shook her head, and snatched away from Tone. “You need to leave Santonio.”

              Tone hung up the phone. “Why?  We chillin’, don’t trip off that shit, you see I shut it down.”

              “Obviously you’re still involved with somebody else, and I don’t do drama. Thank you for the meal and your time, but I’m just not interested.” She made her way to the door and stood by it. “You should go, I’m getting sleepy.”

              Tone rubbed his hands over his face. “Aight, it’s cool. I’ll call you when you wake up.” He grabbed his jacket and stood in front of her. “I just need you to know one thing though.”

              Erin stared into his light brown eyes. “And what’s that?”

              “I don’t give up.”

             
Jeanette clocked in for work at the Swope Park Medical Center and set up her nurse’s station to start assisting the patients that were already in the waiting room. She was running late and the last thing she needed was to hear her boss’s mouth again. This week alone she’d been late six times counting lunch and it was only Thursday. She tried to avoid being tardy as much as possible but with Kory not having a car, he always had hers. She removed her jacket and sat down.

              Amina, her co-worker was on her phone when Jeanette turned on her computer. “Hey Amina, I’m sorry I’m late girl, Kory’s ass was taking forever to get ready.”

              Amina popped the gum that was in her mouth and rolled her eyes. “Don’t he always. Girl I told yo’ ass to leave him alone.”

              Jeanette logged into her computer ignoring Amina’s comment. “You hear that storm last night. My lights were out this morning. Yours?”

              Amina didn’t take the hint. “Don’t let him cost you your job.” she warned Jeanette.

              Jeanette grabbed the clipboard and looked over the names on the list. “I hear you. So what’s new with you and ole boy, what’s his name … Tone?” Jeanette laughed to herself. Amina went through men quicker than she went through drawers. Every other week she had a different story to tell, about somebody new.

              Amina sucked her teeth. “Girl his ass tried to front on me in front of some new hoe. He ended up calling me twenty minutes later, damn near begging me to come over.”

              Jeanette frowned. “You let him after he played you out?” She shook her head and mocked Amina. “Girl yo ass needs to leave him alone.”

              Amina shrugged her shoulders standing up to go get a patient. “I’ll be right back.”

              Jeanette got up from her desk and went to go get some water. Her boss Dr. Hendrix stopped her on her way back. “Ms. Marshall I’m glad you could join us, I was getting worried.”

              Jeanette smiled shyly. “I’m sorry my son wasn’t feeling good.”

              He waved her off. “Don’t worry about it. I know that storm last night was vicious. Can you have Amina send my next patient in?” He fixed his tie and turned around.

              Jeanette walked off heading back to her station as Amina walked past her with a patient. Ten minutes later Amina plopped down in her chair still popping her gum. Jeanette was stumped on how Amina could get and keep a job with her attitude and manners. Sad to say Amina was the very definition of ghetto; loud, obnoxious, and rude. She wore a short haircut that was jet black and curly. She was a redbone with pretty features, and a banging ass body. Jeanette figured that was the reason most men put up with her.