All Mye Queen's Men, Chronicles of Love - Volume II (55 page)

A
few months later, Christian had a medical conference scheduled in Las Vegas, and he decided to take an impromptu detour to Los Angeles to see Teddy before he returned home. He was concerned about him. Queen was a spectacular woman. Teddy must be insane or self destructive to continue to treat her the way he was treating her. Christian had developed real feelings for her; in fact he had fallen deeply in love with her. He wanted to make sure that she wasn’t just another link on Teddy’s chain of fools. And if she was, he was going to appeal to Teddy’s sense of decency to let her go.

Teddy's
cell phone rings and eventually vibrates off the nightstand onto the plush carpeted floor of his bedroom.  Teddy, half naked, retrieves it from the bedroom floor seconds before it goes to voicemail.  Still half asleep he reluctantly answers.

“
What up?”

“
Hey, it's me.  Please tell me that you are in Los Angeles.

“
Hey me!  Who the hell are you and how is this any of your damn business?”

“
It's Christian.  I'm at LAX.  Come pick me up.”

“
Chris?  Nigga you lost your mind?  What time is it?  And what the hell are you doing in LA?”

“
Nigga, stop bitchin!  Get your ass up and come get me.  I'm on my way to baggage claim.  I should be ready in about 30 minutes.  I'll meet you out front.”

“
You won't meet me out front.  I'm in no shape to drive anywhere, especially not to LAX airport. I was up all night partying. Hey, hang tight, I'll send my limo for you.

“
Alright, I'll see you in a few.  Hey, get your ass up and get dressed.  It's almost two in the afternoon.  I'll treat you to lunch.”

“
Ain't that a bitch!  You'll treat me to lunch?  That's funny as hell, especially since I'm the one who just signed an insanely obese NFL contract.” 

“
What the fuck ever. Stop sucking your own dick and come get me.”

“
Quit hating.  The last thing I'll ever have to do is suck my own dick. There are too many women lined up to do that shit for me.”  Teddy pauses as he is momentarily distracted by a beautiful blond, dressed only in a red thong, who sucks on his ear and then quickly sticks her tongue down his throat. “Look I got to go.  Something just came up that requires my immediate attention.  See ya when you get here.”

“
Man, please don't leave me fuckin hanging.  I know you.”  Noticing the moaning in the background, Christian shakes his head and sighs. “Teddy, call the damn car service before you handle your little problem that somehow always seems to come up.”

“
Shit, you must be crazy.  Ain't a damn thing little about me and especially not that.  Chill Nigga, I'm taking care of it now.  Just meet the driver in arrivals and he'll bring you to my house.  I gotta go.  Bye bitch!”

“
Don't leave me stuck at this damn airport, nigga.” Christian quickly tries to interject before Teddy hangs up. 

Teddy
clicks the phone off and immediately dials a number as a naked stunningly gorgeous black woman joins the fun and begins to plant wet kisses over his neck, back and chest before averting her attention to his crouch.

“
Ass! Monkey ass nigga!” Christian grumbled as he realizes that Teddy had hung up on him.  He strolls through the crowded Los Angeles airport cussing, fussing and praying that Teddy comes through. Moments later he hears an announcement repeated several times over the airport paging system.

“
Dr. Love, Dr. Christian Love please meet your driver on the upper level at VIP Travels.”

“
I stand corrected. This rich nigga got some serious spank, but he's still and ass.” 

Christian
picks up his bags from baggage claim and quickly makes his way through the congested airport to the escalator.  As he carefully surveys his surroundings, he notices a uniformed Limo driver holding a large white sign with his name printed on it, standing at the top of the escalator steps.  As he exits the escalator Christian identifies himself as Dr. Love and shakes the driver's hand.  The driver carries Christian's bags and escorts him outside to a black super stretch Mercedes Limo.  He opens the back door and Christian enters.

As
he settles into the plush leather seats and the climate controlled atmosphere of the spacious limo, Christian shakes his head in disbelief, chuckles and then mumbles to himself. “That's my brother for you.  What a damn show off.”

As
the limo makes its way to Teddy’s suburban mansion, Christian’s thoughts turn to Queen. It had been three days since he saw her and he missed her immensely. Although they talked every day the brief separation just iterated how big a part of his life she had become. There was no denying it, he was hopelessly in love with her, unfortunately her heart, body and spirit belonged to this orangutan he was about to see. Still, this was his friend, so he had to respect their relationship and put his feelings for Queen to the side.

A
half hour later the limo slowly turned down a long tree lined, gated driveway that lead to an enormous white mansion. The contemporary home was enhanced by a full size tennis court, basketball court and a grotto style swimming pool with waterfall and pool house. It quickly became apparent to Christian that Queen was right, she had a hell of a lot to lose by leaving Teddy.

The
driver stops in what appears to be the front of the gigantic four story mansion. Christian was awe struck at the massiveness of Teddy’s home. Moments later Al, the limo driver opened the door for him to exist.

“
Watch your step Dr. Love.  I'll get your bags in a moment.”

“
Thanks Al.  Wait, let me give you a tip.”  Christian said as he reaches for his wallet and takes out a hundred dollar bill.

“
No, thank you Dr Love, you don't have to do that.  Mr. Davine has already been more than generous with my tip.”

“
Thanks again.  So, how do I get in this place?”

“
Don't worry.  Mr. Davine will be out any second to greet you.” 

As
Al retrieves Christian bags from the trunk of the car, Teddy appears in the entrance and walks out to meet Christian.  Dressed only in jeans, no shoes, no shirt and probably no draws, he gingerly crosses the cobble driveway to welcome his frat brother.

“
What’s up my big brother from another mother? What brings you to La- La land?” Teddy asked as he greets Christian with a big grin and a warm hug. Welcome to Los Angeles, home of the notorious Los Angeles Archangels and the world renowned Earth Angel cheerleaders.  Speaking of which, say hello and goodbye to the lovely Amber and La Chae.  The two beautiful, skimpily dressed, barefoot women sheepishly wave and quickly head for the limo, with their heels in their hands.

Christian
smiles and waves, “Hi ladies.”

“
Al I need you to give Miss Amber and Miss La Chae a ride to their respective homes. Thanks.” Teddy announced as he shakes Al's hand and discreetly greases his palms with an undisclosed large wad of cash. 

Al
places the bills in his pocket without counting, and rushes away to open the limo door for the two obviously embarrassed young women.

“
Will there be anything else Mr. Davine?”

“
Naw, I'm good for now, but hang lose I may need you a little later tonight.”

“
My pleasure sir.”

Teddy
waves bye - bye to the girls before turning his attention back to Christian. “Sorry, the girls couldn't stay.  They had a long night.  But you'll meet them tonight at the party.”

“
What party?”

“
Shit!  The party I'm throwing for you!”

“
Man, I don't need a party.  I just took this lay over on my way back from Vegas.  I'm flying back to Baltimore in a couple of days.  I thought maybe we could just hangout and chill a little.”

“
Whatever you say...  I just need an excuse for a party.  Besides I thought that you might want to unwind with some L.A. tail before you go home.  Now tell me you haven't thought about sleeping with a pro cheerleader.”

“
Not lately.  I'm in love with somebody special and a brutha's trying real hard not to fuck up.  Trust me it ain't easy.  So, although tempting, I'm gonna have to pass on that.”

“
When did you get sprung and hung on a piece of ass.  Man, I'm talking about grade A, government certifiably the hottest tail in LA!”  Teddy laughs as they head up the sidewalk to the entrance of the mansion.

“
Under different circumstances I'd take you up on that offer, but this woman has me pretty twisted.”

“
What?  A nigga's turning in his playa card?  She must be a hell of a piece of pussy.  I remember how you use to change your women as quick as you changed your boxers.”

“
Yeah, well things change.  I'll be the first to admit that I was a canine completely off the chain, but things are a lot different now.  I finally found a way to lay my father's demons to rest and treat women with respect.”

“
Shit, I wish I could get pass my canine DNA.  But right now a young brutha's having the time of his life, while he's still in his prime.  The only thing I'm looking for right now is newer and hotter ass.”  Teddy laughed as he opened the double doors to his mansion to welcome Christian in.

“
Welcome to my humble abode.  Make yourself at home.  There are four master bedroom suites in addition to Queen's penthouse on the fourth floor and my suite on the third.  So, find a bedroom and stay as long as you like.”  Teddy said as he dropped Christian's bags at the bottom of the winding staircase in the huge foyer.

“
I know that you said that your new contract was rotund but this shit right here is just booty clapping phat.  But, I ain't mad at you.  This is absolutely spectacular.”  Christian admires the lavish decor.  Impressed he grinned from ear to ear as he gave Teddy his props and a little dap. “This shit is some serious life style of the rich and extremely shameless shit right here.  Congratulations man.  You deserve it.  I'm proud of you.  You've been putting in the hard work and looks like it’s paid off.”

“
Thanks
man, but all this shit is Queen’s. You know me I don’t need all of this. This is Queen's Palace. I built this for her when she was here with me in L.A., you know I’ve never been down with all this ritzy, glitzy bullshit. I would fuck in a box if I could get away with it. Although, I did add on a little something just for you.”

“
For me?” Christian asked puzzled.

“
Yeah! Come with me, I got something to show you.  You're going to love this.  I thought about you when I had them design it.” 

Teddy
leads Christian through a maze of corridors, and up two flights of stairs before entering a very large room.  He fumbles with a series of wall switches and unveils his big surprise. The lights come on to reveal an indoor, state of the art two story basketball court. Equipped with upholstered stadium style seating, electronic scoreboards, concession stand, and even a bar, it was obvious that Teddy spared no expense.

“
Fuck me!  Oh it's about to be on in this bitch!”  Christian declared as he quickly takes his jacket and shoes off, and runs down the steps to the basketball court. “What are you waiting for?  Bring your ass nigga!  Let's see what you got.  I'm about to wax that ass like Sue Kim at the wax parlor.  And trust me I'm getting some taint when I do!”

Christian
grabs one of the half dozen basketballs lying around on the sidelines of the court.  He methodically throws up several jump shots hitting them all with nothing but net.  Teddy remains on the upper level watching as Christian acts like a big kid in an enormous candy store. He endures about as much smack talking as he could take before joining him on the court.

“
Alright, I can see you still got a little game.  But I'm not sure you got enough game to wax this ass.  You are the very reason I had this court built.  So that one day I could spank your uppity ass all over this hardwood floor.  You're the nigga I've been waiting for since the day it was finished. Let’s do this.” Teddy declared as he runs down the steps and joins Christian on the court.  He retrieves a couple of balls and passes them to Christian to shoot. “We don't have to square off right now.  We can come back when your old ass has had time to catch your breath.  I know it's a long flight and shit and a brutha probably didn't get much sleep.  So let's ....”

Christian
shoots and hits a three point shot before abruptly interrupting Teddy. “Nigga, what are you going to do talk or play?  What? Are you afraid that I'm going whip that ass on your own court?  You forget you're in my world now Angel.  This ain't Friday night lights at the Opera.”

Christian
laughs as he strips down to his bare chest and drives the ball to the hole.  He dribbles circles around Teddy, challenging him to take the ball.  Teddy stands spellbound at center court watching Christian execute maneuver after maneuver and exhibit basketball skills he had forgot his frat brother possessed.  Teddy quickly challenges Christian for the ball and they play one on one working up a quick sweat while having the time of their lives.  Christian pulls up for the fade away three point jumper to win the game.