Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Drama

Cristiana watched as the basketball coach called Dee over and gave him what looked like a real cussing out before sending him to the bench. Dee looked stressed and the beginning of practice was Dee sitting on the bench, but after the white shirts kept scoring on the blue shirts he was called into the game. Cristiana never watched Dee play before, Monica was right about that. Derick Joy had arrived catching rebounds, hitting threes and assisting his teammates by setting screens. He was a natural, and Cristiana realized what all the fuss was about. Dee was a real star athlete, these chicks are going to be relentless. She thought out loud. Dee's last shot was a half court three pointer, and to top it off afterwards he winked his eye at a uncertain Cristiana. Dee walked over with the biggest smile that broke all of her doubt for that moment, and the smile must've been infectious because Cristiana found herself imitating him. I didn't bore you too much I hope. Dee said, putting on his full charm. Shit. Cristiana thought to herself as she looked at Dee's muscles showing off through his shirt and that beautiful smile, he was absolutely gorgeous to her and even dripping in sweat he smelled wonderful. No, not at all I really enjoyed watching you play. Your a natural. You know?  She responded. Dee's smile grew wider. Thanks babe. I'm going to rinse this sweat off. Do you mind waiting for me so we can walk out together? He asked. Ok. Sure. She responded. Still hypnotized by his charm. Dee walked off and most of the people who was there watching the practice and Monica's show had began to leave. Cristiana's phone vibrated and to her surprise it read Andean on the caller I.D. Hello, Cristiana answered. Hey beautiful, this is Andean from earlier today. A deep voice explained. Yeah, I know. She responded in her sweetest voice. Well look, my homey got out this afternoon, so text me your car year, make and model, so we can get the bumper. If we get it tonight we can set a time to put it on for you tomorrow. Andean explained. His Homey got out, out of what? She wonder to herself naively. Ok. I'm sending it now she responded. I will call you tomorrow with more information. Andean ended the call. Cristiana texted the information to Andean as requested. When she looked back up she was the only person left in the bleachers. A few of the players came out of the locker room. Some stayed around and talked while others left right out. Dee came out next looking freshened up and just as sexy. Cristiana felt a pulse between her legs as he walked towards her. Come on baby. Dee said, as he held out his hand to help her out the bleachers. You know I really love your hair with the curls. He said as they walked out of the gym. Really? Cristiana asked. Yeah, really. You must don't like it? Because I have never seen you wear it until now. Dee explained. I always thought it made me look childish. She confessed. No, I think it makes you look sexy. Like your ready for me. He said, pushing up on her as she walked towards her jeep. It was a crowd of people gathered in the parking lot, but Cristiana didn't care. She turned around to face him and his dark mahogany eyes reached her soul. She grabbed his face and sunk into his soft kissable lips. She tasted him and fell in love all over again. Cristiana pulled back and Dee placed a last small kiss on her lips. Damn baby, I have never had anyone to kiss me the way you do. Dee confessed, while grabbing Cristiana's hand. Feel this, this is what you do to me. Dee's package was rock hard and Cristiana thought about taking him down right there in the parking lot in front of the crowd.You going with me? She asked without hesitation. I sure am. Dee answered, all smiles. Dee followed Cristiana in his silver hummer H3 out of the parking lot. Minutes later Cristiana pulled in front of her apartment and realized Dee was no longer behind her. She decided to go inside a prepare a romantic dinner. As she walked in she was hit with a strong smell of weed and noticed Tristan laid out on the couch. What are you doing here and why are you smoking in my house? Cristiana asked, completely annoyed by Tristan's presents. My lights are cut off an mom and dad are in Bermuda. Tristan explained. Why didn't you use your credit card? Cristiana asked. Dad said I'm not responsible enough so he cancelled them. Can I just stay tonight? Tristan asked, obviously high. Ok, but I'm having company. Cristiana said, as she walked into her kitchen. Wtf! Cristiana yelled as she looked around the kitchen. It was like bomb went off blowing food and plates everywhere. The stove had pans with dried food on them. One counter had plates bowls that still had milk in them, and the other counter had eggs bacon cereal milk and orange juice spread out sitting idol. Oh, hell no! Tristan get your ass in here and clean up up your mess. Cristiana yelled. Tristan said your killing my vibe as  he got up off the couch. I can't clean up this up! Tristan said as he looked around at the destruction his munchies caused. Clean it up or get out! Cristiana threatened. Ding dong. The door bell sounded, reminding Cristiana of Dee's arrival.