A New Year, A New Toy
Brenda Stokes Lee
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A New Year, A New Toy
By Brenda Stokes Lee
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Chapter 1
It's funny how what seems like the worst experience in life can become the very best thing that's ever happened to you. As I watched Logic Hart, the super star Running Back for the Nevada Kings lie next to me in bed I couldn't believe that this was my life. A part of me is convinced that I actually died in that damn car accident on Christmas Eve and went to heaven. Handsome, sexy, rich and swinging a baseball bat for a dick, I cannot wrap my mind around the fact that this gorgeous man was my boyfriend.
Sure I get that I'm the rebound chick, but so fuckin what? If this is what it feels like to be loved by a man on the rebound then so be it. I know that I promised myself that I wouldn't fall too hard, too fast for this man, but damn. He is fuckin incredible. I'm addicted to everything about him. Just the sound of his voice makes my koochie clap and my panties wet in anticipation of what's to come. I must shamelessly admit that I'm fanatic of his dick, his mouth and don't even get me started on that slow hand screw that he's perfected and patented.
So, now what? How does the rebound girl become the woman of such a delicious piece of succulent chocolate like this. Simple she finds a way to not fuck it up. “He pursued you Toy. It wasn't the other way around. He wanted it to be about more than sex. And he's the one that just shamelessly showered you with enough gifts to fill an upscale boutique. Gifts which you haven't even bothered to open.”
Sure, they're gifts he bought for her silly ass. So what? I'm not turning down a 650 SL Benz. Fuck that! My heart stopped the second we pulled up in front of his humongous Baltimore mansion. I laid eyes on the car of my dreams with that big ass red bow and I almost came. Parked in the semi circle in front of his home with a tag that simply said Merry Christmas Baby. I decided right that second that I was his Baby from that moment on. Fuck her and fuck that rebound chick bullshit. From were I'm laying, staring at Logic's fine, nude, German chocolate frame, I'm his chick. Not the rebound chick, nor the dumb ass trick that use to suck that delicious dick. This is my man and nobody is going to fuck that up, not even me.
“You're doing it again Zatoya.” Logic's deep, sultry voice complained.
“What?” I asked innocently, although I knew exactly what he was talking about.
“You know what I'm talking about. Stop staring at me. You're going to make me self conscious if you keep that bullshit up.”
“I wasn't staring at you.”
“Yes you were. I can feel your eyes scanning me, like lasers. So stop.”
“I'm sorry. I can't believe this is real.”
Logic rolled on his back and pulled me on top of him. “Does this feel real? He grinned.
“Yeah it feels pretty real. It feels real hard.” I giggled.
“It gets that way every single time I see you smile.” He replied as he leaned in for a kiss.
I allowed him to sample my lips as my hands reached down to stroke the only snake that I could ever love or tame. As if by magic it responded to my slow methodical stroke and grew and grew until it doubled in size, right in my hands.
“Woman you are wearing me the fuck out, but I love it.”
“You started it.” I replied as I watched his eyes roll back in his head.
“Fuck this feels so damn good.” He moaned.
Busy doing work I watched as he enjoyed a soon to be patented Zatoya Water's Slow Mo Hand Blow. Nice, slow, soft even strokes is the key. Learn this and any man will literally turn to putty in your hands. Even a man with a net worth in excess of a hundred fuckin million dollar's like my man, Logic Hart.
Oh yes I Goggled him and I almost passed out when I found out what I did. For those of you who don't know, Logic Hart is the starting Running Back for the fairly new expansion team the Nevada Kings. He was an All American and the overall number one draft pick out of College. Logic was Rookie of the Year and Super Bowl MVP his rookie year. And with endorsements, investments, movie deals and an insanely obese NFL contract he has accumulated a net worth in excess of over one hundred million dollars in under seven years.
So for that insane amount of fame and money, I'll be the rebound chick, the rebound stick and the rebound trick for as long as he wants me. Now I ain't saying that I'm a Gold Digger, but I'm sick of rolling with broke niggas. Just once I would like to see what life would be like if money was no longer an issue. Judging by Logic's elaborate mansion, it's not so bad. My mother use to say that, “Money can't buy you love.”
And she was right. I found that out from dealing with Jamar's broke, nigga to the Nth power ass. But I did discover that a slow hand screw will make a man fall in love, if executed properly, on a daily basis.
“Toy, we got to get out of this fuckin bed. You haven't even opened your gifts.” Logic groaned as my precise hand slow stroked his shaft from tip to base and back again.
“We will. As soon as I'm finished playing with my new toy.” I smiled as I saw how crazy I was driving this incredible man.
“FUCK!” He moaned. “This shit is fuckin my head up.”
Knowing that I had his ass right were I wanted him. I slowly slipped his hardness between my thighs and rubbed it back and forth over my clit.
“Stop playing and put it in.”
“I will in a minute.” I whispered, before kissing him hard and deep. “I'm not finished enjoying it.”
“Oh fuck that shit! Play time is officially over.” Logic proclaimed as he quickly flipped me on my back. “I'm fuckin about to go to work on your oversexed ass.”
I smiled as I looked in to those beautiful eyes and saw a soft spot in his broken heart that he had carved out and dedicated just to me.
“I fuckin love this shit!” He declared as he quickly scrapped up and entered me hard and deep. True to his word went to work and tried to put a fuckin crack in my back.
Strung out and addicted to the incredible way we made each other feel we bumped and grind uglys until we exploded all over each other like a Chinese New Year fireworks extravaganza. Semi satisfied, but shamelessly hungry we decided to get in one more round of hide the Kielbasa before officially getting out of bed.
Chapter 2
It was now New Years Eve, seven sultry, hot and sweaty, satisfyingly scrumptious days since I met him. I climbed out of Logic's bed and climbed beneath the twenty foot, meticulously decorated Christmas tree in the great room of his contemporary mansion.
“Okay so before you convert to the Zatoya who thinks I'm crazy and wants to make a Sunday dress out of her skin, I need you to promise me something.”
“What? I told you we're pass that. If you want to kill me, go ahead. At least I'll die a happy and extremely satisfied woman.” I laughed as I stole a kiss from his soft lips.
“Toy, don't even get that shit started.” He warned.
“I'm not starting anything. Not unless you want...”
“Stop! You have to open these gifts before we leave for Vegas.” Logic said as he reluctantly removed my hands from his crouch.
“Okay, I'm listening.”
“Alright. You have to promise me you won't freak out.”
“About what?”
“These are gifts for my ex but, I want you to have them. I don't want to hear no bullshit about how you can't take them because they're too expensive. Cause I'm not returning any of this shit. I wouldn't even know were to start even if I wanted to. So, promise me that you're going to receive them.”
“I told you I was okay with it. Matter of fact, were are the keys to the Benz? I want to take it for a test drive.”
“After you open this other shit. Besides you need some clothes. So let's open this stuff and get it over with.”
“You're not going to get all sentimental on me when you see me opening the gifts that you bought for your Boo are you? I'd hate to see you crying and shit.” I teased.
“You're my Boo. So here open this. Merry Christmas.” Logic retaliated as he shoved a big gift box in my arms.
“Look, Logic... Can I ask you something first?”
“Sure, what?”
“I know I'm the rebound girl and shit, but do you think that...”
“Toy please don't start. You're not the rebound chick. Do I have to remind you of my promise?” He quickly interrupted. “Seems to me you have at least five hundred thousand reasons to know that you are more to me than that.”
Looking down at the flawless pink diamond ring I knew that he was right. Logic wasn't looking for a rebound hole to stick his dick in. He was looking for a woman like me who could fill that gigantic hole that this silly ass cunt left in his heart.
“You're right.” I agreed as I looked in those amazing eyes and saw nothing but adoration for me.
As I opened the enormous box and unveiled an expensive designer, faux fur, full length white mink coat. Logic's phone rang. Holding up a finger, he excused himself. I couldn't help but wonder if that was her. Hell, every time his phone rang I wondered if it was her. And if it was her did he want her back. Rubbing the faux fur I conceded, “I will snatch that silly ass cunt bald if she even entertains the thought of coming back in Logic's life.”
“She wasn't in to real fur. I'll get you a real one if you want.” Logic offered as he caught me admiring the soft, breathtakingly, exquisite coat.
“No, it's beautiful. Thank you so much.” I said as approached for a kiss only to be stopped by Logic, with a warning glance and another gift.
“Don't even start.”
“God I can't even thank you with a kiss.” I laughed as I dropped the gift for a hug.
“I hope that wasn't fragile.” He chuckled as he sampled my lips.
“I don't give a damn about any of this shit. I just want you, she can have all of this other bullshit. Whatever her name is. Hell, I'll even deliver it to her.”
Logic stared at me for what seemed like an eternity before tasting my lips. “You keep talking like that counselor and I'm going to put you on retainer.”
“Oh yeah? Is that another name for your face.” I teased.
Logic laughed. You're nasty, but I love it.”
“I know. I can tell.” I giggled as I felt his manhood stir.
“Look, let's get through these gifts, get some food in us and I promise you'll have his undivided attention for the rest of the night.” He declared as he kissed me on the forehead. “Okay?”
“Okay.” I agreed as I held him close savoring the alluring scent of his cologne.
Naturally I was like a sugar addict in a candy factory as I ripped through the fifty or so gifts beneath the Christmas tree. As happy as a horny woman with a bag of dicks I surveyed my loot and was genuinely overwhelmed by Logic's generosity. Whoever said that regifting was a bad thing?
“So did you find something to wear?” Logic sarcastically asked as I sorted my two dozen outfits.
“Yeah, thanks. So, she was the same size that I am?” I asked unable to believe that this was merely coincidental.
“I guess so. Honestly my personal assistant took care of all of the shopping details. I just paid for it. I don't even really know her sizes. So before you think some crazy ass shit...”
“I'm not even going to think that you...”
“I didn't so just pack crazy back in the box, tie a red bow on it and throw it back beneath the tree. And leave it there. Okay?” Logic laughed.
“Don't worry. I'm packing crazy and all of this shit and my crazy ass in my new Mercedes and going back to Baltimore.” I laughed. “With my five hundred dollar promise ring on my middle finger.” I said as I gave him the finger. “How about that.”
“Oh you're real slow and crazy if you think that shits going to happen.” He laughed as he swept me up in his massive arms and kissed me hard. “I'm glad I met you Zatoya Waters.”
“Not half as glad as I am that I met you, Logic Hart.” I giggled as he squeezed me tight. “I'd still be stuck in West Virginia. Thanks for the ride, all of them.”
Logic chuckled. “You're more than welcome.” He said as his soft lips gently pressed against mine before he sweetly kissed me. His kiss was endearing and it made me feel as if I were a, beautiful, imported porcelain doll. Something that I soon discovered that only Logic could do.
“And I guess I should also thank those two orangutans that orchestrated our per chance rendez vous. What are their names?”
“Oh you're cute.” He laughed. “Let me see... If memory serves me correctly, I think their names were Jamar and Tyson. Let me see, Jamar's the broke ass one with the baby mama drama and the big dick. And Tyson is the one with three damn guns. And for the record orangutans were your words not mine.”
“Okay that was a good one. You got me there. I do need to thank both of those zoo dwellers for being the dicks that I didn't fathom that they could be. But still... I think we must include the two great apes that were fucking like chimps... Your words, and not mine... In your damn house... That caused you to drive to Nowhere Specific, West Virginia to pick me up. Now, what would their names be?” I challenged.
Logic chuckled and conceded that I had a point. “Oh those two primates. Well that would be Mookey and Nakeisha.”
“So I know this goes without asking... But this is the era were you'd better ask anyway... Which one was your best friend and which one was your girlfriend?”
“That shit ain't even funny. I'm super straight and there's not a thing bi or curious about me. Now, what about you? You went to college... Any experimentation in your...”
“Hell no! The only pussy I like is my own. So you can forget all of that silly nonsense. To each his or her own, but I love the dick.”
“Damn, I was trying to see if there was a three way in my future.” Logic teased.
“The only three way you're going to get from me is a damn three way light bulb. As if I would share you with somebody else.” I laughed.
“I can't imagine sharing you either.” He murmured before engaging me in another smoldering hot kiss.
“Nakeisha's a damn fool to have let you get away!” I moaned as his large hands slipped between my thick thighs.
Just as we were about to get it started my phone rang. “Fuck that phone I'll get it later.” I thought as Logic's magic hand begin to play a love ballad on my swollen but appreciative clit.
“You're phone's ringing.” Logic said as he nibbled my ear lobe and continued to pleasure me with his long fingers.
“Fuck that phone and fuck whoever is calling.” I moaned. Well, that was before I realized that the unique ring tone was the tone I assigned to my boss. “Damn, that's my boss. I have to get that.” I apologized.
“Call him back and tell him you quit.” Logic murmured. “You work for me now.”
“What? Stop playing.”
“Who's playing. I'm fuckin serious.” Logic insisted as he continued to drive me to Pleasureville.
“Whatever. I'll call him back, but I'm not quitting. I like my job.”
“I thought you were off.”
“ I am. And that's why I have to answer the phone.”
“That's fine by me, but in a few seconds you're going to be too preoccupied to speak coherently, let alone intelligently.” Logic warned as he intensified his efforts and focused on driving my ass crazy with his persistent hand.
Sensing my legs weakening and my knees about to give away, Logic picked me up and carried me to the sofa. There he laid me down and immediately buried his handsome face between my legs. Moments later my breath quickened and then abruptly stopped. After that I screamed loud enough to wake the Zombie dead as I climaxed harder than I've ever released in my life. You would think that, that would have stopped him, but Logic latched on and continued to munch on my tasty cake until a second and a third wave crashed over me in sweet succession. A squall of pleasure overtook me and swept my ass away to Pleasure Island.
As I collapsed in total nirvana, surrender and exhaustion, he resurfaced from between my thighs with a big sexy grin on his face. “Call your boss back and then meet me in the room.” He said as he retrieved my phone from the large end table.
“What? You're not going to...”
“No. Call your boss back first. I'd hate for you to get fired because of me. We can finish this later.”
“Fuck that job! Fuck him and fuck that! We need to finish what you just started.”
“I thought I just did.” He laughed as he put the phone in my hand before running off upstairs.
“Oh my God! This fuckin man is going to make me quit my fuckin job if I keep fucking around with him.” I remarked as I looked down to make sure that my pussy was still in tact. Rubbing it briskly to see if it was still alive I concluded that it was a little dazed and confused but still very much alive and functional. Dazed and confused or not we both agreed on one damn thing. Nothing or no one could pry us away from the good, good loving of that magnificent man, not even my dumb ass boss or that shitty Public Defenders job that I both loved and loathed.
Chapter 3
After finally regaining my ability to simultaneously think and speak, I returned my boss' call.
“Hi this is Zatoya Waters. I'm returning a call from Walter Warfield.”
“Hey Toy. It's Becky. I heard you had a nasty accident on Christmas Eve. Are you okay?” His secretary asked.
“Hi Becky. Yeah I'm a lot better. Thanks for asking.”
“Glad to hear that. Hold tight I'll get Walt.”
Minutes later my boss, Walter Warfield a tough old bird with a soft heart picked up the phone. “Hi Toy. Happy Holidays!”
“Happy Holidays to you too Walt.”
“How are you feeling?”
“Much better, thanks.”
“Good, cause the District Attorney's office wants to meet to discuss the the Steve Madison case before it goes to trial.”
“Steve Madison... What do they want to discuss? Are they offering a deal?”
“Toy, I don't know. All I know is that they're making a one time offer and they want to meet with you today.”
“Walt it's New Year's Eve and I'm off. I made plans for tonight.”
“I know and I hate to ask you to, but you need to come in and handle this. You're the only one that's versed enough on the case to take care of this. You know I wouldn't ask you to unless I had no other choice. So meet me here for a briefing at two.”
“Okay. I'll be there.” I reluctantly agreed.
After hanging up the phone I realized that the Fairy Tale was now over. Sucked back into the turmoils of my oh so shitty, pre Logic life I realized that I had to leave Logic to go to fuckin work.
“This is bullshit!” I screamed.
I entered the bedroom to find Logic in the shower. Frustrated that I didn't really have time to join him I set on the bed and tried to find a way to tell him that I had to go. In retrospect it really wouldn't have been hard to do if he wasn't so damn good and hard all of the damn time. Oh yeah and if I ironically had not just told him that I was about to take all my shit and run.
Too pressed for time to wait my turn in the shower I decided to go to another master suite to shower. The feminine decor was breathtakingly beautiful, but the new designer clothes that hung in the closet were awe inspiring. Dresses, suits, evening gowns, jeans, coats, bags and even shoes- new with price tags still on them, filled the giant walk in closet. Incredibly they were all my size. There's a God and he loves me. Oh my God here it comes and there it goes, orgasm number four.
“What the fuck!” I gasped.
“Oh yeah, those are yours too. Pick out what you want and I'll donate the rest to charity.” Logic's deep voice nonchalantly responded.
“Logic are you serious?”
“Don't start Toy... You promised.”
“I know but this is way too...”
“Zatoya Waters... Stop! Take what you want and give the rest away.” Logic insisted as he continued to towel himself dry without a care in the world.
“Alright. I'm not even going to go there, right now, but...”
“Then don't.” Logic abruptly interrupted. “What did your boss want?” He asked as he tied the towel around his waist and set on the gigantic California King size sleigh bed.
“Oh yeah.” I sighed. “I got to go back to DC.”
“For how long? What's wrong?”
“I have to meet with the prosecutor of an important case that I'm working on. She's offering a one time only deal for a client of mine that could really use a break. I'm the only one that knows the case well enough to broker a good deal. So I have to take the meeting.”
“How long is it going to take?” He asked a little disappointed.
“See that's the thing.” I hesitated. “The meeting will be over and done no later than six, but...”
“But what?”
“The Mayor's Holiday Ball is tonight and I have to attend.” I waited for a response, but Logic didn't offer one. “So, I'm not sure if I'll be up for a drive to Baltimore after that. I don't really want to go but I have to.”
“So, you're not coming back to Baltimore tonight.”
“No, I don't see how I can.”
“Alright, I needed to talk to you about something anyway, so we might as well do it now.”
Instantly something or someone sucked the air out of my chest as I realized that this man was about to dump me on my ass. “Look Logic it is what it is and it was what it was. You don't owe me any long drawn out bullshit that goes, 'It's not you. It's me. You're great. I'm just too damaged to be in a relationship, so soon.' So just save it. I don't need it and I sure as hell don't want to hear it.”
“I see you unpacked Crazy Ass Lady again.” Logic laughed. “I thought we agreed to leave her ass in a box beneath the Christmas tree until next year. Damn!”
“You're the crazy ass one Logic, if you think I'm giving you any of this shit you gave me back after you dump me like seven day old garbage. Fuck that!” I retaliated.
“Calm down and listen. Nobody is dumping anybody. If you had just let me talk you would have found that that's not what I wanted to talk to you about.”
“You're not trying to dump me?” I asked confused.
“Why the hell would I do that?” Logic asked as he pulled me on the bed beside him and kissed me on my frontal lobe. “Zatoya, I'm not going anywhere and neither are you.”
“Then what did you want to talk about?” I asked relieved, but confused.
“I need to talk to you about Nakeisha”
“What about her?”
“Wow this is hard.” Logic hesitated.
“What did you kill her and make a dress out of her skin? You can tell me. I won't be mad. Hell, I'm glad the bitch is gone.” I teased.
Logic laughed as he summoned up the courage to say what he had to say. “Okay, here we go. The truth is that Nakeisha is actually the rebound chick. We've been hanging out for a long time in Vegas while I waited for my girl in Baltimore to make up her mind what or should I say who she wanted to do.”
Realizing that I was now the rebound chicks, rebound affair I decided to remain absolutely silent and still or else I would prematurely tick off and beat Logic's bitch ass for getting me caught up in all of this bullshit.
“So, basically I was going to ask Nakeisha to marry me after my girl in Baltimore got engaged and married, because she had been down for me. She put up with a lot of shit with me behind this girl. Nakeisha knew about us, but she just dealt with it, because she loved me. So I guess Mookey was just her way of coping with my Humpty Dumpy sitting on the fence bullshit. The betrayal hurt me more than anything. I'm cool with them hooking up. Actually they're both hood rats by nature, so they are perfect for each other.”
“So what does this have to do with me?”
“Everything, I just want you to know that I don't need to get over Nakeisha because I really wasn't that invested in her. I love her as a friend, but...”
“Well what about the other girl? Are you over her?”
“Honestly Toy, I'm not one hundred percent there, but I'm getting there. I've loved Mye Queen since I was twelve. And we've been on again and off again since we were sixteen. We just couldn't seem to keep it together. Now that she's married and pregnant, and I have to face the fact that she's finally moved on. And I think I'm finally ready to do the same.”
“So you still call her your queen? What's that shit about? How can you even be close to getting over her?”
“Oh no, you don't understand. Her name is Mye Queen. You know, first name Mye- like my with a silent e and last name Queen. Everyone just calls her Queen.”
“Oh I get it. So why are you telling me this now. Considering the fact that you've just made me the secondhand rebound chick.”
“Actually, that clears you of all rebound status, as Nakeisha was the real rebound chick. You're really my first chance at finding true love.”
“What?”
“Queen's happily married and due to have a baby in a few months. You and I are having an amazing time connecting, getting to know each other and don't even get me started on the sex. I'm not ready for this to end.”
“I still don't get what you're talking about?” I asked confused.
“Baltimore is my hometown, but I live in Vegas. My life, my career and everything that I am is attached to Vegas. My dad passed away a little while ago, but my mom's still here. I have some good friends here too. And yes, before you even ask, of course Queen is one. I bought this house to stay in when I visited my family and friends, but Zatoya I live in Vegas.”
“So what are you trying to say, Logic?”
“I'm not trying to say anything. What I'm trying to ask you is, “Do you think you can practice law in Vegas?”
Stunned I was absolutely speechless. And anybody who knows me would tell you that, that was a damn miracle. I'm an attorney, a damn good one I might add. Hell, I always have something to say at any given moment.
“I didn't want to spring it on you so soon, but I can't even conceive of not sleeping in your arms tonight. FYI, that shit's not going to happen. I'll get us a limo, we'll go to Washington to your job, to your house, to your party and where ever else you need to go. But I am not going to be without you tonight or any other night if possible.
Overwhelmed, I jumped in his arms and kissed his mouth hard. “That's the most romantic thing anybody has ever said to me.”
“So, you'll think about it?”
“Yeah, I'll think about it.” I nodded as I wiped tears that leaked uncontrollably from the corners of my eyes.
Chapter 4
I arrived at my office just a little before two. After reviewing the case file I briefed Walt and two other Public Defenders about the case. Satisfied that we were ready to entertain any offer from the DA's office that would keep my client out of jail I confidently waited for Sally Rogers, the Assistant District Attorney handling the case.
Dressed in one of my many new designer suits I looked and felt like a million dollar bill. Trust me, after looking at the price tags on those clothes I had every right to feel that way. Damn! If Logic spoiled the rebound chick like this imagine what he'd do for the woman he loved. What was her damn name again... Oh yeah, Mye Fuckin Queen. Unbelievable! Another idiot that let this man slip right through their fingers. Well you know what they say, “One bitches trash is another bitches treasure.”
Logic Hart, may have been treated like last week's trash, but Zatoya Waters will treat him like the King he truly is.
Yes, I felt amazing. I was happy, healthy and so damn satisfied. It should be outlawed in fifty states just how good I felt. And damn did I look good! It felt good to be me. I was a new Toy with a new, New Year's toy and I was loving it. Then in walks this Mother Fucka with his monkey ass bullshit!
“Hi Walt, it's been awhile.”
“District Attorney Tyson, it's good to see you. Although I must admit that we weren't expecting you.” Walt stuttered as he stood to greet William Tyson, the newly appointed DA. “You know our Public Defender, Zatoya Water's right?”
“Yes as a matter of fact I do. We've tussled a time or two, right Ms. Waters?”
“Yes, that would be correct.” I casually replied as I suppressed the extremely urgent urge to smack the shit out of his condescending ass. “What the fuck is he doing here?” I asked myself.
“I heard you had a car accident, I trust everything is okay.” His smooth, sultry baritone voice asked cutting me to the very core of my spine.
“No this Mother Fucka didn't!” My brain screamed as I summoned every ounce of energy in my body to maintain my composure to keep me from jumping across this conference table and beating his bitch ass.
“I'm fine.” I calmly acknowledged.
“That you are.” He mumbled beneath his breath, before coughing and clearing his throat. Okay, so let's get started.
“No disrespect, but we were expecting Assistant DA, Rogers.” I asked confused.
“I know. I gave her the afternoon off so she could prepare for the Mayor's Ball. I'll be handling this. You are going, Ms. Waters, are you not.”
“Yes.”
“Great then let's get this over with so you can get home to get ready.” He winked and smiled.
Walt and the other Public Defenders all looked at me as to say, “What the fuck?”
“Okay, I'm ready when you are.” I acknowledged somehow managing to maintain my cool although I was as mad as a bitch slapped with an active bee hive.
It was painfully clear that this was Tyson's vindictive ass way of forcing me to talk to him. I refused to take a single call from him after he left me stranded in Dumbfuck, West Virginia. I guess he felt guilty or really wanted some pussy because he's been blowing up my cell like crazy.
Yes, he's the same friends with benefits Tyson that stood me up. And yes, I'm a Public defender sleeping with the DA, no less. Please stop judging me. In my defense Tyson is one of the finest white men that ever wore a suit and a tie. Around six feet two inches tall, tanned, toned and extremely handsome, there was no way I was turning down his request to ride my donkey. Mouth wateringly delicious in any favor Tyson was rich, successful, ambitious and a registered master of Pussyology as I soon discovered.
Still our relationship was a very dirty little secret that we both agreed should be kept completely private for so many obvious reasons. A product of old, molded money Tyson was not convinced that his parents would be happy to hear about our chocolate and vanilla swirl affair. Which was ample reason for me to be content with our friends with extremely fulfilling benefits relationship. Little did I know that we would one day find ourselves here. Me wanting to leave and his crystal blue eyes and his perfect mouth begging me to stay.
“So what are you looking for Zatoya?”
“What are you offering?”
“Depends on what you want. We have to at least communicate. Sow what do you want?”
“I'm confused.” Walt interrupted. “I thought there was a specific offer which your office wanted to table to settle this matter.”
Realizing that Tyson was not talking about the case and couldn't give a flying fuck what the outcome of the case was I was stunned. Could it be that he was offering me more than he assured me that he was capable of giving.
“Look, this is a simple offer and a fairly simple case. Walt do you think that I can talk to Ms. Waters alone?”
Walt looked at me for confirmation.
“You don't have to be here for this. I can settle this.”
“Are you sure Zatoya?”
“Yes, I'm positive. I'll call you if I need you.”
“Alright, let's let them tussle.” Walt chuckled as he left the room with the other two Public defenders.
Tyson's eyes never once left me. Even as he shook hands with the departing attorneys. Oddly, I could tell that he missed me and that seemed to be confusing the hell out of him.
“Is this room wired?” he asked as he moved closer to me.
“No.” I said as I watched him do a quick visual scan for microphones and cameras.
“It's clean.”
“Good, because we need to talk.”
“About what?” I calmly asked as I suddenly realized that I was in big trouble.
“Toy, were the fuck have you been? I've been calling you and stopping by your house for days now. Why couldn't you just pick up the phone and let me know that you were okay. Hell, at least tell me to fuck off if that's how you feel.”
“Okay, Fuck off!” I nonchalantly replied.
“Alright, I asked for that. Look I get that you're mad about Christmas Eve, but I was in Richmond at my parents' house. There was no way I could pick you up in West Virginia in that weather. I tried to call you back when I got your message later that night, but my calls kept going to your voicemail. Toy I'm sorry. Just tell me what I can do to fix it and I'll do it. I miss you.”
Sensing his vulnerability and knowing that there was only one reason I was even in DC. I was there to get a good deal for my client. So I decided to play it cool. “Look, I'm not mad. It hurt me, a lot to know that I couldn't depend on you if I got in trouble, but I'm over it. I've just been going through some things, but we're good.”
“Toy you know you can count on me for anything that you need. I've never let you down before. I'm sorry if I hurt you. Okay?”
“Okay.”
“So we're still friends?”
“Of course.” I smiled.
“Good cause I've missed you like no woman I've ever known. My dick got hard the second I walked in the room and smelled your essence. I fucking need you Toy. Let me stop by your apartment tonight and show you how much.”
“I'm not going to be home for a long time unless I get a deal on this table that I can in all good conscious say is remotely in the best interest of my client.”
“Tell me what you want and I'll make it happen.”
“Time served and two years probation.” I offered as a resolution.
“Time served and five years probation.” He countered as he mentally undressed and molested me.
“Time served and three years probation.” I said as I leaned over the table to pour myself a glass of ice water from the pitcher on the table. Okay yeah and to give him a peek at my round ass and perky tits.
“Done.” Draw the papers up and I'll sign them.
“I have them right here.” I said as I pushed the papers that I had prepared and a pen over to him for his signature and review. “I'll have the clerk file them today.
“I have something for you.” Tyson smiled as he glanced over the papers before signing.
“I bet you have.” I smiled
Tyson laughed. “That and something else. I got you a Christmas gift.”
“Really, is it a ring?” I asked as I made sure the diamond setting of my promise ring was still turned to the inside of my hand.
“No, we have a few hurdles to clear before we get around to that. But, I think you'll like it. In fact, I'm sure you'll like it. I promise. So I'll stop by your house tonight after the ball.”
“Sure. bring them both by then.” I agreed knowing damn well that I wasn't going to be there.
A broad sexy grin crossed Tyson's handsome face as I sealed the deal with a professional handshake and a sweet goodbye kiss on his lips. Little did he realized that it was a goodbye forever kiss.
“Toy next year I want you to apply for a position in the DA's office. Okay?”
“We'll see.” I smiled as if I would even consider that bullshit. I sucked his dick because I wanted to. I was not about to start sucking it because I had to.
After Tyson left I gave the signed papers to my boss and instructed him to file them immediately. Then I went in my office to type up my resignation letter. Even if I wanted to stay I realized that abruptly ending my relationship with Tyson would effectively destroy or completely end my career as an attorney in DC. Tyson was in deed a strong ally to have in your corner, but I knew he could be a deadly, vindictive viper if he ever turned against you. I decided to quit while I was ahead and take Logic up on his offer to move to Vegas. Besides, I couldn't fathom sleeping a night without him either.
I left my resignation, which was effective immediately, on Walt's desk along with a note apologizing for skipping the Mayor's Ball.
Chapter 5
I rushed back to the apartment to tell Logic the good news only to find him getting ready for the Ball.
“I'm almost dressed.” He announced as he finished shaving. “You can have the bathroom in five minutes.
“Don't rush, because we're not going.”
“Why what happened?” he asked concerned.
“I resigned. I settled my case. I typed up my letter of resignation, effective immediately and I announced, Peace Out Bitches!' I ecstatically screamed.
“Are you serious?” He asked stunned.
“Oh I am very serious. And extremely unemployed.” I nodded in affirmation as I stripped off all of my clothes and headed, naked, to the bed.
“Okay so what are you doing? Why are you getting in the bed.” logic asked confused.
“We don't have anywhere to go and nothing to do, but each other. So finish shaving and come to bed so we can finish what you started earlier.”
“Yeah about that...”
“Logic, don't even start...”
“I kind of promised my friend's that we'd stop over before we left for Vegas. They're having a pre New Years Eve gathering, so I figured tonight would be a good time to get it over with.
“So I'm assuming your Queen will be there.”
“Her name is Mye Queen and she's no longer my queen. You are. And yes Queen and her husband and their unborn baby will be there. FYI, it's probably not wise to start any bullshit after just quitting your job, so put crazy back in the box until after the New Year like we agreed.” He teased.
“Is this going to be awkward?”
“Yeah, probably. It's going to be awkward for me, if anybody. My friends will love you, especially Queen. Just wait you'll see.”
Queen could be married and pregnant with twins and I was certain that she wasn't going to like me. “Who the fuck remains in love with someone from the time they're twelve years old. And then choses to marry someone else.” I asked myself as I turned my promise ring back to the front of my hand.
“Are you okay?” Logic asked as he noticed me playing with my ring.
“So what do we say about the ring?” I asked realizing how silly I'd sound if I said it was a promise ring.
“What do you want to say?”
“I don't want to say anything, but there's not a woman on the planet that's not going to notice this ring. Your friends are bound to ask, especially Queen.”
Logic climbed beneath the covers with me dressed only in boxer briefs. “Are you moving with me to Vegas?”
“Yes. I want to.”
“It's a yes or no question. That's all I need to hear, yes or no.”
“Yes.”
“Then tell them that I gave it to you for Christmas and let them think whatever the fuck they want to think. I'm a grown ass man and you're a grown ass woman. And quite frankly, friends or not, what I give my girl is none of their damn business. Okay?”
“Queen's going to be jealous.” I warned.
“Queen's married and pregnant. I don't give a damn how she feels.” Logic declared.
“Logic please tell me that you're not doing all of this to get back at her for hurting you.”
“I'm doing this because you are the only thing that I've found since she left me that makes the pain go away. I'm not doing anything to get back at Queen. I'm trying to do everything that I can to get over her. Does that make sense?”
“Yeah. I guess when you put it that way it does. So when do we leave for Vegas?”
“I guess there's no rush now. We can get your affairs situated here and then fly out in the next week or two if you want. We have plenty of time before my spring training regimen begins. Speaking of plenty of time... Somebody owes me something.” He grinned.
“Oh yeah and who's that?” I coyly asked as I watched him peel his black boxer briefs over his thick chocolate thighs. My mouth watered at the thought of what was about to be unleashed.
“I don't know, but she looked a lot like you. Well, you screaming in ecstasy.” He teased.
“Yeah I vaguely remember that. You're right it was me and I do owe you something.” I murmured as I found his long, chocolate éclair and stuffed it whole in my mouth.
“Oh this is going to be good.” He moaned as he watched me get medieval on his under appreciated, totally neglected one eyed monster.
Determined to make him completely forget, Nakeisha and Queen I showed Logic that I knew exactly how to appreciate a man of his worth. Which I had so far estimated to be priceless.
Chapter 6
Logic had given me a brief biography of the lives of his friends during the limo ride from DC. Apparently, the home we were visiting belonged to Dorian and Jade Swann. Dorian was an attorney. In fact he was Logic's personal attorney. His wife Jade who just happens to be Queen's best friend is an extraordinarily gifted linguist who is an interpreter at the UN. Then we have Dr. Mye Love aka Queen who is an Internal Medicine doctor and her husband Dr. Christian Love who is a Best Selling Author and Gynecologist. And finally but not least by no stretch of the imagination we have Teddy Bear Davine, Wide Receiver for the Los Angeles Archangels. Rich, handsome, and blessed with undeniable swag, Teddy according to Logic is an exceptional football player but a world class womanizing ass in addition to being one of his closest friends. Branded by his friends as, Mr. Nigga, need I say more.
Dorian's eyes grew as big as alien flying saucers as he opened the door and welcomed us into his beautiful home. Obviously doing very well for themselves the Swanns lived in an upscale contemporary home in the suburbs of Baltimore.
“Hey what's up? We weren't sure if you were going to stop through.”
“I told you we were coming.” Logic responded as he gave Dorian some dap.
“Here let me take your beautiful coat. Ms...” He offered as he hinted for Logic to introduce him.
“Dorian this is my lady Zatoya Water's. Zatoya is a Public Defender in DC. Zatoya this is Dorian, my attorney.”
“It's good to finally meet you. He hasn't stopped dropping your name since the two of you met.”
Logic quickly flashed Dorian a, “Shut the fuck up look.” Which I totally chose to ignore.
“Thanks it's so nice to meet you too.” I said as I gave him my coat.
“Logic, she's even more beautiful than I could have imagined.”
“Thanks.” I humbly smiled.
“She's amazing.” Logic agreed as he wrapped his arms around my waist and hugged me close. “Who else is here Dee?” He asked as he looked around. “Is Teddy here?”
“He's been on his way from the hotel for the last four hours.”
“Why'd he stay at the hotel. I told him he could stay at my place.”
“You know better than to even ask that bullshit.” Dorian laughed.
“Yeah, Iguess you're right about that.”
“Everybody else is in the great room. Go ahead, you know the way.” He said as he tried to hang my faux mink coat in the crowed foyer closet. “On second thought. I'll just put it in my study.”
Logic took my hand and catiously led me to the great room. Understandably we were both as nervous as the Choir Director caught turning tricks in the choir loft. Granted I looked freaking incredible. All of those trips to the gym and health spa really paid off. My designer, original dress fit me like it was exclusively made for my body. Still that was just going to give the women more reasons to hate me.
“I'm afraid I whispered.” Pulling Logic back before we entered the room.
“Of what?” He asked. “Don't be... These are my friends. If I like you then they'll love you. Okay?” He responded as he pulled me in his strong arms and comforted me, by rubbing the small of my back. “They only want the best for me and right now, that's you.”
“Logic all of this is too soon. I feel like a crazy ass fool. I fuckin can't believe that I quit my job to move to Vegas.”
“Toy, where did we promise to leave the box?” He teased.
“Beneath the Christmas tree until after New Years.”
“Okay just checking.” He chuckled as he kissed me gently on my lips. His kiss was sweet and genuine and I immediately relaxed.
“Oh my God! Queen it's Logic.” Jade exclaimed.
“Come on in. What are you two doing in the hall?”
A big grin burst across Logic's face as Jade came out to meet us. He hugged her tight, lifting her tiny frame off of the floor. “God you look good. How have you been?”
“I'm good. What about you?” She asked as she quickly scanned me with her skank detector.
“I'm great. Where is my niece?”
“She's sleep. She'll be up in an hour or so. Logic, introduce me to your friend.”
“Jade this is my girlfriend, Zatoya Waters. Zatoya this is Jade, Dorian's wife.”
“It is so good to meet you Zatoya.” Jade said as she hugged me. Come on in and let me introduce you to everyone.
A huge smile crossed my face as a sweet smile from Jade assured me that I was welcome in her home. Logic saw it and winked to say. “I told you so.”
Grabbing his hand I followed him into the great room in anticipation of meeting his Queen and the current keeper of the shattered pieces of his heart.
“Oh my God Logic! Look at you.” The obviously pregnant Queen squealed as she tried to wrestle her way off the couch were she set next to her husband.
“No, wow! Look at you. Hey, don't get up. I'll come to you.” He said as he dropped my hand to go over to give her a hug. “How have you been. You look like you're ready to pop that baby out any second now.” He joked as he hugged her tight.
“Don't even get her started.” Christian, her extraordinarily handsome husband laughed. “She's got two more months to go and she's counting every second.”
“Hey, what's up man?” Logic asked as Christian stood up to greet him with a dap.
“I can't complain. Life's good right now.”
“I heard that. Look, this is my girlfriend, Zatoya Waters. She's a Public Defender in DC.” Logic announced as he looked back to retrieve me from were he left me. “Come here.” He beckoned. “Zatoya this is Queen and her husband Christian.”
“Hi, it's a pleasure to meet you both.”
“Logic, she's beautiful.” Queen acknowledged.
“Isn't she gorgeous?” Jade cosigned. “I love that dress. Where did you get it?”
“Thanks, it was a Christmas gift from Logic.”
“You look stunning in it. I can't wait until I get my figure back.” Queen said as she playfully punched Christian in the arm. “You did this to me.” She joked.
“Whatever.” Christian laughed.
“You two look good together.” Queen conceded. “But I have just one question.”
“What's that?” Logic asked as he pulled me in his lap as he set down in the vacant arm chair.
“What does she see in you, big head?” Queen joked.
“I don't know. You have to ask her that? I'm just going to go with it for as long as she'll have me.” He grinned as he hugged me closer.
“Zatoya don't mind us. We're just happy to see him happy. It's a pleasure to meet you.” Queen warmly smiled s she wrapped herself in her husband's arm.
“The pleasures all mine.” I smiled.
As unbelievable as it was, I could tell that they all approved, even Queen. Perhaps because she was sold completely out and so addicted to her husband. You could tell that she honestly wanted Logic to find love. Oddly enough she saw what I saw when I looked in his eyes that New Year's Eve night, the undeniable twinkle of a man falling in love.
Although Teddy never showed up that night the six of us enjoyed a wonderful meal, good conversation and the warmth of good friends. As the old year faded away and the new year began, Logic's friends all agreed that he was the luckiest man in the world to have found me that Christmas Eve night. But they were all wrong. I was the lucky one. And if you looked deep into my eyes you would see the sparkle of a woman who's falling in love for the very first time in her life.
After he kissed me hard and deep as the New Year ring in Logic whispered in my ear, “I'm in love with you Zatoya Waters.”
“I know. I can tell Logic Hart.” I smiled as I sampled his soft lips. “Happy New Year.”
The beginning of a legendary love.
About the Author
Brenda Stokes Lee is an author, screenwriter, novelist and a good old fashioned storyteller who refuses to let a trivial little thing like the truth come between her and a good story.
Born in North Carolina, but raised outside of Washington DC, this writer is a Morgan State University graduate who currently resides in the suburbs of Baltimore, MD.
Creative, funny and full of tall tales of love, mystery, fantasy, action, intrigue and grown folk's drama, Brenda is determined to make you laugh, to make you cry and most important to make you feel alive.
The All Mye Queen’s Men Chronicles of Love Includes
Book 1 All Mye Queen’s Men- A Love of Her Own
Book 2 All Mye Queen’s Men- Weathering Love's Storm
Book 3 All Mye Queen’s Men- No More Secrets
Book 4 All Mye Queen’s Men- New Beginnings
Book 5 All Mye Queen’s Men- Two Forbidden Loves
Book 6 All Mye Queen’s Men- There Can Be Only One King
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