All Mye Queen's Men, Chronicles of Love - Volume II, page 13
"That maybe so, but you and I will not be the ones to serve it to him. I knew this bullshit was a bad idea when you brought it up."
"Look, they're just talking. They got a lot in common and..."
"You're right. They have a whole lot in common. His name is Teddy Bear Davine."
"Doesn't Christian know who Queen is?"
"You know Queen and Teddy try to keep their shit a down low secret. I didn't think I needed to qualify it. Hell he talks to Teddy as much as he talks to me. I thought he knew. But judging how he's on Queen I'm really not sure. Unless he just don't give a damn." The bartender serves Dorian his drink. Dorian pays for the drink and orders another for Jade. "Fuck it! That's grown folk's business. I'm not in it and you need to find a way to stay out of it. Let's have a good time."
Jade's drink comes moments later and the two settle in at the bar to give Christian and Queen some much needed and desired space. Jade and Dorian watch as the two laugh and talk and quickly settle into an unusual familiarity. Dorian knew that everything about this get together spelled trouble. It was like witnessing a terrible train wreck, you know it's going to be bad but you just can't seem to look away.
Jade on the other hand was enjoying every second of it. She was sick and tired of Queen living life one visit from Teddy or Logic at a time. She knew Queen was captivated by Teddy's charismatic bullshit, and that it would take a man like Christian to wake her stupid ass up. Teddy had been taking advantage of his license to cheat and Jade figured that it was Queen’s turn to exercise that clause in their relationship. She was convinced that unlike Queen, Teddy was not going to be so forgiving and willing to share.
~*~*~
The attraction between Queen and Christian was undeniable. His charisma, confidence and sexiness alarmed her. She hadn't felt like that for another man in quite a long time. The fact that he was absolutely gorgeous was just a cherry on her chocolate sundae.
Queen found it extremely difficult to concentrate. She caught herself fantasizing about a man which she had just met less than an hour ago. She imagined his handsome face buried between her thighs as it sucked the honey from Bear's coveted honey pot. "Down Pretty Kitty. You're purring a little too loud. This man is a Colleague and a friend of a friend. A friend who just happens to be a very good friend of your man," she thought as Christian's voice brought her back to the real world.
"Mye Queen, Can I buy you another drink?"
"As a rule I usually like to buy my own drinks. I don't like to feel obligated to spend time with somebody I'm not really interested in spending time with. But in your case I'll make an exception."
"Great! That's good to hear... What would you like?"
"I'd like a Slow Screw." Queen seductively answered, without hesitation.
"Uhh... That sounds real good." Christian stares her down and grins as he signals the Waitress. The waitress arrives moments later to find the two mentally molesting each other. "I'll take a Slow Screw and Sex on the Beach." Christian's sultry voice announced, while never breaking eye contact with Queen.
The waitress totally unmoved by Queen's presence leans over and moans in Christian's ear. "Baby, I'd so love to give it to you, too."
Embarrassed, Christian clears his throat and smiles. "I'm flattered, but I'm here with someone."
"Okay, but If your situation changes you know where you can find me. I get off at three.”
Although Christian doesn't respond, Queen's patented, “Get the fuck away from here!” look told her it was time to get back to reality and to work.
“Excuse me; your drinks will be right out." She said as she looked at Queen and abruptly turned and walked away.
"Wow. Bitches just don't have good manners anymore." Queen laughed in disbelief. “What the hell?”
Christian laughed. "What did you say?"
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that, but this trick just totally disrespected me. Didn't she see me sitting here with you? I could have been your wife for all she knew. I mean I've put up with the laser eyes and the dagger looks these skanks have been giving me since the second you sat down, but that was flat out uncalled for. The only reason I let her get away with it was because I didn't want her to spit in my drink. These bitches are tripping."
"Don't blame her. It's probably my fault. I was flirting with you and it must have backfired." Christian apologized.
"Hell, if I were in her place I'd probably have said the same thing. Well maybe not out loud. You are an extremely handsome man, Dr. Love. And oh do the ladies love you." Queen, teases as she surveys the chicken head sharks circling the table like Christian was shark bait.
"Thanks. But, from where I'm sitting, there are quite a few bruthas in here who wish I'd get the hell up. So that they could come over here to simply tell you that you look absolutely breathtaking you look in that dress."
"That’s sweet, but most of them have already taken that opportunity. So, please, whatever you do, don't leave me here alone. Because I can't take another bad breath, spacey tooth, wanna be, boy wonder telling me, 'You're the finest bitch up in here."
Christian chuckles. "Don't worry. I have no intentions of going anywhere, without you. And trust me, there's not a man on this planet that can ever make me leave you alone."
Queen simply acknowledged his statement of intent with a coy smile as a slow oldie but goody comes on and permeates the atmosphere. Christian looks at the stunning Queen and decides that this is the perfect opportunity to do something he's wanted to do since the moment he met her, hold her in his arms. Christian had been single for a while now and he found it refreshing and intriguing to talk with a woman who didn't get star struck over his looks.
Queen was confident and somewhat arrogant when it came to her self-worth. She knew that she had a hell of a lot to offer a man and she wasn't going to settle for bullshit regardless how exquisite the package was gift wrapped. Christian liked that about her. He loved the fact that she was intelligent, articulate, and sophisticated, but still remained alluring, endearing, sensual and sexy as hell.
Christian had entertained a few fantasies of his own about Queen. Her body was amazing and he envisioned himself licking every inch of it while she screamed and begged for more. But for now, he was content to just hold her close and get lost in the scent of her perfume.
"Mye Queen would you like to dance?"
"Sure, I'd love to." Queen spots Jade and Dorian relaxing at the bar in each others arms. She motions for them to come and hold the table.
Christian takes Queen by the hand and leads her to the dance floor. Queen was the envy of every woman in the bar as he gently pulls her into his masculine arms. As their bodies sway to the rhythm of the music, Christian pulls her closer. Queen rests her head on his broad muscular chest and enjoys the warm embrace of another as their bodies melt together.
"I knew this shit was going to happen. I knew it!" Dorian grumbled as he watched Christian and Queen dance as if they were the only two people left in the world.
"Dorian, calm down, they're just dancing."
"First you said that they were just talking. Now, you say- they're just dancing. What's next- oh they're just fucking?"
"Oh, stop over reacting. It's perfectly harmless."
"Say whatever you want, but those two are feeling each other."
Jade watches as Christian's hands slip from the small of Queen's back to her round behind. "You can say that again."
"Son of a bitch! Is he holding her ass? I knew this shit was a bad idea. I should have never let you set this bullshit up. Teddy's going to be pissed if these to hookup because of me."
"How was I supposed to know that they would hit it off like this?"
"You know what? I'm not going to even think about it. That's Teddy's damn problem, not mine."
"Maybe he'll learn about taking care of home. Personally I hope she gets a dick on the side." Jade responded.
"Frankly, I hope she does too, but that's not the dick for her. Teddy will absolutely fuckin freak if these two get started. You know how he is about Queen." Dorian retorted.
"Well, I suggest he revises his damn play book. If not Dr. Love may just score." Jade laughed.
~*~*~
Christian and Queen immensely enjoyed their night together. They talked, laughed and danced the night away as Jade and Dorian looked on. By the end of the night they weren't really ready to let each other go. This was the closest Queen had been to a first date since she went out with Paul, back in college. She really didn't know what to expect as their night together winded down.
"Queen, let's get ready to go. I'm going to get my Groom to Be home while he can still pleasure me." Jade announced.
"Hey, I've never been that damn drunk."
"I'll give you a ride home Queen." Christian offered.
"Are you sure it's not out of your way?"
"Absolutely not! Not even if you live in New York." He joked.
"Okay. Thanks. Jade I'll call you tomorrow." Queen says as she hugs Jade goodbye.
"No, you'll call me tonight to let me know that you got in the house safe."
"Okay mother." Queen sarcastically agreed.
"Christian's been looking at you like you're a chocolate, glazed doughnut all night long. I just want to make sure you get home without being eaten. That's what friends do."
"Can you really blame me? She does look finger licking, lip smacking good. And I am a little hungry." Christian grins at Queen.
"Stop. You're not helping." Queen giggled.
"Okay, that's fuckin it! Queen, let's go. You're riding with us." Dorian declared as he fished his keys out of his pocket.
"I told you." Queen laughed.
"Damn, I'm just kidding. I'll take her straight home, Scouts honor."
"Nigga, you were never a Scout!" Dorian retorted.
Christian laughed. "Exactly! No, I'm just playing around. Queen, I am a gentleman. I'll get you home safely. And I promise I won't try anything unless you want me to."
"Christian, I know. Let's go before our parents change their minds."
~*~*~
As they arrived at Christian's new Lexus it was obvious to Queen that Dr. Love was a relatively successful Gynecologist. Why wouldn't he be? Although he was extremely intelligent, and very competent with an excellent bedside manner most women came to him to just see his handsome face. Still, he was grounded with a humble spirit and a genuine love and respect for women and Queen instantly loved that about him.
"So, where to Mye Queen?" He asked as he opened the car door and helped Queen in.
"Umm let’s see... Get on the Beltway going north and take the White Marsh exit. I'm just a mile up the road from there."
"Sounds easy enough." Christian said as he maneuvers through the deserted streets of Baltimore onto the highway.
Queen took her stiletto heels off, closed her eyes and relaxed back into the soft leather seats of Christian's luxurious Lexus Sports Coupe. Christian pops in a slow jam CD and a love ballad croons instantly breaking the tension in the air.
"Did you have a good time tonight?" He asked.
"To my surprise, yes I did. I don't get out much, but I'm glad I let Jade talk me into going out tonight. What about you?"
"I had a great time. I've been in Baltimore for a little over a month and this is the first time I went out and really enjoyed myself."
"I haven't been out dancing in almost a year. Hell, I practically live at the hospital. It felt good to just let go and have fun."
"Yeah, I know. We should do it again."
Queen looks at Christian. "Dr. Love, are you asking me out?"
"Yeah, I guess I am. What do you think?"
"I don't know. Let me think about it."
"What's there to think about? Are you seeing anyone?"
"Umm... It's kind of, complicated."
"Complicated enough that you can't go out with me?" Christian asked a little puzzled.
"No, it's not quite that complicated."
"You want to talk about it?"
"No, not really. Well, at least not now."
"No problem. We'll talk when you're ready."
"What about you? Are you involved with anyone? Is there someone special back in Atlanta?" Queen asked not sure if she really wanted to know the answer.
"No, not at all."
"Married? Any children?" she continued to probe for flaws.
"Hell, no! I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said it like that. No, on both counts. Do you have children?"
"No, none, nada. Some things should be strictly reserved for marriage."
"I agree with you there. But you do want kids, right?"
"Sure, I loved to get married and have three."
Christian nods in agreement as he continues to navigate the car effortlessly to Queen's suburban luxury home. As he entered into the gated community he could tell that Dr. Queen was doing quite well for herself. The development of beautiful custom homes with meticulous landscaping and in ground pools screamed "I have money."
Christian walked Queen up to the front door hoping to be invited in. If nothing else he would gladly settle for a good night kiss. Still in the back of his mind he didn't see nothing wrong with a little bump and grind. Sure they had just met, but he instinctively knew that Mye Queen would play a starring role in his near future.
"So would you like to come in for coffee?"
"I don't know. Is it going to be complicated?" Christian grinned.
"No, actually it's going to be Maxwell House." Queen laughed.
"Sure I'd love to come in for coffee."
As Queen fiddles with the locks, Christian takes the keys and effortlessly unlocks the door. He could sense her nervousness and he found it comforting to know that something about him put her off her game. It was quite apparent that she was attracted to him. Still something or someone was holding her back. Christian found it intriguing that he was actually going to get the opportunity to pursue a woman. Most women just threw themselves on him with no hesitation or reservation. Queen was different and he found it exhilarating.
"So, exactly how complicated is your situation?"
"Pretty, in fact it’s becoming more complicated by the second." Queen admitted.
Christian smiles as he follows her into the lavishly decorated luxury estate. It is quite apparent that her home was not purchased or furnished on a third year Resident’s meager salary.
“So, do you live here alone?" He asked not sure if he really wanted to hear the answer.
"Yeah, it's just me, for now."
"You have a very fabulous home," Christian acknowledged as he admired the meticulously decorated and maintained home.
"Thank you. Look, I know what you're thinking. But before you say anything..."
"It's cool. I get it, it's complicated." He smiled. "Don't worry about it. You don't owe me an explanation Mye Queen."
“Thanks, because if I had to explain it all right now I'd probably never hear from you again.”
“I seriously doubt that, but I respect it.”
“Great. Let's go make some coffee.”
Queen removes here shoes and leads Christian into her gigantic fully equipped kitchen. Christian takes a seat at the imported marble island counter top as Queen makes a small pot of coffee. Captivated by her beauty he settles into an easy comfortableness with her. She is incredible. And short of hiding a dead husband in a back bedroom, he knew that nothing that she said or did could stop him from pursuing her.
He was infatuated by everything about her and intrigued to discover more. Her beauty was as stunning as her grace, which was hypnotic. Christian had dated many women, but never had he met a woman like Queen, who enchanted his spirit and made him want to be a better man, her man.
They laughed and talked in the kitchen until early dawn, frankly afraid to venture into a room with sofas. And you know why. In a way, Queen was a little surprised and relieved that Christian didn’t try to make a move on her. But she soon realized that men as handsome as Christian rarely had to make the first move. She could tell that he enjoyed being the hunter and not the prey. Besides she had no intentions of getting anything started with him or anybody else, not tonight, and especially not in Teddy's house.
Queen sensed that Christian did not want to leave, so she easily convinced him to spend the night, in the guest bedroom. Although he was a tad bit disappointed that she didn't invite him to her bed, Christian was happy to stay. He had experienced women playing hard to get and he knew that Queen wasn’t playing. It was going to take a lot more than his good looks and Atlanta swagger to get Queen in his bed. And he was more than willing to put in the work. In fact he looked forward to the challenge.
CHAPTER 16
Queen wakes up the next morning to the aroma of breakfast and the sound of Motown moldy, oldies. “What the hell?”
Startled, she jumps out of bed, quickly throws on a tank top and some shorts and hurries down to the kitchen. She enters the kitchen to find Christian cooking brunch. Dressed only in a wife beater tee shirt and jeans, Christian takes a pan of homemade biscuits out of the oven. Queen stands in the entrance of the kitchen spellbound. “Damn this man is fucking flawless,” she thought to herself as she got a good look at his muscular chest, broad shoulders, washboard stomach and tight ass.
“Good morning Mye Queen. I thought we could have brunch. I had to run to the store and get a few things. I borrowed your house keys, so I could get back in. You don't mind, do you?”
Amazed, Queen holds her hand over her mouth. She is virtually speechless. “This mother fucka is dangerous. Queen you are in for trouble.” she mumbled beneath her breath.
“This big kitchen inspired me. I hope you like to eat. I think I may have gone a little overboard.”
Queen remains silent as she looks at all the food he had prepared. She couldn’t wrap her mind around the fact that this drop dead gorgeous man cooked for her. Not to mention that he was standing in her kitchen half naked, looking like a tall, steaming hot cup of hot chocolate topped with marshmallows and whipped cream.
“Queen, please say something. I hope I didn't cross the line. Oh shit... I did... Didn't I? I am so sorry. I just thought that...”
