All Mye Queen's Men, Chronicles of Love - Volume II, page 15
Queen knew that Christian was right. He raised some very valid points. Bear would behave if she demanded it. However, the truth was that the only reason their relationship had lasted as long as it had was because both of them turned a blind eye to the others fuck ups an indiscretions.
Little did Christian know that Queen wasn’t above a freaky creep of her own every time Logic came to Baltimore. Still she had let Teddy get away with murder over the past six months, and they really needed to reevaluate and redefine the boundaries of their relationship. Queen realized that in order for Teddy to become a better man that she'd have to find a way to become a better woman. In her heart's heart she believed that if she would give up Logic then Teddy would be as faithful as old yellow.
CHAPTER 18
Later that night Queen arrived at Christian’s condominium a little past eight. Christian answers the door and the aroma of fine cuisine escapes.
“Welcome Mye Queen.”
“Something smells delicious.” She observes as she enters.
“That would be your dinner.” Christian smiled.
“I hope not. I was referring to you. What cologne are you wearing?” Queen smiled as she entered the scrupulously decorated condo. Fine black art adorned the place and vibrantly colored walls soothed her.
“I forgot you got jokes. Why shouldn't you. You're practically married to one.” He teased.
Queen simply smiles and nods. “Okay, I'm going to let that one fly by, but I'm not going to allow too many more of those to go unchecked.”
“My bad. That may have been a low blow. I'll try to keep them higher so that you can see them coming.”
“Whatever… Christian this is simply amazing. Who decorated the condo for you?”
“I wish I could take credit for it but, an old friend of mine from Atlanta flew up and hooked me up.” Christian confesses as he takes Queen's jacket and hangs it up.
Queen wanders through the apartment admiring the decor. “She did a fantastic job. Is she a professional designer?”
“Yes, as a matter of fact she is.”
“Did she do the whole condo?”
“Yeah, she designed every room.”
“She has a unique design sense. Do you mind if I take a look around?”
“No, help yourself. It's not as big as your baby mansion but it's home.”
“Wow, the details are just phenomenal.”
“Yeah, she's extremely talented.” Christian casually agreed as he follows Queen into the bedroom.
Queen stands mesmerized by the gigantic, masculine, regal king size bed. “This room is fit for a king.”
“All it needs is a Queen for the king to love.” Christian's sultry voice added.
Queen, more startled by the tone in Christian's voice than the statement, quickly moves on and focuses her attention on the master bathroom. “She is really very gifted. Where did she train.”
“New York, London and Paris. She has a design studio in Atlanta.”
“So how long have you been here?”
“A little over a month, but she came up a month before me to get everything together.”
“So she stayed up here for a month?”
“No, just a couple of weeks.”
Queen exits the master suite and heads back to the safety of the great room. She takes a seat and relaxes on the sofa. Christian joins her. “Wow, that must have set a brutha back a grip.”
“Actually, her services were free. It was a going away gift.”
“Really?”
“What's that tone? ‘Really?’ What's that all about?” Christian mimicked Queen’s voice.
“Nothing. What? I'm just stating the obvious that nobody does anything for free. It's just a fact.”
“Well, she had a motive of course. But it didn't pan out the way she thought it would.”
“So, exactly how good of a friend are we talking?” Queen asked intrigued.
“Why?”
“Inquiring minds want, no need to know.”
“Why?”
“Because I'm nosy. Besides, I'm a little curious. You walk around like the man of steel. I just want to know more about your kryptonite.”
“Why?” Christian insisted.
“Can't I be intrigued? I just want to know what type of woman makes Super Man weak in the knees.”
“You really want to see my kryptonite?”
“Yes I do.”
“Come with me and I'll show you my kryptonite.” Christian extends his hand for Queen. She accepts his hand and allows him to lead her across the big room. “Close your eyes.”
“Why?”
“Just close your eyes.” Christian insisted as he leads Queen to a giant mirror hung on the foyer wall. He positions her in front of the mirror and then walks away.
“Wait, where are you going?”
“To check on the food. Oh yeah, you can open your eyes now.”
Queen opens her eyes to see her reflection in the big mirror. A big smile illuminates her face. She fixes her hair before walking away and returning to the couch.
“Smart ass.” She yells at Christian who was in the kitchen.
“Nosy ass.” Christian yells back.
Christian returns with two glasses of white wine. Queen accepts a glass and takes a sip. “Thank you. So, what happened between you and your friend? What did you say her name was?”
“I didn't.”
“Come on stop playing. Tell me about her.”
“There's not much to tell.”
“So then, do tell.”
“Okay. I can see that you're not going to let it go. Her name is Isis.”
“Like the goddess Isis?”
“Yeah I guess so.”
“Really? I mean that's a tough name to live up to.”
“Yeah, anyway... We met when I was in Medical School. We dated for a couple of years and then we broke up. End of story.”
“What happened? Why did you break up?”
“We wanted different things out of life.” Christian acknowledged as he sipped his wine.
“Like what?”
“Let's say she wanted fame and fortune and the glamorous life. And I wanted a wife, two kids and a dog named Peppy.”
“She didn't want to marry you?”
“I never asked her.”
“Why not? I thought you wanted to be married?”
“I did, but Isis didn't want kids and she hated animals. I take that back. She loved animals that could be worn on her back. You know like- minks, foxes, and chinchillas.”
“Were you in love with her?”
“Yeah, I thought I was. At least until I realized she was just another leprechaun in stilettos digging for a pot of gold.”
“Ouch! Sorry to hear that. Oh, you poor baby. I'm so sorry.” Queen offers Christian a motherly hug. He doesn't really need it but he takes it.
“Don't be, cause I'm not. She's the reason I left Atlanta. Since then she's tried every trick in the book to get me back. But I’m not having it.”
“So you're not even interested in exploring a sexual relationship?”
“With who, you? Yeah I'm down if you're offering.” Christian joked.
“You know that was not what I was talking about. And no, I am not offering. I got enough pretty boy drama to deal with for now.”
“You can’t blame me for trying. No… Seriously I’m just kidding around. No, I don't want to get caught up with her in any shape or form. I'll fly alone before I hook up with her again. She's just the kind of woman that would try to trap a man by getting pregnant.”
“I thought she didn't want kids.” Queen asked confused.
“She didn't want children, until she realized that it was a prerequisite for anyone interested in marrying me. Then she had a change of heart, at least so she said.”
“So, is it over?”
“It is so over. It's so over its reverted back to under.
“So when’s the last time you saw her?”
“I guess a little over a month ago when I finally moved in. She had made plans to move to Baltimore and she wanted to stay with me while she searched for a place. I had to cold stop her in her tracks. I couldn't let that shit fly.”
“So did she move to Baltimore?”
“No she changed her mind once I refused to let her move in with me.”
“When's the last time you slept with her?”
“When's the last time you slept with Teddy?” Christian challenged.
“I asked you first?” Queen insisted.
“And so you’ll answer first too.” Christian pressed.
“Almost two months ago.” Queen confessed.
“Damn! You sure you don't want to schedule an appointment so that I can make sure that cave is still open. I won't even charge extra to eradicate the bats living in there.” Christian laughed. “What the hell is going on?”
“Just answer the question. When's the last time you slept with Iris?”
“Her name is Isis.”
“My bad, I mean Isis.”
“I don't know. I guess it's been almost three months or so, by now.”
“Yet, you’re laughing at me.”
“The difference is she is not my woman anymore. I don't have a woman. You on the other hand claim to have a man. But, by some stretch of the imagination you haven't slept with him in two months. Queen, that's crazy shit. What the fuck is up?”
“I mean, we do live in different states. He lives on one side of the continent and I live on the other.”
“If you were my woman and I was half as rich as Teddy it wouldn't matter. I'd wax that bunny slope at least four times a month even if we were on totally different continents.”
“I work a lot and I can't get away. And he always has some endorsement promotions, or something else going on.”
“That all may be true but it sounds like a whole lot of excuses and bullshit to me. But, I'm going to just leave it alone. Just don't move too quick in here. You're probably so hot you'll catch fire and burn all of my little shit up. Christian laughs as he leaves to go set the table.
Embarrassed, ashamed and with nothing witty to say, Queen retaliates by throwing a throw pillow which smacks him up side of his head. “You're such a smart ass.”
“Don't get mad at me. Get mad at that nigga. If you were my woman you wouldn't be so easily agitated and sexually frustrated.”
“But I'm not.”
“Then we'll have to change that. Cause I can't have you walking around starting bush, I mean brush fires.” Queen counters with two more pillows. Christian ducks and laughs even harder.
Again, she had to admit that Christian was right. Two months without dick, for Queen that shit was absolutely ludicrous. Queen loved dick way too much to go without it for two months, for anybody. Especially since she was convinced that Teddy was having sex at least twice a day. Not to mention he had finally grew a set of balls and forbid her from sleeping with Logic.
“What the hell is wrong with you Queen? Why are you letting this man wipe his ass with your emotions?” she thought. Sadly, she could come up with only one answer, unconditional love.
CHAPTER 19
Over the next couple of months Queen and Christian were inseparable. They dated platonically at least three or four times a week. Although Christian enjoyed spending time with Queen, he felt a little guilty about spending so much time with his friend’s woman. Unfortunately, he couldn’t help himself. He was infatuated by Queen, and he craved her company like a junky craves drugs.
It’s Thursday afternoon and Christian is at the hospital seeing patients. In between patients his personal cell rings. It's Dorian.
“Hey, what’s up man?”
“Nothing much, except your boy's in town.”
“Who?”
“I know you couldn't possibly have forgotten him. Especially since you've been hanging out with his girl day and night.”
“Teddy? What's he doing here?”
“What do you mean- what's he doing here? He came to see his woman. It's their anniversary or some shit. He's here to surprise her.”
“How do you know?” Christian asked confused.
“He called me when he got to BWI a half hour ago. Nigga please don't tell me you are nowhere even remotely inappropriate with that girl. Please!”
“I've already told you that nothing is going down between us. Besides we're at the hospital, nigga. It ain't like it's a hotel or some shit. Teddy knows we work together.”
“Thank God it's not. I heard about your little slumber parties and shit. What are you a fuckin adolescent girl or some shit? What the fuck are you doing playing pussyless sleepovers with this man's woman? I told you not to get sprung for this girl. You know that pussy belongs to Teddy.”
“Unfortunately, it's a little too late for that.”
“Nigga, you sprung? Please don't tell me that you are sprung.”
“Like a broke ass clock.”
“Damn! I'm sorry to hear that. That's really too bad, because you're about to get your heart ripped out of your chest. Cause her Teddy Bear's in town and he's going to wear that honey pot the fuck out!”
“FUCK! What the hell was on my damn mind?”
“I don't know. But I tried to warn your ass. But you wouldn't listen to me. I told you not to fuck with Queen. In fact I told you not to even look at her ass. What did I tell you? Huh? I told your ass to say hi and bye and keep it moving. Didn't I?”
“Well maybe she...”
“Maybe she what, nigga? You know what? I hope that you are around when she lays her eyes on that big dick nigga. Just so you can see what's up.”
“Whatever, nigga. I got a big dick too! So, what?”
“Nigga, I got a big dick too. What nigga on the planet don't boast about having one. The question is do you have a big dick and sixty million dollars? No! I didn't think so. You better roll off man. This is not the girl for you. If you ever get a chance to examine that pussy you will see that Teddy has stamped his name all up and through there. In Braille for blind and stupid mother fuckas like you who want to act like they don't know. I told you to walk away a long, long time ago. Didn't I?”
“It's a little too late for that shit. And it's not like I haven't tried. This shit is like an addiction and I just can't turn away from it.” Christian confided in his friend.
“I understand. Teddy went through the same bullshit. Look, where's Queen?”
“Nigga, how am I supposed to know? What do you think I got sonar and shit.”
“Bitch, don't act like you ain't got a GPS on that fat ass of hers. You probably know her schedule better than she does.”
“It's a big hospital. She could be anywhere. Why?”
“You know what? As long as she's not there with you I don't give a fuck. Just don't spoil the surprise if you see her.”
“I wouldn't dream of it. You don't think Teddy suspects anything do you?”
“Why, should he suspect something? If nothing happened, you have nothing to worry about. Look let's hang out tonight. Cause I can tell that tonight's going to be a little rough on you. I don't want you drinking alone or doing something stupid. You're my boy and I got to look out for you. Even though you're stupid as hell.”
“Whatever nigga. I'll give you a call when I get home. Hey, you're driving.”
“Okay. But we'll taking the Lexus.”
“No problem.”
Christian was understandably upset that Teddy was in Baltimore. Even though he knew that Queen was Teddy’s woman in his heart she belonged to him. And the fact that Teddy was never around only fueled that misconception. Sure he knew that Queen and Teddy were constantly talking on the phone. And yeah, he realized that Queen loved Teddy, and that Teddy loved her, but he also knew that she had a soft spot for him in her heart.
CHAPTER 20
Queen had just finished sign out rounds with the other Residents when her personal cell rang. It was Teddy.
“Hey Teddy Bear. What you doing?” She coyly asked.
“Missing you. Happy anniversary.”
“Ah, you remembered. Happy anniversary.”
“Remembered? I haven't thought about nothing else all damn day. Where are you?” He asked.
“At the hospital as usual. I don’t even know why you asked.” Queen laughed.
“I don’t know either. So, what time are you going home? And please don't tell me that you are on call tonight.”
“No, I’m not on call. I'll probably be home by seven. Why?”
“I got a big surprise for you. So go straight home.”
“What is it?”
“It's a surprise like I said. Just be there at seven.”
“Why? Is it time sensitive?”
“Extremely, so don't be late. And call me the moment you get out front.”
“Why? Just tell me what it is, Bear.”
“Baby… Listen to me just be home by seven. Trust me. You’re going to love your surprise.”
“Alright I’ll be there.”
~*~*~
Queen arrived home at ten minutes to seven. True to her word she calls Teddy’s cell as she arrives.
“Hello Mye Queen. Are you home yet?”
“Yeah, but I got to call you back. Something is wrong.
“What?”
“I don't know. The damn house is lit up like a Christmas tree. I know that I didn’t leave all those damn lights on. I think somebody's in there.”
“Well, don't hang up. Keep me on the line while you check it out, just in case I have to be a witness.”
“Whatever… You know what, that's probably a good idea.” Queen conceded as she approaches the front door to find it cracked open. “Bear the fuckin front door is open. Oh my God! What should I do?”
“You’re the one that brags about being a Kick Boxer. Go in and handle your shit girl.”
“What the fuck ever. I'm not trying to walk in on a home invasion and get shot in my chest and shit.”
“I’m just kidding. Look just peek in and see what’s going on. The maid probably didn't lock the place up properly. It’s probably nothing.”
“You're right. This is her day to clean. Wait until I see her stupid ass. Leaving my house open and shit.” Angry, Queen continues up the sidewalk to the front entrance. Still not one hundred percent convince that the scenario is completely harmless she cautiously pushes the door open with her foot to find Teddy standing there with two dozen long stem, white roses. She throws her phone down and quickly runs and jumps in his arms. Teddy drops the flowers as she leaps in his arms. He grabs her by the ass as he sticks his tongue deep in her throat. They kiss passionately.
