All Mye Queen's Men, Chronicles of Love - Volume II, page 19
“Maybe, but I don't want you for one night. Hell, truth be told, I don't even want to screw Candy the stripper, for just one night. I don't want you like that. I want to be able to make love to you whenever I want for as long as I want.”
“Christian, you know that that’s not possible.”
“And that's exactly why we can't have sex. Whether you are Candy or Queen you still belong to Teddy.”
“I don't belong to anybody.”
“You know what I mean.”
“Why couldn't you just pretend for one night that I belonged to you?”
“Because, the door would be opened and there would be no way to close it. Next thing you know every night after that we'd want to be together. You keep glossing past the point that your man is my best friend. I can't do this to him, at least not for a fuck.”
“Oh come on ... It wouldn’t be like that between us. I know what you’re saying, but…”
“But what Queen?”
“Bear sleeps with whoever he wants, when he wants and I never say or do anything. Tonight, I wanted you. That's what.”
“Even if he does you two are still in love. Queen, I can't set myself up to get hurt every time he decides to blow through Baltimore to fuck you.”
“Christian, that's not even fair.”
“No, what's not fair is you asking me to. Sooner or later you are going to have to decide who you want more. And until that time our relationship can't go further than it already has.”
“So, what about you?”
“What about me?”
“Are you sleeping with anybody?”
Christian laughs. “Exactly how is that any of your business Mye Queen?”
“I mean, you can't expect me to keep getting hot and bothered over you if you're screwing around with somebody else.”
“Technically, you shouldn't be getting hot or bothered over me, especially since I am not your man. And since I'm not your man I'm free to sleep with whomever I desire.”
“Semantics, Christian we sleep under the same roof almost every night. How can I not be understandably a little hot in the panties? Naturally, it also concerns me who you're screwing.”
“Well there's your answer.”
“What?”
“I'm with you every day at work and every night at your house or mine. When would I have the time to sleep with somebody else? Queen, I don't want to be with anybody but you. Shit, I couldn't even sleep with your alter ego Candy Girl. Oh and in case I didn’t mention it -Candy girl is Super Nova hot.”
“Yeah, apparently not hot enough.”
“Queen, I don't want to play make believe with you on Fantasy Island. My feelings for you are real. So, before we become intimate I need you to feel the same for me.”
“So, what if do? Would you make love to me?”
“I don't know, maybe.”
Queen leans in and kisses Christian hard in the mouth. He grabs her by the head and kisses her back, sucking her sweet, wet tongue down his throat.
“Tonight I choose you. Make love to me Christian. Please?”
“Okay, just do one thing for me.”
“What? Anything!”
Christian pulls out his cell phone and hands it to Queen. “Call Teddy and tell him about us.”
“You're kidding right?”
Christian shakes his head and indicates that he is not joking. He waited patiently for Queen to take the phone. “Call him.”
“Christian, you know I can't do that.” Queen refuses to take the phone.
“Yeah, I know. That's what I thought.”
“I want to, I swear to God that I want to, but...”
“But what? What’s the problem.”
“I'm not sure that I'm ready to let him go.”
“I rest my case. You're not ready for this.”
“You have no idea how ready I am for this and that.” Queen teases as she attempts to kiss Christian again. But before she could get close enough to kiss him he puts the phone to her lips, stopping her cold in her tracks. Frustrated she takes the phone. “Okay give me the damn phone. You want me to call him, so then I'll call him.”
Queen takes the phone and dials a fake number. Christian watches as she leaves a bogus message. “Hey, Bear. It’s me Queen. I need to talk to you. I didn’t want to tell you this over the phone but... Look, I've fallen for Christian. We didn't mean for it to happen. And we didn't intend to hurt you. I hope that we can work this out so that we can still be friends. You know that I'll always love you. Please call me tomorrow when you get this message. Take care.”
Emotionless, Queen hangs up and gives the phone back to Christian. “He didn't pick up so, I left him a message.”
“Oh yeah? Let me see if I can get him.” Christian presses a few buttons on the phone. Queen attempts to grab the phone to stop him. He laughs uncontrollably as he plays keep away with the phone. “Stop! Let me see if he’ll pick up this line.”
“Let's just call him later. He's probably busy.”
“You're probably right. I'll just leave him a message.” Hold on its ringing.”
“Christian, don't ....”
“Hey man what's up?” Christian greets Teddy.
“Not much. I called you earlier to wish you happy birthday. Did you get my message?”
“Yeah, I got it. I just hadn’t got around to answering my calls.”
“So, where are you?”
“Hanging out with Mye Queen.”
“Oh yeah? Now is this your queen or Mye Queen?”
“Actually it's your queen. She cooked dinner for me for my birthday.”
“She cooked what?”
“Dinner.”
“Queen cooked and you ate it? Damn, you're brave.”
“It was actually pretty good. She's learning.”
“Yeah, if you say so. What'd she get you for your birthday?”
“Nothing much, just a lap dance?” Queen shoves Christian and puts her finger to her lips in an attempt to tell him to be quiet.
“Whatever bitch. You wish. Keep fuckin dreaming.”
Christian laughed. “She did ask her.”
“Nigga fuck you. Let me talk to my woman.” Teddy laughed.
“Hold on man.” Christian hands Queen the phone.
Queen punches him in the arm. “Hey Baby Bear.”
“What's up Mye Queen?”
“Not much.”
“Really? Because I heard that you're over there giving lap dances and shit.”
Queen teases. “Yeah well, it was a hard job but somebody had to do it.”
“Oh it was a hard job?”
“Yeah, it was pretty damn hard.”
Now it was Christian's turn to tell Queen to stop playing and cut the bullshit. Instantly he realized that this was a very bad idea.
“It was hard huh?”
“Yeah but it was his birthday and somebody had to do it.” Queen teased
“Well I tell you what. You’d better find some fuckin body else to do it.”
“Actually I offered him a blow job but he turned me down.”
Christian instinctively tried to grab the phone when he heard the word “blow” but it was too damn late. There it was it was out there and there was no taking it back. Queen had just told Teddy that she offered to blow him for his birthday. Frozen like a deer in headlights he couldn't move.
“You two got a whole lot of jokes and shit. But I ain’t in the mood, so you’d better stop playing.”
“Who's playing? I'm serious.”
“And so am I.” Teddy insisted.
Sensing the anxiety and uncertainty in his voice Queen decided to change the subject. “So, what are you doing, or should I say who are you doing?”
“Actually, I'm at home watching TV.”
“Oh yeah? Who's with you?”
“Nobody.”
“What's her name?”
“Baby, I'm home alone.”
“So there's nobody there but you?”
“Queen, I'm alone. I wouldn’t lie to you.”
“What time is she coming?”
“Nobody’s coming over. Believe it or not I've been a very good boy.”
“Really? Good to who?”
“See there you go. I'm trying to stay out of trouble and behave myself.”
“That's good to know. But if memory serves me correctly I thought her name was Bubbles, not trouble.”
“That's real cute, but that's not her name.”
“So, what's her name then?”
“Insignificant- that's her damn name. Insignificant!”
“Yeah whatever. They all are to hear you tell it.”
“That’s because they are. You're the only woman that I care about and you know that. So, what’s with the twenty questions and shit?”
“Anyway... I better get back to my lap dancing.”
“I tell you what… you'd better not be shaking that big bubble butt of yours in Chris' face.”
“Or what?”
“Trust me, you don't even want to know.”
“No, I want to know. Cause I really, really, really want to rub this big bubble butt of mine all...” Teddy abruptly interrupts her.
“Stop fuckin playing Queen! I can play about a lot of things, but you have never been one of them.”
“You started it.”
“No, Chris started this bullshit. Put his bitch ass on the phone.”
“Be nice. We're just playing around.”
“Whatever. Put his ass on the phone.”
“Seriously Bear... We were just fooling around.”
“Whatever, put Chris' ass on the fuckin phone.”
“Bear don't act like that. I'm sorry. I took it too far.”
“Apparently not as far as you planned to take it.”
“Okay stop. It was a bad joke. I'm sorry and Chris is sorry. So will you let it go?”
Teddy remains silent before finally conceding. “Yeah okay, but stop fucking playing around like that and shit.”
“I'm sorry. You still love me?”
“You know I do.”
“I Love you too. Okay, here he is. Be nice.” Queen said as she sticks her tongue out at Christian and hands him back the phone.
“Yeah, what's up?”
“All jokes aside, if I find out that you are fucking around with Mye Queen, I'm going to beat your bitch ass!” Teddy snarled.
“Bitch you can't beat me.” Christian chuckled.
“Maybe not, but I'll beat that ass that day.”
Christian laughs harder. “Point well taken. I'll try to keep that in mind.”
“You'd better try real hard. Now get out of there and go get you some pussy and stop fucking around with mine.”
“I'm a little too high for that. I’ve had way too many shots to drive. I'm going to have to chill here with Queen for awhile.”
“Nigga, didn't you hear what I just said? You’d better call a cab or something.”
“Look, all jokes aside as fine as Queen is, and I mean she is incredibly fine, I don't plan to put our friendship in jeopardy.”
“I didn't plan to jeopardize mine with Paul, but shit happens. So, all I'm saying is be very careful, cause if you fuck around and fall in love with Queen you're going to get your heart broke and I'm going to bust your fuckin ass.”
“Damn man, ease up we were just joking around.”
“Yeah, but the funny thing about a joke is that in order for it to really be funny at least a portion of it has to be based on the truth. So, I suggest that you pump your brakes because I know firsthand how easy it is to get twisted over Mye Queen. And there is and always will be only one king in her life- me.”
“Alright, I got it. Damn nigga!”
“Damn nigga my ass. I'm just trying to save you some heart ache, misery and a whole lot of pain. Oh yeah, and a good old fashion back wood Georgia ass whupping.”
“Whatever. We're boys, end of story. Enough said. Okay?” Teddy doesn't respond. “Okay?” Christian persists.
“Okay. Alright, enough said.” Teddy concedes.
“Alright, I'll catch up with you tomorrow.”
“Okay. Tell Queen to call me later before she goes to bed.”
“No problem. I’ll tuck her in and kiss her good night for you too, if you want me to.” Christian jokes.
Teddy becomes unusually agitated. “Nigga, fuck you! Stop fucking playing head games with me, Chris.”
“Nigga, nobody's playing games with you. Damn. Learn how to take a joke.”
“Bitch you are a fuckin joke! You know what.. Look, I'm not even going to trip cause I know ain't a damn thing going on. Just tell Queen to call me. I'll talk to your ass next week about this bullshit, when you haven't been drinking.”
“Teddy, are you mad? Damn I was only joking around.”
“Bitch the joke is over. I'm talking some real shit and you want to keep playing. I'm serious about this. It may seem funny to you but I'm not fuckin laughing. I've been where you are not once but twice and the shit didn't end well either time.”
“I'm sorry man. Look, nothing’s going on. Okay? I'll tell Queen to call you.”
“Alright, if you say so. But I'm about ten seconds from flying to Baltimore to see. I swear to God Chris, don't fuckin play with me. Look.. I'm not even going to trip. I'll holla at you tomorrow.”
“Alright I'll talk to you then. Christian hangs up the phone. He blankly stares at Queen. “I must have lost my fuckin mind.”
“What did he say?”
“Not much. He just told me that he was going to bust my bitch ass if I didn't leave you alone.”
“He didn't say that.”
“Yes he did and you know what? He's right. Shit got way too far out of hand tonight.” Christian stands up, fishes his car keys out of his pocket and looks around for his jacket. “Have you seen my jacket?”
“It's in the closet. Where are you going?”
“Home!” Christian definitively declared. “I'm going home where I belong.”
“What? Why?”
“You know why.”
“Look, don't go. I shouldn't have put you in that position. It's just that I saw an opportunity to... I just wanted to be with you, even if it was a lie.”
“Queen, I want to be with you too, but it's just not an option. I know you two have an open relationship and shit, but Teddy just made it crystal clear that he's going to take this shit personal. Look, I got to get out of here.”
“Christian, you've been drinking. Please don't leave.”
Christian continues to look for his jacket. Queen follows in close tow, in a panic. What seemed like a good idea earlier had just become a very dangerous situation. Queen would never be able to forgive herself if Christian left and had an accident.
“I can't keep doing this. Even though nothing’s happened we're still wrong. I've been inappropriate with you from the second I saw you in that bar with Jade. Since that night we practically live together. If I'm not here with you, then you're at my condo with me. Teddy would fucking freak if he knew we sleep in the same damn bed, every fuckin night. What the fuck was I thinking?”
“Look, I know that I shouldn't have tried to press the sex issue. I'm sorry about that. It was selfish, and I promise I won't do it again. But, please don't go. I didn't mean to ruin your birthday. I thought you wanted to... Stay here with me. I made you a birthday cake.”
Christian stops in his tracks. “What did you say? You did what?”
“I made you a birthday cake.”
Christian laughs. “You baked a cake? This I got to see.”
“What? I can bake.” Queen giggled. Why you act like that’s so incredible?”
“You can barely cook.”
“Baking and cooking are two different things. You haven't had cake until you taste my Chocolate, Chocolate, Chocolate cake surprise.”
Christian tosses his keys on the coffee table and takes a seat on the sofa. “Okay... So, what's the surprise other than the fact that you made it?”
“Try it and see.”
“Alright, bring it out.”
Queen turns to leave, but she stops and turns back to face Christian. “Christian, I'm sorry I tried to seduce you.”
“Not as sorry as I am that I had to stop you.” Christian winked.
They both Laughed, although they knew that there was actually nothing funny about their situation. Queen recognized that Christian had real feelings for her, but she couldn’t really process that until she dealt with her love for Bear. To say the least she realized that until she broke free of the incomprehensible bond between her and Teddy, she could not begin to explore the depths of her true feelings for Christian.
In so many ways and on so many levels Christian was right. However, the foul should have been charged to Queen, not him. Queen was the one who was in a committed relationship, not Christian. Yet she was the one who continued to press the intimacy issue, every chance she got. Not to say that she didn’t have legitimate feelings for Christian that did not initiate from between her thighs. Still, she stood to lose a lot if she walked away from her Teddy Bear. He was all that she had left since she had blown Logic off in an attempt to give her relationship with Teddy a fair chance. Christian may very well prove to be a suitable substitute for Teddy and maybe even Logic. Nonetheless, Queen was more determined than ever to sample the swizzle stick. She had tasted far too much good dick to risk getting stuck with a mediocre one at best.
CHAPTER 24
As Jade stares at her reflection in the three hundred and sixty degree mirror at the bridal shop she couldn’t believe that her wedding was in less than twenty four hours. Today was her final dress fitting and to her surprise everything was absolutely perfect. Well, that is until she catches a glimpse of her Maid of Honor, and notices that she is paying more attention to her phone than she is to the Bride to Be.
“Queen, how does it look? Be honest tell me what you think?” Jade asks as she admires her beautiful strapless, crystal encrusted, form fitting, ivory wedding gown.
Queen who is preoccupied with checking her text messages doesn’t respond. She had called and texted Teddy over an hour ago and he had not responded. She could only hope that by some miracle he had rearranged his schedule and was in flight from Los Angeles.
“Okay look , put that damn phone up, and tell me how you like my dress. I swear you have to be the worse damn Maid of Honor in the history of Maids of Honor. You haven't taken your face out of that damn phone the entire time we've been here. Staring at the phone is not going to make him call. He already told you he's not coming. Hell the sack of shit hardly ever shows up in Baltimore, so put the fuckin phone down for just ten damn minutes and act like you're here for me.”
