Cameron 2 by Jade Jones

Author:Jade Jones [Jones, Jade]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Tags: Fiction, Urban, Drama, Romance
ISBN: 9781478399261
Publisher: Jaded Publications
Published: 2012-08-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

My arms were folded across my chest and my expression was one of pure disdain. Hell no! I thought.

Marcus pulled alongside me on his Suzuki Hayabusa bumping French Montana’s “Everything’s A Go”. I had forgotten just that quick that he rode a bike when I actually expected him to pull up in a car. Nevertheless, he did look kind of cute in a blue and white varsity jacket, a pair of khaki short and the latest Jordans.

Don’t do that, Cameron, you got a man! I told myself.

“I’ve never gotten on a motorcycle before,” I told Marcus after he pulled off the royal blue helmet.

“For real?” Marcus laughed. “You good. I promise you ain’t got nothin’ to worry about, ma,” Marcus said. He handed me the helmet. “I wouldn’t let nothin’ happen to you. Come on.”

I unfolded my arms and stared at the Suzuki Hayabusa for several more seconds. Swallowing my fear, I reluctantly made my way over towards the bike and straddled it before pulling the helmet over my head. Slipping my arms around his waist, I held on tight for dear life much like I had the night he had spun me around on stage.

I would be lying to myself if I said his toned midsection didn’t feel good holding on to. Stop it Cam, you got a man, I chastised myself for the second time.

“Alright, just hold on tight,” Marcus said. “Don’t be nervous.”

Marcus revved the motorcycle up, and my grip around his waist instantly tightened.

He peeled out the driveway and zoomed up Madison Avenue, swerving in and out of lanes. My sundress ruffled in the wind.

This isn’t so bad, I thought.

“You good?!´Marcus shouted over his shoulder.

“Yeah!” I hollered.

Marcus increased speed as he flew up the street. He even took a few shortcuts in order to get to my house quicker. Ten minutes later he pulled right in front of my condo and killed the engine to his bike. He helped me climb off the bike and I quickly patted my sundress in place.

“Let me get that for you,” he offered, carefully removing the helmet from my head.

“Thank you,” I told him before finger combing through my bob.

“No problem,” he said. “What you finna get into?”

“Nothing. Nothing at all.”

“You ain’t workin’ today?” he asked me.

Marcus knew that I was an exotic dancer. He just didn’t know that I was supposed to have been a retired one. “No. I actually sprained my arm at work,” I lied.

“Damn. That sucks,” he said. “So what you got planned for today?”

“Shit. Nothing. I’ll probably just chill all day,” I told him.

He chuckled. “On a Saturday, Cameron?” he asked. “It’s too nice to be sitting in the house all day. Why don’t you let me take me take you to get a bite to eat or something,” he offered.

Turn around and go into the house was what my conscience was telling me to do but instead I blurted out, “Um…sure.”

Without hesitation, I climbed back onto the bike and pulled the helmet over my head.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.