Nothing Better Than This Hood Love by Porscha Sterling

Author:Porscha Sterling [Sterling, Porscha]
Language: eng
Format: epub

“Aye, I’m on your block.”

My eyes jerked open at the sound of Kendrik’s voice and I sat straight up in my seat, blinking rapidly as I tried to remember where I was and who was speaking to me. Turning to my side, my eyes rested on Kendrik’s brown eyes and his smooth caramel face that held an expression of confused humor.

“The hell wrong wit’ you? You ain’t been sleep that damn long,” he said with the right corner of his mouth turning up into a crooked smile. “You still snore like you used to, I see.”

“Shut up!” I said, punching him lightly in the arm. I’d always been so sensitive about my snoring. Mulah had long ago stopped mentioning it so I thought I’d dropped the habit. Obviously not.

“What?” Kendrik teased with a smile. “I think it’s cute.”

I ignored him and the butterflies that started to swarm around in my stomach as I focused in on him. Looking away from his sexy smile and perfectly straight teeth, I rubbed my eyes and yawned wide, as my body reminded me all at one time that I was exhausted and sexually frustrated all at the same damn time.

“Thanks for driving me home,” I told him. “You got a way back?”

“A nigga can always find a way.”

I nodded my head and hesitated for a second. I wasn’t ready for him to leave but I didn’t know what else to say. I could see Mulah’s car from where I was and I knew he was home, waiting on me. I hadn’t checked my phone in hours and I was sure that he’d been blowing it up. It wasn’t like me to stay out so late without calling him. And here I was, wishing that I could have stayed out with Kendrik a little longer.

“Let me get your number or something so I can call you,” he said finally. I looked over at him and he was staring straight ahead. Then he pulled his bottom lip in and bit down on it before turning to me. His bedroom eyes shined in the moonlight.

He is sexy ass fuck! I thought to myself.

Kendrik wasn’t ugly as a kid, but he damn sure didn’t have me thinking he would look anything like he did. He could literally run right onto the pages of a magazine and fit right in. His style was rugged and plain, but his looks were on point. He had that ‘sexy thug’ swag down pat. He reminded me a little of the rapper, The Game. Not so much in looks but in style. He could go from intimidating to male model in seconds, although I was sure that he wouldn’t be caught dead modeling shit. He looked like the type to fuck models, not be one.

“I don’t know…” I started.

I glanced over at the front of my house, silently voicing my thoughts. I knew I was playing with danger. The way I was feeling about Kendrik was not the way that someone felt about a friend, and that’s the only thing I could accept from him at the moment.

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