TYCE 5: Dead or Alive by Shareef Jaudon

Author:Shareef Jaudon [Jaudon, Shareef]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Write Now Books
Published: 2013-06-29T05:00:00+00:00

~Date Night

Sunday was the designated date night for Dallas and I. Shit, we spent just about every day together, but Sunday was special. We made it a point to have fun, do something romantic, or just sit back and watch a movie. I cleared my schedule and she cleared hers to make room for quality time. I admit I didn’t like the idea at first, however it kind of grew on me. It was my turn to plan the date and I had something in mind that would be new to both of us.

I had Carmela drop Khari off at Angelique’s house because I still didn’t feel completely at ease with her riding with me. After my daughter left, Dallas and I got dressed and we headed out for a night on the town.

As we pulled up in front of the crowded night club, I could see her reading the blue neon sign. Her forehead wrinkled up and she turned to me wearing a look of bewilderment.

“I put on a skin tight dress, spent two hours doin’ my hair, and an hour on my make up to come here?”

I put my Benz in park. “What? You don’t like techno music?”

“The music isn’t the problem, it’s the crowd.”

“Oh, so you don’t like gay people?”

Dallas sucked her teeth. “Now you know I don’t have a problem with gay people. Shit, I’m bi sexual myself. I fucked your baby mama remember?”

I chuckled to myself. “How could I forget that?”

“Exactly,” she said confidently.

“Look, date night was your idea and you said we would take turns deciding what to do. You also said you wanna try new things, so it doesn’t get boring…so this is new.” I pointed to the club.

Dallas rolled her eyes. “Alright, but don’t get all pissed and shoot up the place when a nigga smacks your ass, or blows you a kiss from across the room. You know you’re a pretty boy.” Dallas teased me.

I hated when people called me pretty and she knew it, but I decided to not to respond to her playful jab.

“You jus’ better hope some dude doesn’t have on the same dress as you.”

Dallas cracked up laughing as she opened the car door. We made our way to the front of the line and I pulled out a hundred dollar bill to persuade the door man to let us bypass the endless line. He happily accepted the bribe and let us glide past him amidst attitude laced hisses and angry shout outs from the impatient mob that watched us cut in front of them.

Once we were inside the packed club, hundreds of red overhead lights shining on a black dance floor made the huge space look like it was decorated by vampires. I held Dallas’s hand as we weaved through the bouncing crowd toward the huge bar. Dallas bobbed to the music next to me as I leaned into the bartender’s multi pierced ear to talk to him.

“I want that VIP section over there.” I pointed to a roped off area decorated with velvet couches.

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