I Think I Might Need You (Love Sisters Book 2) by Christina C. Jones

Author:Christina C. Jones [Jones, Christina C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Warm Hues Creative
Published: 2019-05-28T16:00:00+00:00

Nine

Joia.

“Somebody got some dick last night, somebody like some dick last night.”

I was pulled from good, deep sleep to find Jemma in my face, wearing a bigger grin than she had last night for her party. I groaned, then rolled over, not quite yet interested in what she was saying to me, but she grabbed my shoulder, pulling me back in her direction.

“No ma'am,” she said. “We're going to talk about this. I've let your ass sleep in all late. It’s already ten in the morning now, and it's time to talk about it.”

“Talk about what, Jemma? Wait. Did you say it was ten in the morning?”

“Yeah. I guess good dick will do that for you - have you all discombobulated, not even knowing what time it is.”

“Could you stop?” I asked. “Where are you even getting this information from?”

She smirked. “Oh my information is from the very reliable source of my own eyes. When I brought your car back – thanks for letting me use it yesterday by the way - to your building at about 2:00 this morning… I saw somebody sneaking out of here. I mean, as if he could sneak, like nobody was gonna see his big ass wearing all that purple.”

Internally, I groaned.

“Ohhh, what is his name,” Jemma continued. “Oh yeah - Theodore Graham is his name. Yeah. Him. I saw him sneaking out to the parking lot. And then I get up here and what's all up and through the atmosphere? Certainly not the Holy Spirit.”

“Jemma, I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

She rolled her eyes. “Oh, Joia. I know you're on your extra sensitive, secret squirrel shit because of the pregnancy. But let's not pretend like I don't know you very very well. I saw you sneak out of the party with Teddy. What else would you have been doing other than riding that man like the big ass thoroughbred he is?”

“For your information, he took me to his mother's house to eat. Since all you had was that nasty food at your party,” I jabbed, desperate to re-route the conversation.

“Oh girl please,” Jemma laughed, not taking the bait. “Sure maybe he did take you to his mother's house to eat. But when he brought you back here? I guarantee there was something else on the menu. Pregnant coochie.”

“Jemma, please!”

“Ain't nobody lying on you! But as I said, I know you extra sensitive these days.”

“I just would like to not have assumptions made about me.”

“It's not an assumption,” she corrected, flipping her hair over her shoulder. “It's an educated guess. Based on finding the bra you were wearing last night in the living room. Or are you suddenly not a neat freak anymore either?”

Shit.

No more denying it now.

“Okay fine, so I got some. What’s wrong with that?”

She shook her head. “Absolutely nothing. I'm hoping it lightens your ass up some.”

“Are you saying I've been uptight?”

“Do you think you haven’t?” Jaclyn asked as she breezed through the door of my bedroom too, stopping beside Jemma.

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