He’s letting me stay the night in his apartment. It’s two o’ clock in the morning, and he just got a page from one of his workers. Now he’s heading out the door to take care of some business. This is the sixth time we’ve been together intimately. The dick is just too irresistible and too fucking good for me to say no to. For hours we were going at it non-stop, until he received that page. It’s business first, then sex. I’m catching feelings for him, and I know he feels the same way about me. I sometimes think about Jakim and what we had. I still love him, which is why being with Tyrone is so hard for me. I know Tyrone is feeling guilty, too. He keeps telling me to tell Jakim about us. “Y’all not together, so tell him what the deal is between us,” he’s constantly saying. But I refuse, thinking that maybe one day Jakim and I can rekindle our relationship. I know someday we could probably get married and have kids. He just might be the marrying type. Tyrone is a straight-up street thug, a roughneck brother who did a few years on Riker’s Island for a gun charge, drugs and assault.
