Vixen and The Thug

IX.

Chapter IX. A Nightcap?

"If we wait until we're ready, we'll be waiting for the rest of our lives."

–Lemony Snicket

Lauryn's POV

Holding my box with my red velvet cupcake thing in my lap I enjoyed the sights as we rode with ease down the street. I never thought I could feel completely safe with a man, especially with one like Sly. He had a reputation on him that I had seen with my own eyes that made me nervous to really trust him. I allowed my mind to slip over to the way that his touches whispered over my skin made my pulse pick up and made something akin to excitement take over my body. Was this a normal reaction for a woman to have to a man's touch or was this just the way that I felt about Sly?

I quickly glanced at my phone because Becca wanted updates on how the night was going because she was the reason that I was even giving him a chance. Becca maybe over protective of me and sometimes an asshole to other people but, she always did what she thought was for the best and gave some of the best advice that was are to argue with. Not to mention she went through something similar with Tory who, she was now official engaged to after going back to her city. But, that is a story for another day. I quick briefed her on how much I was feeling Sly and told her good luck on her perform tonight since, she was actually using her talent in Cinderella. It had been a long time since she actually performed ballet and I know she was nervous.

"Who got your attention?" Sly asked causing my fingers to slow to a normal pace as I looked up at him.

"Becca, she just wanted me to check in" I said slightly embarrassed that I was being treated like a baby but, it made me feel loved to be honest since Granny sometimes could be cold with all the discipline she tried to administer. There was sort of a cultural barrier with Granny and I because it was always PopPop who kept her from being to serious but, when he passed she had a hard time really connecting with us.

"Oh, yeah? You did say y'all were basically sister. I completely understand. I would be checking on Audi too if she was out with a nigga like me" he chuckled as he nodded his head to the beat of Makaveli by Tory Lanez.

"And what if she is? What exactly is a 'nigga like you'" I mocked with my eyebrow threating to touch my hairline. He looked over at me as he stopped at the light to make sure he had my full attention.

"You already know. The rumors and whispers about me are not all true but there is some truth behind all the stories you have heard about me. I know I scare you but, I don't want that to keep you from knowing the real Sly" he said turning his attention back to the road causing me be slightly shock that he would show any hint of the emotional turmoil he had brewing within him. And yes, I had heard a lot of crazy things about him that I would never think to present it to Audi because I respected our relationship to much to allow that kind of gossip to ruin us.

I cleared my throat at a loss for words not even sure what I could even say. He was so different then what I thought he would be like. The fact he was man enough to self-disclose with me really had me feel like there was something that managed to draw me to him. "Sly, where are we going?" I finally voiced not even sure if I was ready to be vulnerable with him.

"My crib, I just thought since you mentioned you loved Love Jones, you might want to watch Boomerang and really talk without that waitress acting like a bitch in heat over me" he joked causing my little bit of jealousy to ease up in the back of my mind.

"That does sound nice and we can have some of this giant cupcake thing. I saw the way that you were lusting over this thick ol' thing" I joked laughing at myself corniness. I moved the box judging the weight because the desert was made for two according to the menu.