Torn

Chapter 3

MORGAN 

Last night was... nothing short of amazing. 

How did we move so fast like that? Yes, there were nights that I have had sex on the first or second date before but there was a lot of alcohol involved and I was a little on the more youthful days. The connection I have with him is just weird to me. I have known him a little while but still, I feel so fast. 

"You turning into a little thot huh?... and you have a hickey" My best friend says to me as she sips on her margarita. I had to tell her the news over drinks, my night was that good! " So... you let that man come over and knock them ankles loose!" she leans in. 

" How was it?" she asks smiling deeply, I looked hesitant to tell her. she gives me a look, "Morgan, really? why you acting so shy? I know you be fucking you have a son!" she laughs.

I don't really like to talk and boast about my sex life.  I have always been shy about that aspect of my life. I have ALWAYS been shy period but that is another story for another day. 

 " well... girl he done sucked and fucked the shit out of me and I cant wait for him to call me again... shit there you have it. He tore my ass up better than it has ever been tore up before. I need another drink." I tell her as I down my drink. 

" I knew that was the case cause you got a good dick glow going on. Mhm-hmm.  I give it a few more weeks, the stress part that comes with the good dick is coming!" she says lifting up her glass and laughing. 

Sad to say she was right, it is so hard to find a man with good dick and no complications. You be all in love and here comes the bullshit after a few weeks and you already have an attachment because y'all make love so good. Now you sitting there crying listening to torn by LeToya Luckett in your damn feelings with a glass of wine. 

Even as an adult, I see why they tell you to wait if you really are trying to build something meaningful. 

"Im going to think positive for a change. He seems nice right now. " I say to her while taking another sip. " so, how has that new job been for you?" 

" Bitch, let me tell you..." she says sitting her drink down.

MICHAEL

"Man, I feel sprung as a motherfucka." I tell my homeboy as I pass him a beer from the mini bar in my house. He gives me a I told you so look " Look. man. I had to check and see if she was okay. I be damned if she ghosted me. " 

" so you went to her house to check on her, and knocked on her door during booty call hours, then she let you in and y'all fucked?" he says " just like that" I told him

" who initiated?" he asked 

" Me. " I say then take a sip of my beer. 

my homeboy shook his head. " If you feeling sprung like this, wait until she start acting crazy. all women crazy." he shakes his head again. " I have yet to find a woman that can handle this monster. cant speak for you, you may not have the same powers as me" he says and pops his collar. 

" Says the nigga with no girlfriend, but hey im going to just let things flow out. I dont think ima call her I dont want to seem pressed. "  I told him.

My homeboy shrugs his shoulders. " If you think that is what will make you feel better. its not a good idea but hey, try it out. let the universe guide you my brother. " 

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Morgan 

Irritated, I knock three more times on my sons fathers door. I told him to have my son ready so I can get him to my moms so I can get to work on time! I swear I dont know why I got pregnant by this man.