Betrayal Page 2

  NuNu had a mission today, she was so eager to get to the park before Leah’s ass insisted on stopping to talk to that nigga Marcus. She had finally built up the courage to approach Tyson and ask for his number. That was her mission. Her main goal. And she was dead set on accomplishing it by all means necessary.

  Once the boys were done playing, Tyson began strolling over to the picnic table where NuNu was sitting. His Nike gym bag sat on the ground right next to her. NuNu’s heart felt like it was beating out of her chest when she noticed him coming her way.

  “Oh my god girl here he comes,” she said to Mandy who didn’t seem to be paying attention because she was too busy texting and playing snake on her new Nokia phone.

  Mandy just shook her head and smiled. She noticed NuNu getting nervous.

  “Don’t act all scary now tramp, you’ve been wanting to talk to him all day and now here’s your chance,” she said as Tyson slapped hands with one of his boys and then finally approached the table.

  Oh shit. NuNu thought when he finally stood next to her reaching inside the gym bag for his towel. She just sat there gawking. Tyson wiped his face and then threw the towel over his shoulder. Once he caught her stare, he winked at her. NuNu thought she would fucking faint as she reached for Mandy’s arm. She released a harsh breath and smiled at him as he zipped his bag and started to walk away. She called to him.

  “Um, Tyson wait.”

  She stood up as he halted and waited for her to walk toward him.

  “What it do ma?” He asked.

  Again, NuNu felt as if she would faint. This boy is fucking fine, she thought as she took him in. She had fucked him 3 times in her head already and was hooked, that’s how fine he was. Yeah, she had it bad and she knew it.

  Tyson was from the east coast and had moved to Toledo to finally be with his mother after living with his uncle. He stood 5’8, he wasn’t too tall or too short. His light skin was flawless. His brown eyes were enticing. Lips soft like pillows and just as pink as the penny candy NuNu would get from the corner stores. His wavy hair was spinning so hard it made NuNu dizzy, but that fucking beard is what made him stand out. Dudes from Toledo were rocking baby faces and here came this east coast nigga switching shit up that would for sure set a trend. God, she wanted to kiss him right here and right now cause the sight of him had her body igniting. Shit, she wanted to thank his mama for creating such a fine ass specimen. Tyson snapped his fingers snapping her out of her thoughts.

  “What’s up ma? You just zoned out.”

  NuNu shook her head as she came out of the fantasy in her head. She’d be sure to thank his mama later, because there was no way she was leaving this park without his number. She grew nervous as hell as she tried to gather words that wouldn’t make her seem pressed like the other girls that tried to get Tyson to notice them. They all bopped around half naked, trying way too hard for the attention that he clearly wasn’t giving. To him, they were just like the skuzzies back home and he didn’t have an itch for those types.

  “Um, Tyson I don’t know if you noticed or whatever, but I really like you, I mean really like you. I’ve been observing you for a little over 6 months but never said anything because I wanted you to notice me first.” She could barely look him in the eye because she was so damn nervous. Why am I so damn nervous? I’m the most outspoken out of the three of us and here I am barely able to look this boy in the eyes, she thought. It didn’t help that he kept licking them pink ass lips of his while she fumbled over her words. Tyson reached out and grabbed her chin, making NuNu weak in the knees just from his firm but soft touch. If she didn’t understand what SWV meant in their song Weak, she knew now. Tyson had her weak in the knees and she could hardly speak.

  “I noticed you ma,” he stated as he looked at her. “The crazy thing is I never said anything because I just knew you would chase me like these other skuzzies do, but you didn’t and that intrigued me.” He continued, “I watched while you were with the little dark skin nigga and then after.” NuNu couldn’t contain the smile that spread across her face. She looked down at her feet and then twirled her ring with the letter N on it. She and Leah had got them at the same time and just like her friend when she grew nervous, she played with it. Tyson lifted her chin again, “I had my eyes on you down in Florida as well at the tournament. You were finer than a mufucka in that orange swimsuit lor mama, I was going to step to you, but you beat me to it,” he chuckled.

  NuNu couldn’t believe what she was hearing. He was admitting that he had noticed her after all. She smiled.

  “I didn’t want to seem like these other chicks but I could no longer take not being able to get to know you so that’s why I’m standing here now wanting your number so we can talk,” she replied shyly. She immediately went back to fiddling with the ring. She couldn’t understand why he made her feel so uneasy.

  Tyson took her hand. He had noticed how he made her nervous and thought it was sexy. He added that to the list of characteristics that she had and that he adored.

  “Relax ma,” he said as he guided her toward his all red 1989 Regal that sat on spoked rims. His uncle had put him in a position to make money with his mom's new boyfriend and he was killing it on the blocks. His uncle taught him how to move smart, so he always stayed low-key. The only thing that made him stand out from the rest was his swag. It was different. He was different.

  Before opening her door, he paused “How about we head to my place and talk there and before I drop you off at home, I’ll give you my number,” he said as he reached out and caressed her cheek. NuNu’s body started heating from his touch. She was timid and wanted to say no. She hadn’t expected him to be this game, but she couldn’t, she wouldn’t turn down his offer either. I’d be a damn fool to tell him no, she thought to herself. She nodded in response and Tyson pulled open his passenger door.

  “So, I’m meeting your moms already?”

  Tyson cracked a wide grin.

  “Push down on them breaks baby girl, I didn’t say all that,” he said, licking his lips.

  Those damn lips. She wanted to caress them with her tongue, that’s how good they looked. They were now NuNu’s favorite part of his face.

  “Let’s see how things go first and if it’s meant to play out like that, you’ll be the first and only one to meet my dukes.”

  Tyson had never been the type to take girls to meet his mother. If they were only going to be in his life for a season, there was no need for them to meet the woman who gave him life. That was something he was going to reserve for his future wife. The girl he was certain that was not going to be temporary in his life. With NuNu, he had a feeling that she would actually end up being that one. The one who wouldn’t be temporary and worthy of meeting the woman who made him into the man he was. The attraction he had for her was magnetic, he had felt it as soon as she spoke to him.

  NuNu smiled, finally climbing in the car but popped right back out yelling for Mandy. “Aye, Mandy you okay? Do you mind?”

  Mandy climbed down off the picnic table dusted her butt off and walked towards her.

  “Yeah I mind,” she said with a wink as she reached in and hugged NuNu.

  “About time yo ass stopped being scary and you bet not fuck him on the first date,” she whispered. The girls shared a laugh and then agreed to get with one another again before the day was over.

  Mandy headed back in the opposite direction she had other things to attend to anyway, she just wanted to support her friend with her silly mission. NuNu climbed in the car and leaned her head against the headrest and all she could think about is not fucking this nigga. She was a virgin, but it was just something about this boy that made her want to pop it for him. She had come close to having sex with her ex-boyfriend Dominic, but she couldn’t will herself to do it, she just didn’t feel like he was the right one and because of that, they broke up. He wanted to take their relationship to the next level, but she wasn’t ready.

  “Lord, please let me keep my self-discipline please, p
lease,” she uttered to herself. Tyson climbed into the car and asked her if she was good. Again, NuNu nodded because now all of a sudden, her vocabulary was gone. Tyson smiled as he sensed her nervousness and held out a hand for her to take. She did and he held onto her the entire drive to his house, while they listened to Ja Rule and Charlie Baltimore’s collabo Down Ass Chick bumping through his stereo. All NuNu could think about was being Tyson’s down ass chick. She wanted to be the chick that would be down for him no matter what. She had made up her mind that she was going to be just that.

  Tyson and NuNu entered his home and she looked around impressed by the lavishness of his home. From the outside, you would never be able to tell that it looked so beautiful on the inside. Never judge a book by its cover, she thought to herself.

  “Do I need to remove my shoes?” NuNu asked before taking a step further inside.

  “As long as your feet don’t stink baby girl, be my guest,” Tyson said playfully.

  NuNu punched him in the arm as she smirked.

  “My feet don’t stink homie,” she said as she kicked her shoes off. Her feet immediately sunk into the plush carpet.

  Tyson laughed. “Have a seat Ma, I’m about to hop in the shower real quick,” he said as he headed toward the back room. NuNu took a seat in the reclining chair and began getting comfortable as she waited. She looked up noticing pictures of Tyson sitting on top of the beautifully decorated mantle. She stood from her seat and tip toed toward it as she peeked down the hall to make sure he didn’t catch her looking around.

  Tyson had to be the only child because the mantle was aligned with pictures of only him from a baby until he was 18 it seemed. NuNu noticed a picture of him in the swimming pool as a young boy with a basketball in his hand. She smiled at the sight of that. NuNu went down the entire row of pictures, admiring them. “He was a cute kid”, she said to herself as she came across his graduation picture. She picked the picture up and caressed it, “Gosh this boy is fucking fine,” she whispered. Tyson had emerged from the backroom freshly showered, smelling like Cool Water cologne with nothing but basketball shorts and a white beater on. Noticing NuNu admiring his pictures, he crept up on her wrapping his arms around her waist and then squeezed her gently. NuNu jumped in surprise and spun around, she was getting ready to haul off and hit him until she saw him biting into his bottom lip, smiling at her and just like that, she was caught in his spell. Damn, he smells good.

  “Did I scare you Ma?”

  The way NuNu was acting you would have thought she had been hit by cupid himself.

  “No,” she said.

  They took a seat on the couch and Tyson turned the tv on and an old episode of Martin was playing.

  “This my show,” NuNu said as she turned, placing her feet in Tyson’s lap.

  “I see you’re comfortable now and not all nervous,” he said with a smirk.

  NuNu was, in fact, comfortable in his space, with his presence, and she couldn’t believe it. The attraction she was feeling with him was refreshing... it was... it was relaxing. She smiled as she looked over to him.

  “I am.” She replied. “Tell me why you stayed back home with your uncle? I meant to ask you on the way here,” she quizzed.

  “Dukes moved here my junior year with her man, but I wanted to stay in B-More to finish high school. So, my uncle said I could stay with him until I was finished but I ended up staying longer to make money,” he explained.

  Tyson removed her feet from his lap and opened her legs as he climbed in between them. NuNu just sat there as she anticipated things to move quicker than she expected. Her heart was racing, and her breaths became slow. Girl you better not let this suave man go any further, keep some self-discipline, keep some self fucking discipline, she thought coaching herself. NuNu closed her eyes and breathed deep as she tried to find the words to stop him. Tyson being able to read her mind leaned in and pecked her lips. NuNu eyes popped back open. Tyson smiled.

  “Don’t worry lor mama, I’m not that type of cat when it comes to you,” he said.

  He was mesmerized by her beauty. He studied her face as he took her in. NuNu had his heart pumping differently. She had him on some first love type shit. The chic’s back home couldn’t compare to this Toledo chic laying before him. NuNu was a rare breed. She was angelic and he wanted to be the only one to claim her from this day forward. So, for her, Tyson planned to move differently.

  “Your body I can wait for, we just chilling,” he said as he laid in between her thighs and got comfortable.

  NuNu looked down at his head in stun. Her panties were getting moist because this man was impressing the hell out of her. If he kept this talk up, she would be losing all restraint. The way he was talking had her ready to pop pussy on the first date and not think twice about it. NuNu took a deep breath.

  “Tyson, I don’t trust myself with you,” she whispered as she rubbed the top of his wavy head.

  “I don’t trust myself with you lor mama.”

  They laid on the couch talking and watching old episodes of Martin until eventually night fell and exhaustion took over them both.

  Chapter Three