I'd Rather Be Single 2 by LaShonda DeVaughn Read Free Book Online

go with the flow and see what happens. You're really—"
    He planted a kiss on my mouth, shutting me up. My body tingled. The touch of a man's lips hadn’t adorned mine in forever. The feeling was intense and I wanted him bad. He smelled delicious and was seemingly genuine. There was absolutely no way that I was going to let him go.
    He sat back in his chair . My pink lipstick was smudged on the top of his top lip and under his bottom lip.
    "I couldn't help myself . I like you, Tyra. Sleep on it, and call me tomorrow, okay?" he smiled.
    I was knocked off my rocker . That kiss had my ass on another level, but I fronted and pretended that I had to sleep on it.
    "That's what I'll do." I kept my game face on.
    He got out and opened the door for me , and I floated into my building. There was nothing to think about. Courtney may had been another athlete, which I promised myself I would NEVER deal with again, but you never know, he may just be the one.

     
     

     
    "Whaaaat!!!! He's a football player? Give me a high five, girl!" Dalia was pleased by Courtney’s revelation.
    I dodged her high five and focused on my food on the stove. I was cooking up some scrambled eggs and bacon early the next morning. Courtney was heavy on my mind, I even dreamed about that nigga. His deep and magnetic voice, mesmerizing eyes and mature conversation had me really feeling him. The fact that he was an athlete was now an afterthought. I just hoped he was one of the real ones. Although my relationship with Michael ended on bad terms, I could definitely say that I didn't have to deal with groupies. Not all athletes were dog ass niggas, but the vast majority of them were.
    " So, did you get some last night?" Dalia’s eyes were thirsty for a good sex story.
    "Excuse me? No I did not honey, relax."
    "What? You haven't had no dick in forever. I'm sure your shit was throbbing just by looking at him."
    I laughed and then threw the pot holder at her head. "Listen, I'm just getting over him being an athlete, I wasn't about to sleep with that man after he lied to me. Plus, it was the first date. I have to leave him thirsting for me."
    "Well I'm going out with Seary to night, and I'm definitely giving him this good shit." She winded her petite hips in her chair.
    " Uh uh girl, what you mean you’re gonna give him some? How often do y’all talk? And what kinda nigga is he? Is he asking you for pictures and shit?"
    I scooped some eggs and bacon on my plate and prepared a plate for Dalia. I placed them on the table and I sat across from her.
    "It's funny you said that , because he just texted me and asked me to send him a picture this morning. And we only talked on the phone twice, we mostly text."
    "Okay listen, with athletes, you have to keep them intrigued . You can't do too much too soon. He asked you for a picture, don't send him one. Tell him you rather see him in person. They are used to these groupie hoes sending them pictures non-stop. You gotta establish that you're different. And you only talked to him twice? Well ignore some of his texts, and save the conversation for your date. And do NOT sleep with him after your date tonight."
    I stopped talking and looked away , because I felt like I was playing the Rosslyn role with Dalia. Rosslyn put me on to so much game when it came to these athletes, that my ass could write a book on it. Dalia was eating my every word; I could tell she was taking mental notes.
    "Well shit , when can I sleep with him?"
    " Damn, is that your only question? You are a thirsty ass bitch, ain't you?"
    Dalia laughed, "Well shit, it's been over two weeks since I broke up with my man. I'm ready for some new dick."
    "Y ou seriously have to change your mindset. Are you in this for dick, or are you in this to secure a relationship with him?"
    "Girl , I want both."
    I cracked a smile and nodded. "I bet you do. But play it smart. I got you girl, I’m gonna put you on to everything you need to know, you don’t have nothing to worry