Her love by Maia Paige (i want to read a book TXT) 📕

Mariya’s POV

"Are you even listening to me, Mariya?"

Of course I had been listening. Her voice was the only thing I could listen to for the past hour. And what had I been listening to my best friend drone on and on about? The usual.

"I’m listening, Isis." I mumbled. My reply was met with another loud groan of disapproval. "So, since you "hear me" come out with me tonight! You too good to hang out with your bestie now that you spoken for?" Isis retorted, a playful grinned etched on her face.

A small smile came to my face at the mention of my love life. We hadn’t been together for long, but I was content with their relationship. For some reason me and relationships didn’t seem to mix. I didn’t know what it was. Maybe it was my indifference towards everything that caused them to fail. Or maybe I just wasn’t capable of love? To be honest I really didn’t give a fuck. Less stress for me.

My thoughts traveled back to her current predicament. A small sigh escaped my lips. “Alright, where to?” I chuckled a bit as she watched Isis jump up and dance around. Same old Isis. Just as excitable from when we were kids. Some things never changed and our friendship was of the things that stood the test of time.

Best friends since diaper days, our friendship had always been an enigma to all. Me and Isis were polar opposites. No question about that. I was night and Isis was day. Isis was the Sun and I was the Moon. We were an odd pair, but we fit. And that was good enough for the two of us.

"Hurry up, Mariya! Go take a shower so I can do your make up!" Isis gushed, pulling me off the bed in the process. "I want to be out of here by 10!" Pressing my lips together, I started my short trek to the bathroom. Yeah. Excitable as ever.

"Yeah, yeah." I responded, a hint of amusement in my voice. "I hear you."

August’s POV

"Bruh, I wasn’t even trying to party tonight."

Leaning against the hood of my homeboy’s car, a look of aggravation was etched on my face. Being out tonight was not on my agenda, but myso called homeboy had other plans. 

"Nigga, stop bitching. Yo ass need to get out the house anyway." 

"For what? To see the same old shit I always see?"

An exasperated sigh left Tremaine’s lips. “You always get cranky when you ain’t getting no pussy.” 

To my dismay a small chuckle left my lips. “Nigga, shut the fuck up.” I transitioned my weight from his car to my feet, I looked toward Trey. “I get it when I need it and I don’t need it now. All these females on that cuffin’ shit and I ain’t with it.” Being in a committed relationship was the last thing on my mind right now.

I adjusted my snapback as me and Trey walked silently to the entrance of the club. Trey dapped up the bouncer and I gave him a nod. We were regulars at the club, getting in was never a problem for them.

The beat of Used 2 greeted us as soon as we walked through the door. Looking around I took in my surroundings. Same old shit. Same girls trying to look for a nigga to take home for the night. Same niggas cheating on they girl with a random knob. Yeah. Same old shit.

I nodded at Trey as one of his “friends” pulled him to the dance floor. I shook his head a bit as he made his way to his usual spot at the bar. Tremaine always had a chick waiting for him on the dance floor. It never failed. 

Nodding my head at the bartender to get my regular drink, I let my eyes fall around my current surroundings. Most of the women were on the dance floor, a few lingered by the bathrooms, and a handful were at the bar. I locked eyes with a curvaceous blonde across the bar. She smiled, I nodded and left it at that. Pussy was the last thing on my mind right now.

The sound of my drink being sat down in front of me brought him out of my daze. I thanked the woman and brought the drink to my lips. After this I was gone. Trey wouldn’t even notice I was gone, especially not with his latest “friend.”

"Come on! You promised me!"

Surprisingly over the loud music I could hear a female’s voice. Looking over next to me, I noticed two females. The one sitting down had her back turned to me while her friend was attempting to pull her up. I watched as the woman tugged on her friend a bit more before finally giving up. At least I wasn’t the only one who didn’t want to be there.

He was about to turn back around until the woman turned to face him.

"Damn." She was fucking gorgeous. She had flawless brown skin and some cute ass pouty lips. My eyes immediately traveled down to her body which was covered by a short, black form fitting dress. Black heels adorned her feet and the whole outfit fit her perfectly. She was the definition of beautiful. 

Quickly downing my Amaretto Ciroc, I got up making his short stride to the beauty. She didn’t even glance at me when I sat down next to her. Her eyes stayed glued to the silver iPhone 5s in her hands. I kept his eyes glued to her face as he began to speak. “Wassup, ma?”

Keeping her eyes glued to her phone, I received a response I definitely wasn’t expecting. 

"I’m good, you don’t need to buy me a drink, you can’t have my name or my number, and I don’t plan on going home with anyone other than my best friend. Goodbye."

Damn. I only said two words and I got shutdown. Rejection wasn’t something I was used to, but I did enjoy a challenge. A smirk fell on my lips as I tilted my head back. “How you knew I was gonna ask all that, ma?” She scoffed, her eyes finally left the phone and fell on mine. “What else would you be asking me at a club?” She twisted her body so she was facing me. “How Wall Street is doing? Or maybe you wanted to chat about quantum physics? Please.” 

I bit down on my bottom lip. Shawty had a slick ass mouth. Oh, well. I could fix that. Deciding on bolder tactics,I placed my hand on her upper thigh and leaned in closer to her. “Why you so feisty?” My lips were now dangerously close to her ear. “You talk all that shit in bed, ma?”

I was pleasantly surprised when she placed her hand over mine. I was even more surprised when I felt her warm breath tickle my ear. “Would you like to find out, love?” Got her. "Is what I would say if I actually wanted you." August watched as she leaned back, a playful smile on her face. "Gotcha."

Cheeks slightly flush from embarrassment, I leaned back but kept my hand on her thigh. “You can’t be playing with nigga’s emotions like that.” Ol’ girl was definitely a challenge. Fast and furious obviously wasn’t the best approach for her. Time to change tactics.

"Can I at least get your name and number?"

"I’m afraid my other half wouldn’t approve of that." She replied. Other half? So, that’s what it was. The reason she was playing so hard to get. She had a nigga waiting for her at home. "He ain’t gotta know." I surprised himself with that line. Going in on someone else’s territory wasn’t my thing, but I could make an exception. She was just that bad.

She chuckled. “She would skin you alive for even hitting on me.”

Wait. She?

I arched my brow in confusion. “Excuse me?”

She chuckled again.

"She. As in a female. My girlfriend."

Shawty had a girlfriend?

"Damn."

And that was all I could say.

August

"So, let me make sure I got this shit right." 

I brought the blunt to his lips as he watched the game. I was over Trey’s just chilling, doing what niggas did. We  were just sitting around his place smoking and playing video games. The usual. For whatever reason, I decided to tell his dumb ass about what transpired at the club a few days ago.

"You met a fine ass female at the club?"

I nodded, exhaling smoke from my lips.

"You tried to get at her and she shut yo ass down?"

I nodded again.

"And her reason for shutting you down was that she had a girlfriend?"

"Correct." I replied.

In a matter of seconds, I was heard Trey’s loud, obnoxious laugh. Sucking his teeth,I put out the blunt in the ashtray. “Nigga, that shit ain’t funny.”

"It is. You know she was lying her ass off, right?"

"She wasn’t lying."

Trey shook his head. “And how the fuck you know that?” 

"Shit, Iono even know." 

"If she as bad as you say she is, then she can get any nigga she want. Why would she be dating another female?" I  shrugged. "Exactly. She played yo ass and you believed it."

"Naw, bruh. Shawty wasn’t lying." I shook his head as if trying to convince myself instead of Trey. I didn’t even know ol’ girl’s name and I was defending her.

"And how you know that? You said it yourself she had a slick mouth." Trey chuckled a bit before turning his attention to his phone. "Just face it, my nigga."

"Face what?"

"You got beat at your own game."

Adriana

"Babe, gimme a kiss." 

My request was met with a giggle and a poke on the nose. Oh, did Mariya love to play.

"Naw, you good. You don’t deserve a kiss anyway."

"Mari, I always deserve your affection." I pouted my lips out for emphasis as I always did. "My lips are always craving that beautiful skin of yours."

Despite her earthy, brown complexion I could still see a trace of blush on Mariya’s cheeks. A giggle escaped my lips as she wrapped my around my flushed girlfriend. “Got you, babe.” I murmured, tightening her grip around her. “You know better than to deny me, Mariya.”

"Whatever, Adri." She shuffled a bit in my arms. "Let go. I have to finish this paper." I sighed, releasing Mariya from my hold. Mariya wasn’t big on PDA and that was often hard for Adriana to deal with. In her opinion PDA was the best part of being a relationship. The cuddling, holding hands, kissing in public and all the other mushy shit. 

At first I thought it was the fact she was embarrassed to be dating another woman. In fact, that was actually what our first argument was about. Hell, the whole argument was a big blur now that I think about it. It was over as soon as it started. A few heated words were shared then before I knew it Mariya’s lips were on mine and our heated argument turned into a heated kiss.

I was snapped out of her thoughts by Mariya’s soft voice. “I’m sorry, what’d you say?” 

She huffed a bit and I rolled my eyes. “You know I don’t like repeating myself, Adriana.”

"Well, you’ll have to today, Mariya." I replied, my eyes