Applying Pressure

by Shvonne Latrice

“So, what is it about Myomi that you like, Ocean? I mean, you’ve been wit’ plenty of women and you’re young, so I can’t see you wanting to settle down. She’s ready for marriage and babies.” Royal got right to the bullshit. “I know a nigga like you who ain’t used to having a platter of females may think it’s hard to lock it down with one woman, but it’s not at all. I would explain the shit more, but I don’t have the time to tell you why you ain’t got that kind of juice.” “Okay!” Myomi sat next to me with her wine. “You had that one coming, Royal.” Kinley laughed into her glass. “All I did was ask a question. I don’t get why you’re so defensive.” Royal shrugged, playing the fool. “Nah, you trying to mask yo’ rude ass comments as questions, nigga. No matter what you say tonight, Myomi gon’ still fuck with me.” I smiled at him and could almost see fire behind his ho ass eyes. “Is that right, Myomi?” Royal looked at her.

THAT NINJA ROYAL IS THE ONE STALKING HER AND SHE’S GONNA BE HURT WHEN SHE FINDS OUT