Off The Charts

by Zee Reneé

I watched him speak. I love to talk, but it was rare that I crossed paths with someone who made me want to listen and I was holding onto his every word as if they…or he would slip away.

I couldn’t help but wonder what his story was or why a man that looked this damn good was single. What were his red flags?

Unfortunately when a man is too good we look for something wrong with him!

It had been over a year since I last had sex. Fucking several women was cool when I was younger, but as I’ve grown, I’d much rather bring myself to my own release instead of creating another soul tie with a mutha’fucka that wouldn’t matter to me past my nut. Regardless of how the world tried to flip it, sex was sacred and the furthest thing from casual.

I love when men have morals and shit ! Not out here fucking everybody !

I learned to never be so fucking dependent on a man. Nobody but God should ever hold your life in the palm of their hand. I lost myself, so this season is about finding Jersei and putting myself where I always wanted to be.”

I’m a man first and I know when a woman of your caliber has been an option or when she was hand-selected. Desire starts within,” I laid a hand on her chest, feeling her heartbeat quicken. “Whatever it is that you are looking for, find it in yourself first and everything else will be added to you.”

All that armor, the smart mouth, the I’m good shit you give everybody else; you don’t have to do that with me. Let me disarm your heart, J.”

Shit, that nigga might’ve even made love to you here or there, but you ever been catered to, J? Hmm? Have you ever been spread out and had your pussy touched, massaged, or sucked on until you can’t breathe?”

Have you ever been swallowed up lol

My prayers were always simple, thanking the Big Man above for life, health, and strength, but I’ve found myself thanking Him for creating a woman like Jersei. I’d been asking Him was this His Will and if so, to mold me into the man that would be the perfect fit for His daughter. I wasn’t perfect, nor was I where I used to be in life, so being better was always an option. J deserved a wholesome love and when we got to that chapter, I wanted us to pen it perfectly.

“The nigga didn’t even deny it. Three kids and they all ugly. The girlfriend too!”

You calling me baby ain’t extra. Call me what you want. Baby, love, sweetheart, yours, or whatever other sweet shit you feel. I’on give a fuck. You don’t have to overthink when it comes to me, J. I’m right here. It’s a lot of shit I haven’t verbally expressed to you ‘cause you might think a nigga off his rockers for how I’m tryna come behind you. You running away only gone make me chase yo’ ass harder. Every time you look over your shoulder, you gone see me right on your ass like a fucking lunatic. You ain’t alone, mama.”

“You made me feel fireworks in my chest for the first time in years. It happened right after you cussed my ass out in my office. I denied it, but when the feelings are that strong, I don’t believe that it's solely your own emotions. I think that’s God tapping you saying it’s a good thing. She’s a good thing. He tapped me for you, J.”

I know in this season I’m supposed to be learning about myself, but the more I’m with you, I feel like I can do both. You make me feel like a teenager again, Vayce. Being around you feels like passing notes and staying up saying no you fall asleep first or saying what we have should be tattooed across our foreheads.” She ran her hand against her head. I chuckled. “I don’t want my own fear to stop me from missing out on someone as good as you and I don’t want you to feel like you’re the only one catching feelings. I got a crush on you, nigga. Is that what you wanted to hear?” Jersei’s head bobbed as she laughed.

This was the kind of dick you went home, and did a Google search on how soon is too soon to be in love. The type that made you call your mama and ask her the family secret banana pudding recipe. Was this the type of dick bitches were getting that made them get on a knee and propose? I still wouldn’t do that but if it was remotely close to this, I understood a little bit.

Jersei please lmao

I can’t fight the shit no more. I love you, Jersei Lane. I do. The shit I feel ain’t a like. It’s a burning desire, a fucking yearn. If I didn’t think you would think I was insane, I would ask you to marry me right now. Court room, paper signing, jumping a broom, I’on give a fuck. However I can have you forever, I’ll do it without a second guess ‘cause I know you’re who God crafted for me. Fuck the timing. My brain, heart, and mind are on one accord and that’s you.”

“I’ve been out of the game for so long, but I never want you to assume your position. I’m not leaving this season without everything God has to offer me and that includes you. Will you be my girlfriend, Jersei?”

I loved how he asked her to be his girlfriend!

“I wanna put a baby in you,” I blurted. Vayce choked on his drink. “Yo, J what the fuck is wrong with you?” “So you wouldn’t carry my baby?” I looked at him in disbelief while he laughed his ass off. “You better be glad niggas can’t get pregnant. We’d have a slew of stair steppers. With yo’ fine ass. Six weeks who? Boy lay yo’ ass down and pull them Hanes to the side.”

Lmaoooooo

“Let me tell yo’ bitch ass something you stupid mutha’fucka. First impressions are a mutha’fucka, so let me make mine. It’s a lot of shit I’on play about. My peace is at the top. Jersei is part of my peace, so when she’s disturbed so am I nigga and when I’m disturbed, some shit gone get fucked up. Every. Single. Time. Have you ever heard of decorum nigga?” Vayce’s voice rang.

This scene had me hollering !!!

“That’s for being a sorry ass father. But don’t even trip, stepdaddy Vayce to the mutha’fuckin’ rescue you pussy ass nigga,” he walked toward me. “Oh and if you still have doubts, I’m a reformed hood rat. Now, apologize.”

You make my bad days feel good, cold days feel like a heated blanket. You are my comfort.