The Burial of a Player by Kimberly Brown EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Kimberly Brown
- Language: English
- Genre: Black & African American Women’s Fiction
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JORJA (GEORGIA)
Back at Walker’s House
HE WATCHED me packing up my things from the doorway of his
bedroom.
Once he left me in the parking lot, I decided to dip out early enough to
get my shit and go home for good. For the last couple of months, I’d barely
seen the inside of my apartment. I’d practically moved in over here, and
that was proving to be a mistake.
After Cartel got shot, he was distraught. I could only imagine how he
was feeling. If that had been my sister, I wouldn’t have been able to
function. I stayed with him to keep his mind right. Shit shifted between us.
The more time I spent with him during that time, the more it felt like we
were in a relationship.
Walker and I were always together. He was more than just my best
friend. I didn’t know when or how it happened, but somewhere along the
line, I caught feelings. Maybe it was the fact that I went to sleep and woke
up to him. Maybe it was because our families meshed, and we were always
around each other. Or maybe it was because this man sexed me like crazy
and it was always so damn good.
I found myself doing shit I never did before, and he just let it happen.
For example, he allowed me to lay up on him in both public and private like
he was my man. At any given time, no matter where we were, I could plant
my ass on his lap. He could be mid-conversation, and his arm would slide
around my waist, or he’d kiss my arm. I didn’t even think that he was aware
that he did it.
When we slept together, he was okay with being the little spoon. In fact,
that was when we slept the most peacefully. We had inside looks. I wore his
clothes. I had a key to his home and was free to come and go as I pleased.
There were his and her sides of his bed, his closet, and his bathroom sink.
The man kept all my favorite foods and snacks in stock at his house.
How was I not supposed to think I meant more to him than some pussy?
Tonight solidified that the shit was all in my head. I saw what I wanted to
see, and now I was paying the price for it emotionally.
“You just leaving?” he asked from the door.
“That’s what it looks like.”
“You really that mad at me, Ja?”
“I’m not mad at all, baby. I’m just enlightened.”
I zipped up my suitcase and placed it by the door with the rest of them.
Grabbing my duffel bag, I began tossing in all of my lotions, perfumes, hair
products, and whatever other small things I’d stored here over time.
“I should have seen this coming,” I mumbled as I moved around. “I was
crazy to think there would ever be something between us.”
“Jorja.”
“Leave me the fuck alone, Walker. I just wanna get my shit and go
home.”
“Home? You been here for months. This might as well be your home.
Stop tripping and put your shit back.”
“Fuck. You.”
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