My Mans Best Friend (9781622860241) Read Online Free PDF

so twisted when we left the restaurant we were holding each other up. My friend Zacariah was at the bar getting her talk on with some middle-aged gentleman. We had a code. If either of us ran our fingers through our hair, that meant prospect, don’t bother me. That’s exactly the signal she gave me, only I didn’t return the signal. Jaquon was fun tonight so I didn’t bother thinking of him as another score. And I’m glad I met him because I would have been drinking by myself tonight because the men in here were whack.
    Jaquon ended up driving me home. I was too drunk to drive my own car so I had to leave it. I would get Zacariah to take me to pick it up tomorrow.
    How he made it to my house, I don’t know. Talk about the blind leading the blind. Both of us were intoxicated, but we made it without any problems. He was a gentleman and helped me to my door. I acted like I was too drunk to walk, but that was not the case at all. I was buzzed but not to the point that I didn’t know what I wanted from Jaquon. He didn’t know I could drink the average man under the table.
    Soon as the key was in the lock, he said, “I had a nice time with you, Essence, but I better be getting home,” backing away slowly.
    I swung my door opened and told him, “Come on, Jaquon. Chill for a bit.”
    â€œBut ...”
    â€œPlease, just stay a bit. You’re already in a load of trouble with your girl, so you might as well have fun because you know when you get home, it’s going to be on.”
    I could see the wheels in his head turning as he put his hands in his pockets and swayed back and forth. Holding my hands out like I was weighing his options I said, “Fun. Arguing. Which one would you rather do?” holding up the hand for fun.
    He smiled and said, “You’re persistent, aren’t you?”
    â€œOnly when I want something,” I replied, looking at him seductively. “And you know your girl is not going to let you go anywhere without her. Not even to pick up a soda. So chill.”
    My plea worked, and Jaquon entered with me. He walked in and stood at the door like he was scared to come into my place any farther.
    â€œRelax. Make yourself at home,” I said walking to the console table behind my couch. Kicking off my four-inch heels, I stumbled a bit. Jaquon came up behind me and caught me before my behind hit the floor.
    â€œOops. I guess I’m tipsier than I thought,” I laughed. He let go of my waist making sure my equilibrium was back. “I’m good now thanks to you. Please, have a seat,” I said, gesturing toward the sofa. He walked over to my brown leather couch and sat down.
    â€œI’m going to get us something to drink.”
    â€œDon’t you think we’ve had enough?”
    â€œNo alcohol. Just some juice,” I said exiting.
    I went into the kitchen retrieving two glasses out of the cabinet to pour us some juice. Placing the glasses on the counter, I tried to think of a way I could better capture his attention. I had already determined I had to have him when I saw him talking on the pay phone. One-night stands usually ended with me robbing them, but this man robbed me of my breath. He was fine as hell. A cross between Tyrese and Denzel. He has swagger with a touch of thug and a smile to die for. I knew what I had to do.
    I unzipped my dress, letting it fall to the floor getting my heel caught. Again, my behind almost hit the floor. I laughed to myself as I picked up the garment and placed it over the back of a chair. Pouring the drinks, I picked up the glasses and headed to the living room.
    Entering, I saw Jaquon was looking through my picture album I had left on the coffee table. I stood as he concentrated on the pictures of my parents and cousins back home. He looked so damn cute and my body instantly started to ignite.
    Walking closer to him until I was standing over him I said, “Here’s your