C3 Three

Nyla's POV

I honestly don't know how the fuck, or why the fuck, but at this very moment I am sitting in a private room at the most expensive restaurant in Atlanta with a boy who's name I still don't know.

"Why you so quiet?" He said with a knowing smile on his beautiful face.

"I don't know maybe because I was just kidnapped by some nigga that I don't even know."

"What's stopping you from knowing me?"

"Well first off I don't even know your damn name."

"The name is Carter, beautiful."

"If your name is Carter then why did Rochelle call you King back at the shop?" Strike one, he's already fucking up by lying to me.

"Uhm, that's my work name, I can't have everyone knowin' my government."

"Why do you need a work name huh? The only work that I know about that involves using a different name is stripping and selling drugs, and I know damn well that you're not a stripper so speak ,and keep it real with me" After I said that he started smiling super hard, I don't see what the fuck is funny though.

"Damn, it's like dat?"

"Straight like that."

"Okay well put it this way, I do what I have to do to make ends meet and a little extra. It's not all legal, but the bills have to get paid." He said staring at me intently, probably waiting to see what my reaction would be.

"I can respect that." I said simply, it's not every day that you meet a nigga that's just gonna be one hundred with you.

After I said that he looked at me weird, before smiling the biggest dimpled smile, and I swear that I had to squeeze my thighs together.

"I like you." He said still smiling

"Why? We just met." I said raising an eye brow at him.

"And I can already tell that you always gone keep it real with a nigga, any other female would have gotten scared as hell if I told 'er some shit like that, but you just sittin' there calm as fuck, I like that."

"Well I'm not every female." I said smiling back at him.

We were just sitting there smiling at each other like some dumb asses when some bitch walked in the room who I am assuming is the waiter.

When she walked in she looked me up and down and rolled her eyes before looking at Carter with a smile that just spelled gold digger. Carter didn't pay her any mind though; he just kept looking at me like I was the only person in the room, until the bitch cleared her STD ridden throat.

"Hello King, what can I do for you today?" she said, and in all honesty, it didn't sound like she was talking about his order, hoes are so thirsty these days. Like come on now, the bitch was batting her eye lashes, and licking her lips, can you be any more obvious? Carter just looked at her disgusted.

"Uhm, I want whatever my shawty is having." She turned to me with the fakest smile and death glare.

"So what can I get for you today ma'am?" Oh yes, I was about to ruin this hoes day.

"I'll have the starter Caesar salad, salmon and potatoes, and for you to get the hell out of me and my man's face, thank you." I said while smiling at her sweetly. She looked at me shocked before rolling her eyes and walking away. Carter's ass just sat there smiling from ear to ear.

"Your man, huh? I like the sound of that." he said with that devil-may-care smirk on his face.

"Boy, don't get excited, I just didn't like how the hoe was staring at me."

"It's all good ma, you sexy when you feisty anyways." I didn't know how to respond to that so I just smiled, while shaking my head and then looked down at my hands.

Carter reached across the table and lifted face with his thumb and index finger while looking at me with those sexy ass green eyes.

"Ma, don't put your head down, you too damn beautiful for that shit." I just looked at him like he was crazy not believing a word that he just said.

"What? You don't believe me?" I shook my head no; of course I don't believe him.

"Then let me show, cause obviously you need it broken down to you." He got up and walked around the table until he was standing behind my chair.

"You have the most beautiful dark chocolate skin I ever seen in my life, it make a nigga wish that he could just kiss and lick every inch of it all day." He said while rubbing my shoulders, that made me giggle, but he wasn't done yet.

"You have the face of an angel, and them eyes could put a nigga in a trance." he said while kissing my cheek, which had my breathing deepening. The next thing I knew his hands were roaming up my torso.

"You got somethin to grab onto..." He said while lightly grazing my breasts, which made my breathing hitch. His hands slid down my stomach, then down to my legs.

"And these hips and thighs would make any nigga take a second look, maybe even a picture." He said, and we both chuckled at that.

"Why are you gassin' me?"

"Because I could tell that you need a nigga to just be real wit' you and tell you what's really up. You beautiful mami, and if any nigga has told you otherwise, he ain't deserve to be in the presence of a real one like yourself." that made me smile. He began peppering kisses to the side of my face until he was at the corner of my mouth but before he could get any further the waitress walked in with our food, thank God, because I probably would have ended up raping him.

He made his way back to his seat, and when he sat down he just smirked at me while licking those plump pink lips of his. I couldn't even speak, I just sat there in shock.

We began to eat, and I have to say that it was amazing. I was eating a piece of salmon, and I started moaning lowly while chewing it with my eyes closed, yes it was that damn good. When I opened my eyes Carter was staring at my mouth intently.

"What?" I said, wondering why he was staring at me like that.

"That was the sexiest shit I ever seen in my life."

"Boy please, I'm sure you've seen a lot"

"I have, but you got a nigga over here wondering what else you can do them big ass sexy lips a yours." I almost choked on my drink.

"What did you just say?" I said shocked.

"You heard me."

"You're a rude one ,huh?"

"Nah babe, I just know what I want, and right now it's them lips."

"Keep dreaming, cause it's not gonna happen." That made him smile. He reached across the table and caressed the side of my face, why does this nigga keep touching me?

"Believe me, before you know it, both of them sets a lips will be mine." I stared at him with wide eyes "oh, and I don't like to share."

After that we finished our meal, and then the bill came. Out of reflex I reached for it because I'm used to paying for everything myself, but Carter was reaching for it at the same time. When our hands touched we looked at each other, and he smiled.