Danielle
Danielle really wasn’t in the mood for dancing.
What she wanted to do was run over there and pop Ron upside his head for disrespecting her in public.
“Hey, you look like you’re ready to kick someone’s ass.”
She glanced up at Calvin and couldn’t resist a grin. “Somethin’ like that. My no-good ex is over there grinding with that video reject.”
He followed the direction of her eyes and chuckled. “He looks a little on the young side.”
She simply shrugged.
“How about we piss him off?” he whispered close to her ear.
“You’d do that for me?”
He answered by pulling her close to his body. “He’s staring you down.”
“Good.” Danielle reached down and squeezed his behind, grinding into him. “Is he still looking?”
Calvin pulled back slightly and smiled. “Oh, yeah. He’s watching.”
Good. She couldn’t resist looking past his arm at Ron, whose eyes were practically popping out his head. Hehe! He was jealous and she was enjoying every moment of it, especially after all the mess he had put her through. Calvin pulled her even closer and nuzzled her neck. She’d be lying if she said that shit didn’t feel good, because it felt damn good leaning against his rock-hard body. As they swayed to the music, she snuck another peek at Ron. He was mad and it made her heart flip-flop. He had to care about her. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be staring at her like he wanted to choke the mess out of her. While giggling softly, Danielle turned her head at the exact moment Calvin moved his and their lips met. She didn’t even realize they were kissing until she felt his tongue invade her mouth. Ohmygoodness! He was an excellent kisser. No one had ever kissed her that way before. Ron didn’t tongue-kiss. He was a nibbler, but now she realized she had been missing so much. Calvin’s hand came up to cup the back of her head and he deepened the kiss passionately. For a split second she didn’t want the moment to end. Danielle opened her eyes long enough to make sure what was happening was real, and sure enough, Calvin Cambridge was attached to those thick, succulent lips. She was so wrapped up in the kiss that it took a moment to realize the music had stopped and everyone was clearing the stage for the electric slide.
One minute she was moaning, the next she gasped as she was suddenly pushed away, and Ron was standing all up in Calvin’s face.
“Nucca, what the fuck you doin’, disrespectin’ me like that?”
Before she or Calvin could react, Ron reeled back, and sucker punched Calvin in the face.
“What the hell are ya doin’?” she screamed as she tried to get Ron off of Calvin. Ron pushed her away and she slid across the floor. By the time Danielle managed to get up, Calvin had recovered and was throwing punches of his own. Everyone quickly cleared the dance floor. Security had been alerted and was on their way over. Ron noticed and took off running across the club and out the door.
Calvin reached out a hand and helped her up from the floor. “You ai’ight?”
Danielle simply shrugged. She was so embarrassed she couldn’t even look him in the eye. “I should be askin’ you that question. You okay?”
He pressed a hand gingerly to the side of his mouth. “About as good as can be expected. That janky-ass nigga caught me off guard.” Danielle followed him off the dance floor.
Kayla came rushing over. “Are you okay?”
Danielle nodded. “Yeah, I’m all right”
“Danny, girl, Ron ran out of here like he stole something.”
“He probably realized that Calvin’s a cop.” Danielle glanced over at her table and found Renee dying with laughter. The last thing she needed was to hear her mouth. “I’m outta here. Calvin, walk me to my car.”
Kayla gently squeezed her shoulder. “I’ll call you tomorrow.”
Danielle nodded and headed for the exit.