Jordyn chills with Mega in his luxe loft, battling desire, deep thoughts, and the dreamy danger of falling for a known Miami boss.
“You had enough to eat?”
“Yes, thank you. I’m stuffed.”
Jordyn leaned back in her chair and rubbed her belly, surprised by how good Mega's burgers actually were. She had never had a man cook for her before, unless she was at a restaurant.
“I'ma go check on Pauline and see if she's good," he said. "You sit here and relax. Finish your drink. Or whatever you wanna do."
When he got to Pauline’s room, she was already knocked out with the lingering scent of marijuana still crisp in the air.
Instead of waking her, he covered her up, grabbed her plate, flicked off the lights, and shut her door for the night. Mega was one of the toughest gangsters the city of Miami had ever seen, but his soft side was just as potent.
“She’s already out," he said when he returned to keep Jordyn company.
“Yeah. The sickness really takes a toll on her at times. Especially under stress.”
“I can imagine.”
Mega sat at the island breaking down the weed for his blunt while he listened to Jordyn talk. At times she felt like he wasn’t really paying attention to her, but then he would ask a question that let her know he was, and she would fall right back into a dreamy state of admiration.
“I’m about to light up...you wanna chill with me, or are you tired?”
“Umm,” she thought about it for a second. “I guess I can chill with you for a little bit.”
"Cool," he smiled. "Come with me.”
He led her upstairs to the smoking section of the loft. He had it set up like a mini hookah lounge because that was the type of vibe he liked. Real chill and relaxed, but could also be groovy and intimate with the right company around.
“This is crazy! This is your bedroom!?"
Jordyn fell head over heels in love with his bedroom the minute she saw it. Especially the bed and its platform. Her dream bedroom was one that had a California king and a lot of space so she could try on her dresses and admire herself in a tall mirror.
“It’s straight," Mega humbly replied. “You mind if I take these clothes off? I’m trying to chill, and this ballroom shit ain't exactly chilling."
“What you mean off?" Jordyn let out a nervous chuckle. "Like, you wanna get naked?"
“Nah!" Mega laughed. "Like, I just need to take these pants off.”
“Oh. Well, yeah, this is your house. You can do whatever you want.”
When Mega dropped his pants and the print in his briefs jumped to find its comfort zone, Jordyn felt her heart skip a beat. She had to fan herself to keep her body temperature in check before she sweated off her eyebrows and passed out from the sight of his bulge.
“You hot? I can turn the fan on for you.”
“No," she cleared her throat. "I’m fine. Go ahead and smoke your lil blunt while I check out this apartment you call a room.”
She didn’t have to tell him twice. Mega lit up his blunt, turned on his UV light and groove music, sat down on the couch, and kicked his feet up. While Jordyn roamed the room, checking out his lavish living and secretly looking for any traces of another woman. To her surprise, she didn’t find anything.
She checked out the pictures of his family. The mini mall he called a closet. The bathroom that looked like its own little palace, and her most favorite part of it all. His bed.
“This bed is crazy. For real.” She called over to him. "I would love to have something like this in my room. I'd probably never get out of it."
“Get in it," he said. "It’s comfortable.”
“It may be comfortable, but is it clean?”
“You got jokes.” He sucked his teeth. “Of course it's clean. Why would I bring you in here if it wasn't?"
After climbing into the mountain he called a bed, Jordyn fluffed up a couple of the oversized pillows leaning against his headboard and kicked back with her drink in hand. She felt like a queen lying in such a huge bed. Like nothing could touch her.
The thought made her wonder what it would be like to be the wife of a drug lord. Because she knew in her gut that’s what Mega had going on for himself. Of course, she never flat out asked him what else he did for a living, but deep down inside, she knew.
“You fell asleep?” he asked, walking over to the bed.
“Nah.” She looked at him through drunken eyes. “Just thinking.”
“About what?” He gently rubbed her foot while he waited for an answer.
“Everything.”
Her tone was smooth and dreamy, which let him know the reality of life had sunken into the deepest parts of her mind. Mega knew how that was. He sometimes fell into deep thoughts about life and drifted away from everything in front of him too.
“Ok. Well, I'ma take a shower. You wanna tell me when I come back?”
“Are you asking me to wait up for you?”
“Maybe," he said flirtatiously.
“Well, maybe I’ll be here, maybe I won’t.”
“I’ll come find you, wherever you are.”
He replied as he disappeared towards the bathroom. Once he was out of sight, Jordyn fell back onto the pillows and sighed her little heart out. Mega was so mysteriously charming to her that she felt like she would wait for him for as long as he wanted her to. It didn’t matter what he was doing or how long it took.
The situation with Polo was still in the back of her mind, but that was a thought for another day. Jordyn wanted to give Mega her undivided attention that night. If he hurried up and got his ass in and out of the shower.
“Damn,” she power walked into the bathroom after what felt like hours of listening to the water run. “You shower longer than a woman. Got it all steamy and smelling good in here and shit.”
She liked the fact that he acted like it was normal for them to be in the bathroom together. She also liked the fact that she was comfortable enough to walk in on him. Though she gave all the credit to the alcohol.
“I’m getting out now," he laughed.
“Okay,” she shrugged and continued to use the bathroom. "It's about time."
Stepping out of the shower, butt naked, Mega moved about like she wasn’t even there. After grabbing his towel, he stepped up to the sink and began brushing his teeth.
Once that task was done, he sprayed on some cologne, slapped on some lotion, and put on a clean pair of briefs. Grabbed a brand new pair of socks from the drawer in his closet and proceeded to go for the rest of his blunt.
Jordyn finished in the bathroom and made her way back to the bed so they could finish their conversation. She hoped he would forget all about it and just ask to cuddle, but of course he didn’t. He wasn’t playing when he said he wanted to know everything about her.
“You gonna tell me what you were thinking about?” He asked as he fired up his blunt.
“Just life," Jordyn shrugged. "Nothing too serious.”
“Life ain’t serious?”
“It is, but it doesn’t have to be all the time.”
“I agree with that.” Mega nodded. “I don’t meet too many women who think that way.”
Jordyn met a lot of women who didn't take life seriously at all. Working at a high end boutique, she came across women whose only concerns were where their next rich man and expensive gown would come from. Most of the women she ran into didn't seem to think at all.
“Is that a bad thing?” she asked. "Not wanting life to be so serious all the time?"
“Not entirely," Mega replied. "Sometimes you just gotta zone out and forget about shit. You wanna hit this blunt?”
“Nope. I don’t smoke. I told you that.”
“Oh yeah. I forgot."
Mega was such a gentleman the remainder of the night. Jordyn thought he might try to get in her panties before it was all said and done, but he didn’t. And even though she kind of wanted him to take her to ecstasy, it was refreshing to be around a man who treated her like a lady.
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