CheckMate (Play At Your Own Risk) (9 page)

“What’s up with all this big money y’all passing out tonight?” Mona asked as she took it from Monty’s hand.

“Don’t trip, little sister, because it’s plenty more where that came from.”

“Well, let’s roll,” Candy said as she and Monty stood up together.

Everybody was dancing around and drinking all over the place. Candy walked out in front of him as they exited through the crowd of people. As Monty got almost to the door, a hand reached out and tugged on his shirt.

“What’s up, Boo?” Paris asked while dancing up on him.

“Oh, Paris, what’s up?” Monty responded, but was steady walking toward the door behind Candy. Paris was still dancing up on him from the back.

“I got something for you tonight? I do believe you’ll be very much satisfied. I can do many wonders for you with how I’m feeling right now.” Paris continued to follow Monty.

“Naw, that’s alright. I got other plans, but how about tomorrow?” He got closer to the door. “I tell you what, I’ll call you tomorrow. Okay?”

“Only if I’m able to get away,” Paris disappointedly replied.

Monty walked outside right behind Candy, watching her ass jiggle in the little orange dress. His dick got hard just from the thought of playing with it. Candy made it to her car, unlocked the doors, and got in. Monty leaned inward as she let her window down to talk to him.

“Are you sure you want me to come back to your crib?” Monty looked into her eyes.

“I’m positive. Are you coming right behind me? I don’t want you to stand me up. Ya know, as soon as I leave then you turn another corner.”

“I wouldn’t do you like that. I’m right behind you. You can wait right here until I get my whip and pull up, and then you can lead the way.”

“Okay. I believe you and I’ll be waiting at my crib.”

“I’ll see you in a minute.” Monty tapped on the top of Candy’s car, and then walked over to his own.

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Chapter Seven

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ust as Monty made it to his ride, he received a text message.

I got $800 if u
ditch the lil chick… Paris

“She is really trippin’ tonight,” Monty said out loud as he sat in his car and responded.

Later, Okay… Mo Money

Monty pulled off in his car as he was feeling real excited about chilling with Candy. He wanted to make that quick money, but knew she’d still give it to him later and if she didn’t, he’d get it from someone else. Monty then received another text message.

What’s she paying u anyway? She don’t even look like she got a job. She’s probably outta her league... Paris

“This chick is really clowning. She should’ve had to work tonight.” Monty remembered his moms saying Paris was supposed to be training a class at their job.
She must have gotten somebody to work for her,
he thought.
I might have to cut her ass loose because she is too clingy. I’m digging her little petite model figure, but I’d rather be with Candy who has all my attention tonight. I ain’t gonna even text her back.
Monty continued to drive to Candy’s house. He looked down at his phone as another text came through.

So, I guess you’re
igging me…? Paris

Yeah…
I gotta cut her ass loose. I don’t like no woman quizzing me but my moms, and I don’t like her questioning me, either. But, I know I have to answer to her or she’ll kill me if I don’t,
Monty thought.

Monty continued to ignore Paris’ text messages as he pulled up to Candy’s crib. He looked around the neighborhood and began to reminisce. They used to live right across the street from Candy. He thought about giving Catherine a big down payment on their new home soon while getting out of his car with a freshly rolled blunt placed behind his ear. He walked up to Candy’s front door and rang the doorbell. He figured she must’ve parked in the garage because he didn’t see her car, but heard
music playing on the inside of the home. So, he rang the doorbell again.

“What’s up, Monty, my man,” said Will as he opened up the front door. He immediately walked out on the porch as he stopped Monty in his tracks before entering the home.

“What’s up, Will?” Monty asked as they give each other a manly handshake and slight hug. Monty stood there a little shocked because he thought Candy had the house to herself.

“No wonder my daughter is so happy. I didn’t think that it was you putting a smile on her face one hundred miles long. I knew she was up to something, though. I know my daughter.” Will stood there puffing on a Newport and continued to talk. “You know, Monty, I’ve known you since you were a baby. Your father and I went way back. He was a good man, you know.”

“Yeah, I know,” said Monty. He smiled and wondered what the hell was going on.

“This is so funny, son.” Will
grinned a little. “I’ve always known that my lil’ girl had a crush on you. I could see it in her eyes when you would come over here. I just want to tell you that my daughter means the world to me and I know you’re a good kid. Do what you do, but try not to hurt her. I know shit happens, man. Believe me, I’m on my way to Linda’s house now. You remember my sister, right?” Will looked at Monty, who responded by nodding his head to indicate a yes. “I need to go make amends with Nan so that hopefully we can settle some things,” Will continued. “Don’t tell my daughter ‘bout this because I’m hoping that when we return from Atlanta we’ll be a happy family again.”

“Well, I hope that everything works out for you.”

“Yeah, me too, son, and take care of my daughter. I know she just turned eighteen, but don’t take advantage of her. She is a good girl, nothing like her father. We’ll be back on Sunday evening some time. Candy already knows. I’ll see you around more often now, I guess.” Will grinned and walked toward his car. “Ay, my man, no smoking in the house. Nan will kill y’all if she smelt that shit in there,” he said.

“Oh, no, sir.
I know better than that. Don’t worry, I’m not gonna even be here long.” Monty said as he felt caught off guard by the whole encounter.

“I’m not worried about that, son. My daughter knows what she can and can’t do. Y’all
be good now,” said Will. He got in his car and backed out.

Candy came to the door as if it was perfect timing, but she’d been standing there eavesdropping the whole time. “Come on in and make yourself at home.” Mario’s
Crying Out For Me
played in the background.

“I see you’re jamming in here.” Monty entered and sat down in the front room. He looked around and noticed a big family portrait of Nancy, Will, and Candy on the wall. The family looked so good together, and he could tell where Candy got her deep dimples from as he looked closer at Nancy.

The front room was nice with a black loveseat and a black recliner chair in it. There was a very tall, green potted plant sitting in the corner by a big grandfather clock. The bar took up most of the space, but that was what gave the room its appeal. The room felt peaceful, and Monty laid his head back on the loveseat.

“Did you want a small glass of Hennessy?” Candy asked, and then walked over to the bar. “My daddy has everything to drink, although his specialty is Crown Royal.” Candy began to smile.

“Yeah, that sounds good to me. Do you want to smoke with me? We can go out in the garage.”

“You can just fire it up right here. By the time my parents come back, the smell will be gone. And, yes, I would love to hit that
shit.”

“Are you sure about that? I don’t want Will or Nancy tripping out on me when they come home.”

“Don’t sweat it. It’s all good and they will never know,” said Candy as she picked up one of Will’s lighters off of the bar and lit it up as Monty gently held the blunt in his mouth. Candy walked back over to the bar, and then returned with Monty’s drink in one hand and her vodka and cranberry juice in the other hand. They sat there smoking and drinking as they both were feeling each other out. Then, Monty smoothly reached over and placed one hand on Candy’s thigh, and he began to rub it slowly.

“So, what do you want to do tonight?” Candy was high and woozy from smoking and drinking.

“It’s whatever you want to do. If you wanna chill, we can chill. If you wanna continue to drink and smoke, then we can do that. If you want to wait on Mona and Rico before you decide what you wanna do next, then that’s cool with me, too. It’s your birthday, so your wish is my command.” Monty grinned.

“What if I told you I want you to make love to me, but give me more of yourself than you give other women?” Candy looked directly in his eyes.

Monty was speechless. He wanted to make love to her so bad, but knew he couldn’t give her what she really wanted. He then looked up at her and couldn’t resist her sexy, bright eyes as they seduced him.

“I might be able to accommodate you on that,” Monty mumbled before he realized it.

“What? Did you say that you might just give me what I’ve been asking for all these years?” Candy was surprised to be hearing those words come out of his mouth.

“I don’t wanna spoil the mood, but I need to be up front with you,” he said while making himself more comfortable. “I don’t have a problem with fulfilling your request for my love and attention, but I can’t stop what I’m doing just like that. You see, I have plans I’m working on so I got to handle my business. I don’t need you being jealous of me messing around, even though it means nothing to me. The women I fuck are very aware of this. Truth is
, if you fall in love with me and I continue doing what I’m doing, you’re going to get hurt. I already told you I don’t want to hurt you. You may not want to sleep with me now, do you?” Monty dropped his head down.

“Monty, I already like you and I have for a long time now. I wake up, just as I fall asleep, with you on my mind. I understand your ways and how you handle your business in the streets. I can’t say that I like it, but I like you so that makes it a little easier
for me. You have never touched me like you did tonight, and being that close to you felt like a dream come true. Nothing can spoil this for me. I just want you and I know that you want me, so let’s not dwell on what you do out in the streets, but what you’re about to do right now with me.” Candy leaned in and kissed Monty passionately.

Monty felt the softness of Candy’s lips and he didn’t want to stop. He enjoyed that form of intimacy, even though he rarely did it. Candy continued like a professional and Monty loved every minute of it until the doorbell rang.

“Damn! That sister of mine will fuck up a wet dream,” Monty said as he stood up quickly to get himself together. Candy laughed, then got up, walked over to the door, and peeped through the peephole.

“It’s Mona.” She looked back at Monty and continued laughing while opening the door. Mona was standing there giggling and just handed Candy the bag with the food in it.

“Gurl, I’m ‘bout to go handle some business, and I’ll be back over later when I’m done,” she said.

“Are you straight, gurl?”

“Yeah, I’m just high as hell. I can’t come down off of this shit. Everything is muthafuckin’ funny to me,” said Mona as she continued to giggle. Monty got up and walked to the door. He saw Rico, who was sitting in his car. Monty then looked over at Mona.

“You sure you know what you’re doing? Where are you about to go?” Monty looked at Mona with a little concern.

“Big bruh, I ain’t no baby. Rico and I are going to the River Walk and chill out up under the stars. Aren’t they beautiful?” Mona pointed up to the sky. “I’m just not ready to come inside of the house yet. I’m feeling too good.”

“You look like it,” Monty replied, and then walked over to the car while checking out Rico’s shiny 22” rims. “What’s up, Rico man?
Where are you taking my lil’ sister to?” Monty got inside the car.

“Hell, I wanted to chill here, but she wants to ride out. She
wants to go to the River Walk, so that’s where I’m taking her. I’m just chilling because I really do like her,” Rico explained before he bit into his Waffle House burger. “Shit, I’m hungry as hell.”

“I see. Well, y’all be careful, whatever y’all do. I’m going to chill out here for awhile,” Monty said as he got another text message.

I got $850… Paris.

Looking down at his cell phone, Monty shook his head from side to side. “This muthafucka be trippin' here.”

“Who is that? You ain’t run up on a psychopath, have you?” Rico asked.

“I hope not, but I do think she’s getting a little too attached. I don’t know. I think she’s the type that would leave her husband thinking that she could be with me. You already know that I ain’t with that shit. I’m just going to have to cut her ass loose.” Monty gave Rico dap, got out of the car, and began to walk back up in the yard.

“Do what you gotta do, bruh. You know what’s best and you know how you handle yours, right?”

“I know, man. I know,” Monty said as he playfully hit Mona upside the head, and then walked back inside, passing Candy. He smiled at her.

“Alright, Mona, you betta go sit your crazy ass down somewhere and chill out. Tell Rico to park that car and y’all talk or whatever y’all gone do. I will be expecting you back here later. Okay. I love you,” Candy said as she gave Mona a hug.

“Happy birthday, Candy Gurl,” Mona blurted jokingly as she released the embrace. She used to always call her Candy Gurl because of the song New Edition sang back in the days.

“I love you, too.”

Candy went back into the house and looked around for Monty, who has just flushed the commode in the bathroom that was located down the hall. She walked
passed the living room area into the entertainment room, and then turned the stereo up a little to hear Silk’s
Alibi
. She headed down the hallway singing the lyrics,
Gimmie me some more, more, more…
and met Monty as he came out of the bathroom.

“Let’s go into my bedroom,” Candy said as she pulled Monty by the hand. He followed her, watching her ass jiggle.

This gurl is mad thick for her age, and got it in all the right places,
Monty thought to himself.

Damn, am I about to do this? I don’t even know if I’m really ready for Monty, yet,
Candy silently pondered while they approached her bedroom door. She opened it.

Monty thought it was very big and real cute, colored in lime green, yellow, and white. Her walls had a combination of yellow and lime green, but it wasn’t fully mixed to form one color. He thought,
different
. He could clearly see it showed a very different side to her. Monty smiled as he looked around at her layout. She had a king sized bed with a pretty yellow and white plush comforter set on it. There were lime green and yellow panels, and two nice sized sophisticated paintings on the wall. One was directly over her bed and the other was placed between the two bay windows. Over on her nightstand was another family portrait of them with a different pose from the one hanging in the front room.

“It’s very nice in here.” Monty moved over toward the bed as he continued to hold her hand until they both sat down. “You sure you got enough pillows?” Monty leaned back on his elbows to rest. “How many you got here?”