All Mye Queen's Men, Chronicles of Love - Volume II (50 page)

"Mye
Queen would you like to dance?"

"Sure,
I'd love to."  Queen spots Jade and Dorian relaxing at the bar in each others arms.  She motions for them to come and hold the table. 

Christian
takes Queen by the hand and leads her to the dance floor.  Queen was the envy of every woman in the bar as he gently pulls her into his masculine arms.  As their bodies sway to the rhythm of the music, Christian pulls her closer.  Queen rests her head on his broad muscular chest and enjoys the warm embrace of another as their bodies melt together.

"I
knew this shit was going to happen.  I knew it!"  Dorian grumbled as he watched Christian and Queen dance as if they were the only two people left in the world.

"Dorian,
calm down, they're just dancing."

"First
you said that they were just talking.  Now, you say- they're just dancing.  What's next- oh they're just fucking?"

"Oh,
stop over reacting.  It's perfectly harmless."

"Say
whatever you want, but those two are feeling each other."

Jade
watches as Christian's hands slip from the small of Queen's back to her round behind.  "You can say that again."

"Son
of a bitch!  Is he holding her ass?  I knew this shit was a bad idea.  I should have never let you set this bullshit up.  Teddy's going to be pissed if these to hookup because of me."

"How
was I supposed to know that they would hit it off like this?"

"You
know what?  I'm not going to even think about it.  That's Teddy's damn problem, not mine."

"Maybe
he'll learn about taking care of home.  Personally I hope she gets a dick on the side." Jade responded.

"Frankly,
I hope she does too, but that's not the dick for her.  Teddy will absolutely fuckin freak if these two get started.  You know how he is about Queen." Dorian retorted.

"Well,
I suggest he revises his damn play book.  If not Dr. Love may just score." Jade laughed.

~*~*~

Christian
and Queen immensely enjoyed their night together.  They talked, laughed and danced the night away as Jade and Dorian looked on.  By the end of the night they weren't really ready to let each other go.  This was the closest Queen had been to a first date since she went out with Paul, back in college.  She really didn't know what to expect as their night together winded down. 

"Queen,
let's get ready to go. I'm going to get my Groom to Be home while he can still pleasure me." Jade announced.

"Hey,
I've never been that damn drunk."

"I'll
give you a ride home Queen." Christian offered.

"Are
you sure it's not out of your way?"

"Absolutely
not!  Not even if you live in New York." He joked.

"Okay.
  Thanks.  Jade I'll call you tomorrow." Queen says as she hugs Jade goodbye.

"No,
you'll call me tonight to let me know that you got in the house safe."

"Okay
mother." Queen sarcastically agreed.

"Christian's
been looking at you like you're a chocolate, glazed doughnut all night long.  I just want to make sure you get home without being eaten.  That's what friends do."

"Can
you really blame me? She does look finger licking, lip smacking good.  And I am a little hungry."  Christian grins at Queen.

"Stop.
  You're not helping." Queen giggled.

"Okay,
that's fuckin it!  Queen, let's go.  You're riding with us." Dorian declared as he fished his keys out of his pocket.

"I
told you." Queen laughed.

"Damn,
I'm just kidding.  I'll take her straight home, Scouts honor."

"Nigga,
you were never a Scout!" Dorian retorted. 

Christian
laughed.  "Exactly!  No, I'm just playing around.  Queen, I am a gentleman.  I'll get you home safely.  And I promise I won't try anything unless you want me to."

"Christian,
I know.  Let's go before our parents change their minds."

~*~*~

As
they arrived at Christian's new Lexus it was obvious to Queen that Dr. Love was a relatively successful Gynecologist.  Why wouldn't he be?  Although he was extremely intelligent, and very competent with an excellent bedside manner most women came to him to just see his handsome face.  Still, he was grounded with a humble spirit and a genuine love and respect for women and Queen instantly loved that about him. 

"So,
where to Mye Queen?" He asked as he opened the car door and helped Queen in.

"Umm
let’s see... Get on the Beltway going north and take the White Marsh exit.  I'm just a mile up the road from there."

"Sounds
easy enough."  Christian said as he maneuvers through the deserted streets of Baltimore onto the highway. 

Queen
took her stiletto heels off, closed her eyes and relaxed back into the soft leather seats of Christian's luxurious Lexus Sports Coupe. Christian pops in a slow jam CD and a love ballad croons instantly breaking the tension in the air.

"Did
you have a good time tonight?" He asked.

"To
my surprise, yes I did.  I don't get out much, but I'm glad I let Jade talk me into going out tonight.  What about you?" 

"I
had a great time.  I've been in Baltimore for a little over a month and this is the first time I went out and really enjoyed myself."

"I
haven't been out dancing in almost a year.  Hell, I practically live at the hospital.  It felt good to just let go and have fun."

"Yeah,
I know.  We should do it again."

Queen
looks at Christian.  "Dr. Love, are you asking me out?"

"Yeah,
I guess I am.  What do you think?"

"I
don't know.  Let me think about it."

"What's
there to think about? Are you seeing anyone?"

"Umm...
It's kind of, complicated."

"Complicated
enough that you can't go out with me?" Christian asked a little puzzled.

"No,
it's not quite that complicated."

"You
want to talk about it?"

"No,
not really.  Well, at least not now."

"No
problem.  We'll talk when you're ready."

"What
about you?  Are you involved with anyone? Is there someone special back in Atlanta?" Queen asked not sure if she really wanted to know the answer.

"No,
not at all."

"Married?
  Any children?" she continued to probe for flaws.

"Hell,
no!  I'm sorry.  I shouldn't have said it like that.  No, on both counts.  Do you have children?"

"No,
none, nada.  Some things should be strictly reserved for marriage."

"I
agree with you there.  But you do want kids, right?"

"Sure,
I loved to get married and have three."

Christian
nods in agreement as he continues to navigate the car effortlessly to Queen's suburban luxury home.  As he entered into the gated community he could tell that Dr. Queen was doing quite well for herself.  The development of beautiful custom homes with meticulous landscaping and in ground pools screamed "I have money."

Christian
walked Queen up to the front door hoping to be invited in.  If nothing else he would gladly settle for a good night kiss.  Still in the back of his mind he didn't see nothing wrong with a little bump and grind.  Sure they had just met, but he instinctively knew that Mye Queen would play a starring role in his near future.

"So
would you like to come in for coffee?" 

"I
don't know.  Is it going to be complicated?" Christian grinned.

"No,
actually it's going to be Maxwell House."  Queen laughed.

"Sure
I'd love to come in for coffee."

As
Queen fiddles with the locks, Christian takes the keys and effortlessly unlocks the door.  He could sense her nervousness and he found it comforting to know that something about him put her off her game.  It was quite apparent that she was attracted to him.  Still something or someone was holding her back.  Christian found it intriguing that he was actually going to get the opportunity to pursue a woman.  Most women just threw themselves on him with no hesitation or reservation.  Queen was different and he found it exhilarating.

"So,
exactly how complicated is your situation?"

"Pretty,
in fact it’s becoming more complicated by the second."  Queen admitted.

Christian
smiles as he follows her into the lavishly decorated luxury estate.  It is quite apparent that her home was not purchased or furnished on a third year Resident’s meager salary. 

“
So, do you live here alone?" He asked not sure if he really wanted to hear the answer.

"Yeah,
it's just me, for now."

"You
have a very fabulous home," Christian acknowledged as he admired the meticulously decorated and maintained home.

"Thank
you.  Look, I know what you're thinking.  But before you say anything..."

"It's
cool.  I get it, it's complicated." He smiled.  "Don't worry about it. You don't owe me an explanation Mye Queen."

“
Thanks, because if I had to explain it all right now I'd probably never hear from you again.”

“
I seriously doubt that, but I respect it.”

“
Great.  Let's go make some coffee.”

Queen
removes here shoes and leads Christian into her gigantic fully equipped kitchen.  Christian takes a seat at the imported marble island counter top as Queen makes a small pot of coffee. Captivated by her beauty he settles into an easy comfortableness with her. She is incredible. And short of hiding a dead husband in a back bedroom, he knew that nothing that she said or did could stop him from pursuing her.    

He
was infatuated by everything about her and intrigued to discover more. Her beauty was as stunning as her grace, which was hypnotic. Christian had dated many women, but never had he met a woman like Queen, who enchanted his spirit and made him want to be a better man, her man.

They
laughed and talked in the kitchen until early dawn, frankly afraid to venture into a room with sofas. And you know why.  In a way, Queen was a little surprised and relieved that Christian didn’t try to make a move on her. But she soon realized that men as handsome as Christian rarely had to make the first move. She could tell that he enjoyed being the hunter and not the prey. Besides she had no intentions of getting anything started with him or anybody else, not tonight, and especially not in Teddy's house.

Queen
sensed that Christian did not want to leave, so she easily convinced him to spend the night, in the guest bedroom.  Although he was a tad bit disappointed that she didn't invite him to her bed, Christian was happy to stay. He had experienced women playing hard to get and he knew that Queen wasn’t playing. It was going to take a lot more than his good looks and Atlanta swagger to get Queen in his bed. And he was more than willing to put in the work. In fact he looked forward to the challenge.

Queen
wakes up the next morning to the aroma of breakfast and the sound of Motown moldy, oldies. “What the hell?”

Startled,
she jumps out of bed, quickly throws on a tank top and some shorts and hurries down to the kitchen.  She enters the kitchen to find Christian cooking brunch.  Dressed only in a wife beater tee shirt and jeans, Christian takes a pan of homemade biscuits out of the oven.  Queen stands in the entrance of the kitchen spellbound. “Damn this man is fucking flawless,” she thought to herself as she got a good look at his muscular chest, broad shoulders, washboard stomach and tight ass.

“
Good morning Mye Queen.  I thought we could have brunch.  I had to run to the store and get a few things.  I borrowed your house keys, so I could get back in.  You don't mind, do you?” 

Amazed,
Queen holds her hand over her mouth. She is virtually speechless. “This mother fucka is dangerous. Queen you are in for trouble.” she mumbled beneath her breath.

“
This big kitchen inspired me.  I hope you like to eat.  I think I may have gone a little overboard.”

Queen
remains silent as she looks at all the food he had prepared.  She couldn’t wrap her mind around the fact that this drop dead gorgeous man cooked for her. Not to mention that he was standing in her kitchen half naked, looking like a tall, steaming hot cup of hot chocolate topped with marshmallows and whipped cream.

“
Queen, please say something.  I hope I didn't cross the line. Oh shit... I did... Didn't I? I am so sorry. I just thought that...”

“
This is incredible.  Did you cook all of this?” Queen interrupted as she takes a seat at the counter.

Relieved that she wasn't pissed, Christian pours her a fresh cup of coffee. “Yes, so please tell me that you are hungry.”

“
Actually, I'm starving.”

“
Good because I cooked a whole lot of food. I didn't know what you liked, so I cooked some of everything. Hey, where are the plates?” 

“
I'll
get them.” Queen retrieves a stack of plates out of the cabinet and pours two glasses of orange juice.

“
I hope you don't mind, but I cooked turkey bacon and sausage.  I don't eat pork.” Christian apologized as he begin to set the food on the kitchen table.”

“
I'm glad I'm chocolate.” Queen giggled as she took a bite of a piece of bacon.

Christian
grins. “I'll keep that in mind.”

As
Queen gets the silverware and sets the table, Christian takes the opportunity to enjoy the view from the rear. And what a fantastic view it was.  Queen’s round romp looked edible in those oh so short shorts and Christian was officially as hungry as hell. However, he resisted the urge to come on too hard, too soon.

“
You don't mind that I'm still here do you?  I realize things are kind of complicated. I don’t want to create a problem for you.”

“
I am so glad you are still here.  Fine and can cook I might have to uncomplicate things just to marry you.”  Queen joked. 

Christian
laughs. “Yeah about that… Not that I was nosing around or anything... But I can see that you are a huge Los Angeles Archangels fan.

“
Oh yeah, I guess the giant pictures in the corridor tipped you off.”

“
Yeah, it was a clue...  Number eighty seven, that's Teddy Davine, right?”

“
As a matter of fact it is.” Queen remains cool and continues to set the table, knowing exactly where the conversation was heading.

“
You know… He's actually a very good friend of mine.  I can get him to autograph those if you'd like. I could probably even arrange for you to meet him.”

“
No, that want be necessary.  Look, I'm not a crazy, lovesick, groupie, stalker or something insane like that.”

“
I know.  You're his girlfriend.”

Queen
stops in her tracks. “I told you my situation was a little complicated. You're not going to hold it against me are you?”

“
No, why would I?  It just threw me a little.” He confessed.

“
You must be his friend Chris from Atlanta.”

“
And you must be his queen in Baltimore.”

Queen
joins Christian at the island. “So, how didn't we figure this out last night?  And why didn't Jade and Dorian tell you who I was?”

“
I don't know I guess we saw what we wanted to see.  And I think they thought we knew. In their defense they did try to stop us from hooking up last night.” Christian responded.

“
They didn't try hard enough. I should have known that this was too damn good to be true.” Queen thought to herself.

“
I know this may sound stupid but, whenever he'd say Mye Queen I thought he was referring to his girl as his queen.  It never clicked that he was actually calling you by name and he never specified it either.”

“
How did I not connect the dots that you were his frat brother from Atlanta that was a doctor?  I can't believe this.”

“
Well, you're right about one thing.  This shit just got complicated as hell.”

“
You have no idea.” Queen conceded.

“
Good thing we didn’t…”

“
Look, let's not even think about that. Let’s just eat.  We're letting all of this food get cold.”

“
You're right.  This is nothing that we have to deal with right now anyway.”

“
Thanks, for cooking for me.  It looks delicious.” 

Christian
stares at Queen's lips and mumbles. “You're right about that.”  He quickly recovers and begins to serve her. “It was my pleasure.  Bon Appetite Mye Queen.”

Queen
didn’t show it but she was extremely disappointed. Disappointed to the damn, damn, damn power.  She thought that she had finally found someone who could take her mind off Teddy and Logic and all her unnecessary drama. Queen was so glad that she had the good sense to take her hot ass to bed alone last night. God knows she was a shaved cunt hair from inviting that chocolate covered, delicious man to her bed.