#teambreezy

Winnie’s P.o.V

My face instinctively scrunched into a what-the-fuck-did-you-say mug while I started at my best friend from across the kitchen. “Aht! Fix your face Winifried,” Mariah shook her finger at me probably already feeling the weight of my judgement.. Even though I probably heard her incorrectly.

“I asked if you would come to the Playhouse with me.”

Shit I didn’t mishear her, “ tonight” she swiftly added.

The invite left my mind whirling, Mariah dramatically clasped her hands in front of her chest and playfully poked her bottom lip out at me, “please Winnie, I need a plus one.” I could feel my hands start to clam up already, and I played with my food in front of me. I only know a few things about Playhouse: first thing is it's a BDSM kink club, not that the rest is needed but, second Mariah frequents quite often, and last is that Mariah swears she legally can’t tell me anything else.

But I noticed the bruises on her legs and I had to show her how to cover the real wild looking hickies with professional makeup. Again, nothing she swears it wasn’t anything more than what she was asking for. I guess I was hesitating with the decision if I could watch how people would get such bruises.

“Free dinner and a show or two?” I arched an eyebrow waiting for the other shoe to drop.

“Yes. My date stood me up and you're my best sub I have..” Mariah clammed her lips together and popped them open “on short notice of course.” There was a glimpse of a smile but it was gone before I could question it. Why didn't she reach into the contact list and pull out any of her very attractive gym buddies and substitute with them?

“Come on Winnie, It'll be fun. You’ll enjoy a show or two, eat a five star dinner and we’ll go home horny enough to turn on each other.” Mariah's lips formed a small smile on her face as if she liked the idea. she tilted her head to the side. “Doesn’t that sound like a good time?” Heat crept behind my ear as the idea of crossing that line with Mariah has crossed my mind but was I really ready to have that experience? She’s joking, I told myself as pieces of the night I had crawled into her bed a little too drunk and she only cuddled me. That morning after was a tad bit embarrassing, especially since I know I did not go into her bedroom that night to cuddle.

Mariah is your best friend. “Fine, I’ll go.” It’s just that simple, she smiled in trumph and gave me a full glance over as I drank from my ‘morally black’ booktok coffee mug and stood from her placement with a smug look on her face. I had just agreed to go to a sex club with my best friend and now… what? My eyes were now sneaking peaks at the sharp outline of her cheekbones and the fullness of her lips. I wondered what was her secret to looking as if she could beat up someone’s boyfriend, and still looking like she's soft as pillows and silk to touch.

“I’m going to the gym, I’ll be back in more than enough tome so be ready by 10pm!” Mariah calls out while leaving me standing in the kitchen with hazelnut coffee that I now was stuck imagining is how my roommate’s pussy taste.

No Mariah. Dinner and a show or two.

~This isn't an original Chris Brown story, It's an original love tale~

~It's been six months since Dana Ross has went out to an actual club experience since the abrupt halt of her three year relationship. It came to an end with the first woman she's ever loved. At twenty-two years old she is an accomplished college graduate with a good job and lives with her roommate Cari in Atlanta. On this particular night out she runs into her ex, and makes the mistake of doing something without thinking of the repercussions just to make her ex jealous.~

April•

Dana

My normal, dressy casual clothes I had on when I went out weren't different. My hair, was my hair, usually it did what it wanted. 

The perfume I wore was always the same, I hadn't changed anything about my make up or jewelry for a night out on the town with only close friends. 

But for some reason on this very night all that changed, and I was nowhere ready for the days to come and unfold before my eyes.

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My lips absentmindedly played with the black small straw in my glass of cranberry and vodka on ice. 

I was on my second, listening to the live band that played tonight in a cozy night club my three best friends and I usually met up at of downtown Atlanta. 

They were chatting it up, something about that idiot Trump did in the middle of the week. It was Friday and we hadn't met up in a while, I was tired but decided to come out anyways. 

"Dae, how's the job going?" One of my close friends Cari that sat next to me asked. 

I met Cari through my last year of college, we were doing an internship together before we got into the same building for our jobs. 

I was born in the U.K. but moved around twelve to the states, immediately wanting to do something proactive with my life in the states. 

Being a call management lead of a healthcare company wasn't something that I thought I would be doing out of college. But it paid the bills and I was glad to have make a friend that lasted past college to an actual job. 

It was almost like fate that we would end up being friends for the past two years. She was my closest homie and I loved her dearly. Cari worked in another department but we are both under the same company.

I shrugged dragging my eyes from her heart shaped face, taking a sip of my drink, "Its not distracting as much as I thought it would."

"It's been only six months babe." Her light grey eyes blinked at me with a forced smile. Oh yeah, of course I would leave out the part where my girlfriend of three years had basically dumped me right?

"I'm chill." I shrugged, taking a deep breath. 

Her name was Erin and she at first meant nothing to me, just a friend. Then she kissed me one night and everything changed for me. 

I knew in the middle of high school I was into girls, but was shy about it. I had been hesitant about it, but during the middle of college I met Erin and she was not scared to put her sexuality out there. 

It's like she empowered me to not be scared to let people know the real me. Sometimes I would feel like how she helped me be who I felt I was, was the reason I had fell in love with her. 

She supported me and beyond everything she was like my backbone. Not to mention no guy ever made me feel how she did when she was around me. 

Then three years later things changed, she became acting so strange around me and eventually told me there was someone else. 

It broke me to be honest and six months later my heart still ached, just not as bad as it had when everything started crashing down. 

I didn't leave the apartment I shared with Cari, nothing. This outing honestly was my third time going out if it wasn't for going grocery shopping, getting other supplies for the apartment or work. Since then I've just been taking it a day at a time. 

Trying to save up for a vacation away from Atlanta or move out of the city entirely that I spent so much time with my now ex. Everything about Atlanta just repulsed me and made me think of her. 

I haven't heard from Erin since she left me six months ago, of course pathetically I had tried calling her. 

But after about two weeks I gave up on trying to contact her. She shut me out and it was too painful to keep trying to reach her when she didn't want to be. 

"Y'all want another round?" Cooper yelled over at us. Cari and I both nodded at him, only because we took an Uber instead of driving since we knew we would be drinking. 

Cooper was Cari's younger brother and just who so happened to work with Cari and I at our job, he was in Cari's department. 

He had all the women at the job all over him. Only because our job was really more female dominated, so he always had a woman chasing him. Or so that's what Cari would tell me. He was cool, so we hung out with his womanizing ass. 

Then there was Bryson, he was a soft spoken guy that Cari was dating for the time being. I don't know how but once we were out we ran into him and Cooper had introduced us to him, and him and Cari clicked automatically once he got her digits that night a year ago. 

So that's the only people that I only really associated myself with, it sometimes made me miss the days when Erin would be right by my side. 

But I was surely but slowly still moving on from her. I played with the straw of my now empty glass with only ice looking back over at the band. 

Cooper's loud self came back to the table obviously talking to someone, he sat Cari and I's drinks in front of us on our coasters. 

It was some guy but I didn't look at him fully too focused on my drink. 

My lips instantly locked on the straw sipping down the refreshing drink that I needed. 

Already feeling buzzed I knew once this drink was downed I would be cloudy and my worries of my life would just disappear from my mind finally. 

"Oh shit, Dana do not look to your left." Cari instantly spoke to me, knowing with her saying that I would look up. 

My heart began to race faster than it already was from the liquor in my system in seeing Erin here, on this night in this particular club with another female at that. 

Six months and my wound was fully open again, scab gone. 

Standing to my feet as she made eye contact with me, I heard Cari say something but I ignored her turning away to walk to the bar. 

I stumbled briefly not caring who saw as I just felt my heart burn rapidly. 

Glad I had on flats and not heels tonite I eventually made it to the bar through the crowds of people and sat on a stool with my drink. 

My head was so fuzzy from being halfway through my third glass I could only sit there and stare into space. 

Out of all places she just had to be here, and just look at me all stupid I downed the rest of my glass, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand slowly. 

Suddenly I felt someone sit next to me, looking out the corner of my eye to the right there was someone sitting there. 

It was a guy in an all black blazer, black shirt underneath and black dress pants. A gold chain linger around his neck, as a matching stud the size of a grape was in his ear. One small gold hoop piercing accompanied the left nostril of his nose. 

I couldn't see what was on his feet but the shoes looked expensive. 

He slowly sipped from his glass that had dark brown liquid in it on the rocks. Slowly he turned his head in my direction lowering his glass from his mouth, giving me full view of his face. 

He was handsome, brown eyes with a soft sparkle to them with a light skinned tone. Freckles splattered his face gently on his high cheek bones. 

My eyes traveled down to his lips that were light pink and looked scrumptious enough to kiss for a girl that was into guys only. 

I may have only ever found girls attractive but I would be lying if I said this dude wasn't fine.

"You alright?" He asked in a deep southern voice, it was different from the usual accent I heard here in Atlanta. 

A small smirk tugged at his lips, knocking me out of the fact that I was staring at him, mainly his lips. 

Darting my eyes away I looked straight ahead shrugging my shoulders. 

I shook my head, "Define alright."

"What?" He asked leaning closer, that I smelled him, his cologne it made me feel something I never felt before. 

He looked familiar though, like I had seen him before.

"Nothing." I mumbled shaking my head I looked back over to see him closer to my face. 

His eyes were so brown and I could count each freckle he had if I wanted, it was like he was looking in my soul or some shit. 

In my peripheral vision to my right I could see Erin staring at me standing close by talking to some people or they were just talking to her. 

Without thinking I thought of only revenge on my mind, and looked back over to the handsome guy still giving me a confused look his face close to mine. 

Closing the small distance between our faces I pressed my lips to his knowing Erin was looking at me still. 

The kiss was weird at first as I closed my eyes, hoping he wouldn't push me off. 

A deep chuckle of satisfaction from his throat sounded making my heart thrum. 

My fears went away when I felt him move his lips against mine, turning his head he deepened the kiss leaving me breathless. 

My face felt hot as I tasted his lips of straight brandy and a mint taste. 

His lips were so soft as I felt he turned his body my way briefly sucking on my bottom lip I could feel his strong hands on my hips pulling me in more, until I pulled away needing to breathe. 

I opened my eyes to see him staring at me with a big grin on his face, a dimple in his right cheek. 

I looked behind me to see Erin was gone as I breathed.

"Damn, Cooper will be glad to know you're more than alright." The guy I kissed muttered downing the rest of his glass with his body still towards me. 

Checking him out more now I saw he had tattoos on his neck and hands, probably going up further where the sleeves of his jacket covered.

"Wait, you know Cooper?" I asked my head spinning and blinking my eyes I rubbed my left one. 

Glad I had on twenty four hour makeup I looked back down to the bar.

"Damn that accent though." He commented getting a raised eyebrow from me. 

I had gotten so used to people being used to my accent, he reawakened that feeling. 

"Um, anyways, yeah, he told me to come check on you," He smiled as I looked back up to him, "My name is Calen, his older brother." Older brother? 

There's the familiarity, but his eyes are different.

"Oh." I blinked standing up as he checked out my body raising an eyebrow looking back up to my face with a lust filled stare in his brown eyes.

"Come with me." I ordered grabbing his hand pulling him out of his seat he didn't hesitate to follow. 

As gay as I was that was my first un-gay experience and it was fucking with me, as my buzz was completely gone now. 

Calen held my hand as we walked back to the table where Cooper, Cari and Bryson sat. 

They were standing though as Calen and I approached the table. 

I quickly slipped my hand out of Calens. I don't think he noticed though nodding at Cooper.

"Hey you okay?" Cari asked walking up to me, she eyed Calen for a brief second. 

Why all of a sudden I felt like they had set that up for Calen to go check on me at the bar. 

I nodded at her as Cooper and Calen started talking.

"Why didn't you tell me you had an older brother?" I asked her in a lower tone only she could hear. Cari chuckled with a smile at me.

"It never came up, too busy keeping an eye on Cooper's ass all this time." She told me with a smile, "He just popped up I guess he told Cooper that he would be coming because I didn't know shit."

"I thought we knew everything about each other hoe." I muttered at her and she giggled.

"He stays in Virginia, half brother on our dad side. Calen really stays to himself, I haven't seen him in almost a year girl." She shook her head looking over at her brothers. 

Following suit I looked over seeing Cooper nod talking to his brother as Calen stared at me, winking once with a dark smile before looking back at Cooper. 

Feeling myself blush out of embarrassment I looked away back to Cari, and she had that look on her face. 

She saw it all and had an I want an explanation right now look.

"What?" I asked trying to act dumb, but Cari saw through it.

"Don't 'What' me bitch, what was that between you and my brother?" She spoke hysterically with a big ass grin. 

To be honest I don't know what was going on between us, all I did was use him in front of Erin. 

Shrugging my shoulders, I just played it off making Cari look confused.

"Bae, I'm ready to head out its close to two." Bryson walked closer behind Cari his mouth to her ear. 

Letting her look on me go for now she gave in to Bryson turning towards him. Cooper walked over to us with Calen in tow scratching his chin nonchalantly.

"Well since y'all two already met, I don't think introductions are in order." Cooper spoke to me grabbing everyone's attention. 

I nodded at him looking over at Calen who had a sparkle in his eyes looking back, "Yeah, we're good thanks."

"Pleasures all mine Dana." He smiled at me, I looked away realizing that I never told him my name. 

I figured Cooper must have told him as we began to leave the club. The air outside was cool, but not too cold. It felt good after being inside the hot building.

"Hey, I'm going over Bryson's tonight you want a ride to get dropped home or you going to take an uber?" Cari asked as we walked across the street.

"Um, I'll just-"

"I'll take her home." Calen spoke up with his hands in his front pocket standing there. Cooper dapped him up getting in Bryson's car since they were roommates.

"Basketball tomorrow nigga." Cooper yelled from the window at Calen.

"Yeah." He yelled back, and then looked over at me an obvious sexual glare in his eyes. 

He licked over his bottom lip smiling at me. 

I turned back to Cari as she leaned up against the open passenger door.

"I don't even know him Cari." I whispered to her.

"He's harmless Dae." She looked at me with scrunched up eyebrows, but she didn't know what happened at the bar. 

Taking a deep breath I decided to just get a ride and trust in Cari's words. I mean I did make out with the guy before even knowing him.

"Alright good nite." I mumbled, she nodded hugging me.

"We'll talk in the morning babe." She yelled getting in Bryson's car and then he sped off. 

I turned around seeing that Calen was walking down the street in the opposite direction.

"Wait!" I yelled calling after him, walking faster. He stopped at an all red Porsche turning around while he chirped the car and began to open the passenger door for me. 

It was like he assented the car or the other way around. I was hesitant at first but knew I honestly needed to save as much money as possible.

"You coming or naw?" He asked with an mischievous smirk on his face at me, "Always can still call a damn uber."

Whatever.

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