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"Asha."

I said nothing.

"Why you being difficult?" I rolled my eyes. I was being difficult, but that's because I didn't need him to nurse my wound. And yes my hand was still oozing blood but I barely felt a thing as I held it over the sink. I don't know why Cairo is acting like he cares. I ain't forget shit.

"Asha?! Are you okay? Why is there blood on the floor?" Briana knocked on the bathroom door. Cairo opened it. She looked at him and then at me. I waved my bloody hand at her and she rushed over to me.

"What did you do?"

"I was trying to clean up my mess, but the shit cut me." She looked around the counter that I was sitting on. She then opened the cabinet beneath me and rummaged through it until she pulled out a red and white box. I recognized it as the first aid kit. Ohhhhh fancy.

She turned on the faucet and quickly washed her hands. She then used her hand to guide the water over my wound. When she could properly see the cut, she took out some gauze and applied pressure to stop the bleeding. It took a minute but it stopped.

"Damn, I thought you needed stitches. I was worried for a second."

"Nope, I'm good. All I need is another beer," I said. Briana shook her head and gently rubbed some ointment over the cut before wrapping my hand in two different types of gauze.

"No more beer. I'll get you some water. Cairo, can you finish this for me?" He nodded.

Briana left out the door, leaving me with Cairo. I scooted further up the counter to get away from him, but he grabbed my thighs and pulled me back down. 'Don't manhandle me,' is what I wanted to say but I didn't.

"Why you being so difficult?" He asked again.

I still said nothing. He grabbed my wrist anyway and finished up where Briana left off. When he was done, I leaned back against the mirror and eyed the wall behind him with a frown. Briana came back with two waters and sat them both on the counter.

"Derek and Brandon are cleaning up, so don't worry about it. We also sent April up to the room, and now everyone's getting ready for bed. I'm sorry about tonight Asha; we'll talk in the morning," she said before leaving again. She closed the door behind her, and it went back to being silent between me and Cairo. I tried getting off the counter but he wouldn't let me. Instead, he stepped right in between my legs before I could close them.

"Asha, look at me." His voice was so smooth that I couldn't help but slowly lock eyes with him. When I realized what I was doing, I quickly looked away again.

"Asha, I'm trying," he exhaled. I frowned even more at his words.

"You don't get to do that—try and make me feel bad when you turned your back on me, not the other way around," I mumbled.

"I know," he said. I rolled my eyes.

"I made one mistake and that was it. I never heard from you. We never talked. You just threw me away like I was trash."

"I know."

"But, I will admit that I shouldn't have told you right then and there. Instead of ruining your party, I should've said nothing and waited until a better time to tell you. I'll also admit that it was naive of me to drop such news on you and expect you to not react in some way. And that's on me, but that still doesn't excuse anything."

"I know," he said again. I crossed my arms over my chest. I was getting worked up so I opened one of the waters and started chugging. Once I finished the whole thing, I continued where I left off.

"You didn't even let me explain myself. You just walked away from me, even embarrassed the hell out of me. You knew some of what I had been through and what I was still going through, and yet you still turned your back on me. Some fucking friend." I tore open the other water and drank half of it. Regardless of how much alcohol I consumed tonight, and considering that I wasn't as drunk as I could have been, I started to sober up real quick.

"And you wanna know what that told me about us?"

I looked at him for a split second, which was a bad move on my part because I could see the turmoil on his face, and it crushed me. Cairo wasn't one to give away how he was feeling so easily, so it took me by surprise. I even lost my train of thought for a second, but I kept going anyway. He doesn't get to make me feel all flustered and shit.

I cleared my throat. "It told me that you actually didn't give a fuck about me regardless of how many times you said you did. It erased all the good things you did for me or said to me. And all of those positives became irrelevant, because the only image I had left of us was that look you had on your face when I told you that I was pregnant."

"Asha."

"No. You hurt me for real." He placed his hands on the counter on either side of me.

"And what if I didn't decide to come to the club tonight, then what? I bet you still wouldn't have reached out to me. So fuck you." I tried to get off the counter yet again, but Cairo refused to move out of the way.

"I'm done talking to you," I said.

"Asha, all night I've been thinking of what to say to you, and I still have no clue how to make this better. All I do know is that I fucked up, and I have no excuses besides that I was a coward."

"But five years Cairo," I whispered.

"I know."

"If it was that easy for you to throw our friendship away in the first place, then I guess we were never friends to begin with," I reiterated.

Fuck, I could feel the tears coming.

"I did care. If anything, I cared a lot for you," he looked me in the eyes. "It could've been anyone but you and I wouldn't have cared. But it was you. And I know I should've never walked away from you, or made a scene and embarrassed you. I should've stayed and talked to you, but I didn't know how else to respond."

"But...did you think that I wanted to get pregnant, and on purpose? That was the furthest thing from my mind at the time. I fucked up Cairo. And it's not like I was expecting anything from you, I just wanted you to keep being my friend...or whatever we were. I wanted you to not judge me. I didn't need a congratulations, I needed a friend. And at that point, I had already made up my mind to keep my baby. But when I saw that look on your face—" I shook my head to get rid of the image.

"You're a hard person to read Cairo, but that day I just knew you hated me."

"I didn't hate you," he said.

"Well, your face told a different story. You looked at me like I was the most disgusting person," my voice cracked.

"Why did you look at me like that?" I could barely recognize my own voice as my emotions started spilling over, which is what I was trying to avoid. Now I couldn't stop the tears even if I wanted to.

"I was going through such a hard time and you turned your back on me."

"Fuck," he cursed, pulling me into his arms. He hugged me tight as I cried. I even hugged him back and buried my head in the crook of his neck.

"I'm sorry for hurting you." I knew he was sorry. In a way I could feel how heavy his heart was, and it most likely had been filled with nothing but guilt all these years. Cairo isn't a bad guy by any means. If anything, maybe if things were different we could've been together, but the damage is done. We both just didn't handle the situation well at all. And like I said, I wasn't expecting a Congratulations, or for him to pat me on the back and tell me I did good. I feel like a broken record, but I just wanted him to be my friend. And maybe Cairo felt hurt by the news. Maybe it pained him to know that I got pregnant by some random nigga that none of them knew about, but Cairo would never admit to that. And deep down I would like to think that he felt hurt or maybe even disappointed, and not that he outright hated me.

I sighed into his neck. I guess it doesn't matter now.

He caught me off guard when he gripped my thighs. The tingles. If it's not the butterflies it's the fucking tingles. I almost gasped at how abrupt that shit hit me. I instinctively scooted closer to him as he rubbed my thighs. It felt so nice that my tears drastically started slowing down. I didn't know if it was because I was finally getting some male attention, or if it was because I hadn't had sex in years, but my body came alive the more Cairo circled his hands up my thighs, to my back, and vice versa.

"I'm sorry," he said again. Without thinking, I pulled him closer. And at his sincere words, I could feel his body completely relax.

"I'm sorry," he repeated for the last time. I pulled away slightly and looked up at him. I took my time to really observe him for the first time tonight. Cairo has always had this mature look to him, but now that he's older, he's even more handsome. I observed his sharp features and his smooth skin. He kinda reminded me of Keith Powers in the face, but with a bigger build. I then looked him in the eyes. Ugh, his eyes said it ALL. They followed my every move, and I was captivated by his gaze.

He used his thumb to wipe at my lone tear.

Not giving it much thought, I leaned forward and placed a small kiss at the corner of his mouth. Before I could pull back, he pulled me in for a real one. It was slow, and mixed with all tongue. He then trailed kisses down my chin and to my neck where he sucked. I bit my lip and pulled his face back up to claim his lips for myself.

We were so close that I could feel his erection poking through his sweatpants. I wrapped my arms around his neck to deepen the kiss. I only came up for air to run my tongue along his bottom lip. Cairo then shook his head as I pushed him back from the counter to slide off of it. He eyed me through the mirror as I walked to the door. I guess he knew what I was insinuating because he grabbed my non-injured hand, and we left the bathroom.

I looked all around, and the place was deserted. Every single light was off. I followed closely behind Cairo up the stairs until we got to a room that was in the opposite direction from where the other two were. I think there was also a room down stairs, but I'm not sure who took that one.

He closed the door behind us. Before I had a chance to process everything, he was lifting me up by my thighs. I wrapped my arms around his neck and attacked his lips yet again. This kiss was rushed but still sensual. I moaned as his tongue dashed across my lips, begging to be let in. I opened up, giving his tongue complete access. Feeling extra horny, I decided to suck on it. In return, he slowly lifted me up and down against his erection and my pussy clenched in anticipation.

Not a word was said as Cairo walked us over to the bed. He playfully dropped me down on it, and I chuckled a bit as my body bounced a few times. I lifted up on my elbows and watched him as he removed his shirt. It was dark in the room so I couldn't see him well, but I could make out his movements.

"You sure?" He asked, and I nodded. Before I could say anything, he walked off. I could hear noises and the familiar sound of a condom wrapper. I smiled as he practically read my mind. I'm on the pill, and I've been on the pill for other non-sex related reasons, but you can never be too safe.

I yelped as he pulled me down to the edge of the bed and tugged both my shorts and the bottoms to my bathing suit off. I propped myself back up on my elbows and watched as he got down on his knees. Fuck, he was about eat me out, and I started trembling just thinking about it. Once he got situated, he dived right on in.

"Fuck," I moaned, falling back on the bed. He pulled me down towards him even more, and I couldn't help but squirm around as he sucked on my clit.

"Ahh...okay." He dug his hands into my thighs to keep them from closing. I did my best to stifle my moans since Cairo insisted on making me cum as soon as possible. I jerked when he released my clit and started licking his way to my opening. I reached down between my legs to spread my lips apart right as his tongue darted in me. I threw my head back in pure bliss. Cairo eventually added two fingers, and I was already so close to reaching my max.

I winced as he latched back onto my clit. It was now sensitive as hell, and it felt like it had swelled twice in size due to how aroused I was.

"Cairo," I warned as he was relentless with both his mouth and his fingers. I tried pulling away as my body grew warm and my pulse accelerated.

"Okay," I winced. "O-Okay." I jerked again and balled my fists to try and relieve some of the tension.

"Cairo. Ahh...OKAY," I practically yelled. He stood up, releasing my clit with a popping sound. He kept his fingers deep inside me as he slowly stroked upward. I couldn't take it. I clamped my legs closed around his hand so that he was forced to stop. My body instantly relaxed and I took a moment to catch my breath. He said nothing as I laid there panting.

I was so busy trying to calm myself down that I didn't notice when he had pried my legs back open. But, I felt the weight of his body as he placed one knee on my thigh; his other leg was planted firmly on the ground. He then used his free hand to hold my other leg open. He had me so close to the edge of the bed that it took nothing for him to execute the position with ease.

"Wait," I moaned. The hand that was inside of me started moving, but much faster as he pulled my orgasm back to the surface. I tensed, back arching and everything. Almost instantly, my body shook hella hard and my orgasm hit. I had to cover my mouth to keep from screaming. Cairo didn't even let it subside before he was removing his fingers and using my juices to massage my swollen clit. I cursed and reached down to stop the torment.

When he lifted completely up off of me, I closed my legs and slightly turned to the side since I was still shaking. I bit my lip at the feeling of my climax seeping out of me. I'm glad he couldn't see my face. I enjoyed that way too damn much, especially since I've been sexually abstinent for so long.

The sound of the condom wrapper being torn open had my eyes rolling to the back of my head.

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