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Tales From Sha-Hair-Azad:
These Walls Can Talk
By Najya Yasirah
Chapter 21: Lullaby
Antoine was lying in bed. He was wearing a pair of gray boxers. “Your shirt is cute,” he said in reference to Reyjah’s cut off Superman shirt. “Why thank you, cut it all by myself.” He laughed. “Would you tuck me in?” he asked like a little child. Reyjah laughed. He was such a gorgeous man. Lucky clients. His olive skin was tight over his stomach muscles and very smooth. She gently tucked him in and sat on the edge of the bed beside him. “What do you want me to sing?” “Nothing with a high note,” he grinned. His eyes were still rather red. “Why are you upset, Ant?” she asked. “It’s nothing.” “I’ll let it slide this time, but don’t ever feel that we can’t talk about what’s bothering you. I’m your hairdresser, Ant. Once I’m in your head, you’re my responsibility.” She slid her finger down his nose. “Rey?” “Yeah?” “What benefit do you get from doing hair, that you don’t get from singing?” “When I sing, I’m being totally selfish, Ant. It’s all about me. ‘All eyes on me,’ like Tupac said.” He chuckled. “When I’m doing hair, I’m listening, I’m feeling, my heart’s either bleeding for this person or boasting for that one. Letting people know that someone’s in their corner like Mickey was for Rocky; yeah, that’s my benefit. Get up! You son of a bitch! Cuz Mickey loves ya!” she said in her best Burgess Meredith impression. Antoine laughed. He had never laughed so much until he met her. “What to sing? Hmmm…” “Do you remember Tara Kemp?” “The one-hit blunder?” “Yes..if that’s what you remember. I just thought she was damn sexy.” “You man, you…didn’t she sing “Hold You Tight?” “Yeah, that’s it!” “Hold on..okay…
Just want to hold you tight/ All day, all night/ Just want to hold you tight/ I look at you, you look at me /and then we smile/Knowing what we’re here for/The kiss that you give makes me want you more and more/
We’re having the time of our lives/ And then you say that I will always be the one/Someone right for your dreams at night/I wish we could be right here, right now, always/Touching and loving you so right..”
“That’s it,” said Antoine yawning. Reyjah’s softer, higher tone lulled him into a trance. He slowly closed his eyes. Reyjah stroked his hair. “Just want to hold you tight/All day, all night/Just want to hold you tight/ Seeing you here by my side, words come out that I can’t hide/You’re an image of my dreams/I need you and you need me too, as long as we keep holding on/I’ll be there for you…” Antoine had fallen asleep. Reyjah chuckled. “That’s what people usually do after sex, right Ant?” she asked. She kissed him on the cheek and let herself out.
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