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King of Hearts Pt. III


Andre walked in the entrance of Club Flava, security scanned him in the doorway, and he paid the admission. He entered the club and his face was struck by the thick wall of sound and body heat. He shook his head as he strolled to the bar and took a seat at the counter. 

'What can I get you?" The bartender asked while polishing a glass. 

"He will have a Apple martini" Greg walked up to the counter and paid for the drink. 

"Apple martini it is" Andre stared at Greg. 

"What you doing buddy?" Andre smiled. 

"I  just came here for some atmosphere" Greg smirked. 

"I suppose lil boy" Andre giggled. 

"So who you trying to take home tonight" Andre raised his eyebrow as he receive his drink from the bartender. 

"Oh I don't know. Maybe you?" Greg laughed as he shook his head. 

"That's a laugh but no…you are too damn controlling for me" Andre sipped on his drink. 

"I guess…but you will find someone lost boy for your play toy" Andre smiled. 

"I guess and you wonder why you can't find a man" Greg frowned. 

"Yea yea…" Andre said as he was interrupted by the bartender. 

"The gentlemen over there sent you another Apple martini" he said . 

"Look like I can get someone" Andre walked off from Greg and toward the man. 

"I supposed" Greg walked off into the dance floor. 

Andre walked up on the guy and got a good look at him. He licked his lips, placed his drink on the counter, and looked him in the eyes. 

"Wassup bruh? What's your name?" Andre stared him down. 

"My name is Michael and what's yours?" the guy said. 

"My name is Andre…so wassup?" Andre questioned. 

"I thought you were cute so I sent you a drink" Michael said he put his hand on Andre's shoulder. 

"Thanks for that drink…what if I said I think you were sexy with big brown eyes and smooth light brow skin." 

"I would laugh but then say thanks" Michael laughed. 

"What if I said I want to take you home and show you a few things? What then?" Andre raised a brow. 

"Let's go then" Michael inched closer to Andre. 

"Come on then!" Andre hold Michael's hand as they exited the club and head to the parking lot.

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