“Fuck no, Temp. You better take that shit off! You ain’t going nowhere dressed like that.” Blaze fumed as he took in Tempest in a full-blown leather cat suit.
The suit hugged each and every one of her shapely curves and he wasn’t about to fo to a party with her dressed like that. She was looking good as fuck in it with matching leather stiletto boots, bright red painted lips, a black leather mask and cat ears.
It was Halloween and the two were supposed to be heading to a kickback with her cousin Kane and her best friend Gemini, but Blaze could see that Tempest was on some bullshit. It wasn’t a costume party, so he didn’t understand why she was trying to get a nigga’s head knocked off for even looking in her direction. That’s exactly what was going to happen if he let her walk out of the house like that.