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“Hello?” “Enjoy your freedom, Mommas. You won’t be free for long.” The line disconnected after the second sentence, leaving me with unresolved emotions. Furrowed brows led to a satisfied smile. Placing the phone against my chest, I laid my head against my door. Mommas.
“I don’t smoke,” I shared. “It’s liquor on the plane if you prefer it.” “I’m okay. Just a lit—just my nerves.” “You with me, Mommas. There’s no safer, better place to be. I’ll stand on that, any time, any place.”
I relaxed against his frame, understanding that any battle I was fighting with him, I’d easily lose. Makai was war-ready. He was equipped. He was fearless. Losing, for him, wasn’t an option. “I fucked up, but I’ma fix it.”
“Put ya lips anywhere they ain’t supposed to be and I’m catching two cases, Kiwi.”
Communication was the simplest solution, but it wasn’t always utilized.
