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“Oh, you’re serious? What you mad for?” “You know I’m with Winter! We were waiting together!” He scoffed. “Waiting for what?” It was embarrassing to admit that I’d turned eighteen and was still a virgin,
“Hmph. Already choosing work over me. Maybe you’re more like your father than you thought.” “No. Hell no.”
While I worked, not even the music and snipping off the oranges distracted my brain enough to stop me from thinking
about Winter and what the hell I’d done wrong. I hoped and prayed I’d get a long text explaining everything, making me wrong about what I was thinking, but I didn’t.
“Declan, I love you. I’ve loved you for twenty years. I’ve taken care of you for twenty years. I’ve given you a child. I’ve moved across the world away from family for you and around these country-ass people,
“This gives you the chance to explore other things too. Things you may like now that you didn’t like years ago. I believe this will work well for our relationship.”
She gripped her head, sighing loudly. “Have you thought that maybe I’m just tired of the three kisses on my left shoulder, the seven kisses around my neck and lips before you kiss down my stomach, eat my pussy until you think I’ve nutted, and then pump into me five times before you’re done?” she snapped, her voice getting louder.
“Sometimes, I sit out here just to hear Dymon put Quinci through the wall so I can get off.”
When the hooded figure raised its head, their hood slipped off and I saw that it was Leah, my sub’s wife. She noticed me, and her eyes nearly popped out of her head.
I smiled, knowing that his dick was probably about to pop out of his briefs. The smile instantly faded when I thought about how once again, my business was about to be all over Citrus Grove.
disgust. ‘I can smell him on you.’ That pissed me off. Then when I got out of my seatbelt to move, he told me to go take a shower, and then come back.” I gasped. “The nerve. No, he didn’t.” “Yes, he did.” “And what you did?” “I went and took a shower.” I kissed my teeth.
I resumed chopping her hair. When her screen lit up, a text from Daddy came through, and when she opened it, a big dick popped up on the screen. Immediately, she swiped out of the messages and flicked her eyes toward the mirror to see if I’d seen it, but I’d already looked away.
“You know y’all don’t make friends easily, but it’s cool. I get it. You been off this week and thought you needed a drink. That contract shit was stressing you out like that?”
Winter must have felt someone glaring at her because she looked around before her eyes found mine. Her eyes bucked, knowing she’d been caught. She looked at him and said something before gathering her things and leaving the table. I watched him watch her walk away from his table, smirking as if he'd won a prize. When he picked up his glass,
he held it out toward me, then threw the rest of his drink back. “Aw, hell naw. He think you pussy, man,” Kemba snapped.
sorry. I don’t know what else to say, but I’ll do better. Just tell me what you want me to do. Tell me what you need me to do, and I’ll do it.” “That’s the problem, Declan. I shouldn’t have to tell you!”
“How can I fix something when I don’t know what I need to fix, Winter?” She scoffed. “Declan, I have told you time and time again and now I’m done talking.”
you are supposed to do that, but you’re only doing that out of spite for your brothers and your dad. If you could have traded me in and handled the heat from your family, you would have done that a long time ago.”
She always teased me about being jealous of them, but I wasn’t jealous of my brothers. It was envy. I was envious of my brothers. I wanted them to have their shit, I just wanted that shit, too. No one knew what it was like to always be the ‘other Danger’ brother whenever we went to events as a family. When they came around, it was easier to become a shell of myself.
My stomach turned at how excited she sounded to be with other men. It was almost like she couldn’t contain herself. “Every guy? There are going to be multiple guys?”
didn’t respond. In a way, she was right, but in all my thirty-eight years of living, I’d never approached another man about a woman, and I didn’t intend to start now.
It sounded like it hurt her to say that, so I nodded and walked away. A part of me knew this was the beginning of the end for us, and the thought of losing Winter hurt, but I worried more about our son than myself.
“No… I don’t know. Use your words. Oh, God, I’m sorry. Between being a teacher and… you know.” She grinned, making me laugh.
“Last night, I was thinking about it after I had to bust Leah in her nose, but just as quick as it came, it left. You know what the niggas be saying, I got needs.”
“You know what I find funny about this town?” He chuckled into his glass while shaking his head. “How everybody always knows everybody else business, but the couple of people I’ve talked to today acted like they ain’t know shit about shit.”
Ms. Sherry heard one of those nosy ass night nurses claiming they heard I liked to beat men for money.
“Lying. Switching subjects. Running.” He mumbled and puffed on his cigar. “All that is avoidance, so they say.”
“Dec, this is going to sound like I’m taking up for Winter but I’m not. I’m just speaking as a woman. Women just want to feel wanted, loved, and lusted after. But most importantly, reassured.
“Your lips did that the last time… before you took off running to the bathroom.” “I really had to use the bathroom, Declan.” “I didn’t say you didn’t,” he said with a smirk.
“It’s important to switch roles sometimes, right?”
Declan. That’s the craziest shit I ever heard in my life.” Ignoring that, I said, “I’m about to go get something to eat. You rolling?” “Hell yeah, so I can keep talking shit.”
“That’s how she gets you, but nah, she made one of my homeboys go crazy. That nigga moved away from here and I hadn’t heard from him since. So, I’m telling you not to do it, especially if you want your girl back. Plus, women with old names are savages. Last Summer, I fucked a girl named Dottie and she took me down. I almost couldn’t keep up,” he said, laughing.
“Hol’ on, hol’ on. Hol’ up, bro. You acting like you ain’t ever had no ass outside of yo’ girl.”
“Ain’t you like forty?” “Thirty-eight, nigga.” “Shit. Same thing.” “Kemba, we been together since then. I never had a desire to cheat on her. I watched my dad do it to my mom, and I never wanted to be that guy. It’s all good.”
“Plus, it’ll be cool to be yo’ wingman. You know how much pussy the pauper gets just because he’s friends with the prince.” I shook my head.
“No the fuck it’s not okay! To my knowledge, you ain’t did shit for her to just dog you out like that. I think it’s a difference between
being in an open relationship versus the blatant disrespect.”
“That’s the best way to look at it, for real. You want me to beat her up so she can get her mind right?”
“Yess, darling, look around at your future home. You already love it here. I’ll welcome you with open arms. I can see that fucked up line even better under this light.” I chuckled. “Delusion can be a twenty-four-hour bug, I see.”
“Declan, what the fuck are you doing in here? Me and your son are waiting for you at the breakfast table.”
My body didn’t know if it should panic or relax and that was the mode my mind had been in since I left her house. It was so bad at one point that I went back to the office and Kemba asked me if I’d hit a line of cocaine.
I am ready to get cracked… like an egg. Plowed… like a garden. Back broken… like Humpty. I don’t know what kind of video you’re going to get at 8:59, but whatever it is will be blamed on this wine.”
“Declan, you want me to apologize because I didn’t read the card that told me to be ready for a date night. Why didn’t you just text me?”
I stared at her, determined not to let her get to me, because she knew exactly what she was doing.