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“You like to read spicy books, too?” I looked up from the book she happened to be reading. “Nah, I like to do the spicy shit that you be reading about in books.”
I cooly bit the apple and stared at her. “Never gave the shit a chance, Wench.” “Did you just call me a wench?” “Yeah.”
Stop fucking playing with me, yo. You came here for what? Get forgiveness and blessings to move on… fuck all that shit. I wish you hell, Wench!” I hollered.
Don had the kind of dick that would have you looking for him in the daytime with a flashlight, and a bitch ain’t never had dick that good.
“Sorry in advance, Bleu,” he apologized, and I had a feeling I was gonna know exactly why he was apologizing, because I was about to be like that little nigga on the bike in Saw. Crazy behind his ass.
I was staring at him like I would pop out of a jar of relaxer if this nigga gave this dick to someone else.
Navy was smoking fucking blue magic if she thought we were strangers after the way I fucked her.
“Who the fuck willingly eats meat cake, Don? You eat that shit? I ain’t never seen that shit made before.”
Navy is different, and being completely honest, she got my ass gone. Never met someone like her before… she knows who she is. In a world where everyone is trying to be someone else, that shit is refreshing for me. I’m not here to tell you that we have a future because only she knows that. I’m saying I’m here to know your daughter and continue to laugh with her.”
it was how she leaned over me and wanted to console me that made me look at her differently. “This stranger shit not gonna last, Bleu.”
“Pooh, I’m three blinks from crashing out. You telling me you with your ex-nigga… after I slid up inside of you. Fucking told you I didn’t want to be strangers. This how you playing shit, baby?”
“You know that she isn’t your daughter, right?” “Why you want me to toss you up in the back of this whip?”
Why y’all keep playing with Core bout Stellie girl?!
“Still no nanny?” “And have someone come and steal my child and fuck my husband?” Stevie replied, staring at us with a straight face.
“Don’t ever ask me how I’m doing. Going through delivery wasn’t easy. Still sore,” Menace rambled on, and we all looked at him. “What? Wonder fucking held my shoulder hard as shit.”
“I wanna be your boyfriend, fiancé, and husband, Bleu. May seem like I’m bullshitting, and I couldn’t possibly know. I fucking know.”
“And I’m not a gold digger in your eyes?” “Where the fuck you pulling this shit from? I’m handing you the shovel… dig, Bleu.”
“I give a fuck about hurting you, Navy. The thought of me doing you like I’ve done in the past makes my chest hurt, because I never want to hurt you… I ain’t never felt like this before. You didn’t just open yourself up to me, but your family. Fucking accepted me like they have known me for years.”
“I wanna know you, Bleu… really know you. The world knows Navy Bleu. I’m trying to be the only person that knows Bleu.”
“I think I’m falling in love with you, too, Landon.” “Yeah?” “Yeah.”
I was gonna sit in the crib that night until Beans told me Greene was at her dinner.” “And you found me.” “I found you, Pooh.”
“I wanna be a supporter… a provider… I wanna love you, Bleu. I don’t want to be a stranger to you anymore, or a friend.”
“Why you hate my son, Don?” “Menace, the fuck you chatting about?” He sighed into the phone, as I sat on the edge of a lounge chair. “Dennis told me he felt some kind of way.”
“My brother bought me a jet for my birthday.” Navy snapped her head up and stared at me. “I’m here for you, I promise… but you rich folks. Why is that a reason to be all in your feelings, nutcase?”
“Red velvet one side and banana on the other side. Split down the middle for you both since Landon wanted to yell and I quote, ‘Red velvet is the goddamn best, fight me,’ when he was drunk.”
“Do me a favor, Bleu.” “Sure... what?” “When we talk about us… leave the ifs out of it. We’re doing it, right?” She smiled up at me. “Yes, we’re doing this.”
“Hating don’t look good on you, Beans,” Landon grunted, as I closed my eyes and held my moan in. “And this nigga still going… we leaving… freaked the fuck out, bro’.”
“Yeah, we doing whatever you want, Pooh… you said you wanna read all day and get fucked while doing it.” “Sir, I never said that.”
Roping my fingers between his and placing them over my heart, I said, “I want to give this to you, and not through sex. I want this connection to be something that neither of us can put into words.”
“You making her part owner of the team her ex-nigga is gonna play for… you, my nigga, are built different.” He clapped his hands.
“I would shoot a nigga if he bought me a dog… that’s like giving her a baby. Responsibilities that she has to deal with, not you.”
Gerald is a good man, so I know he would be a good boyfriend or husband. I’ve been big dawg for so long that I’m ready to retire. Have a man lead me… let me be soft. Never experienced that before.”
“Just because children aren’t in our future, doesn’t mean we can’t go half on love for Mink. This shit don’t work out, Bleu, I want split custody. I’ll show up to the house in pajamas and call you an unfit mother, too.”
“I made you 25 percent owner of the team. Menace and Stevie own the other 50 percent,”
“Don’t know if you picking up what I’m putting down. I eventually want my family’s legacy to be yours… eventually wanna change that last name to Caselli, Pooh.”
“You being a filthy fucking bitch, Bleu,” he groaned, as he pushed my head down, and I continued to stare into his eyes, tears falling from the sides of my eyes.
Kennedy looked at her plate and started picking around the food. “Why don’t you wanna fuck me anymore, Uncle Landon?”
She needed a two piece for that statement alone
Navy’s parents looked confused. “No worries, we sell pussy for a living,” Stevie informed them. Her father nodded. “Cool… pussy sell like that?”
He winked at Zoya, and she smiled. Goon leaned over the rail. “Yo, Dane?” “What up?” “I’m shooting behind this one… keep that Gold shit to yourself.”
My father grabbed his glasses and stared at the screen. “Your mother said co-owner of the New York Sonics… you know she be smoking with Cindy, so I ain’t pay her no mind.”
“Navy Bleu, when I met you, I never knew how much of an impact that you would have on my life. Wasn’t really looking for love, and then I met you reading in the middle of a dinner party.” “The book was more interesting,”
“I realized love isn’t complicated. It doesn’t take much, and it doesn’t change you. It makes you better, forces you to want to heal, and give in to it. Pooh, I can’t do this without you. I don’t want to do this without you, and I want to be your husband.”
I kneeled down, taking his face into my hands and kissing his lips. “Baby, nothing would make me happier than being your wife, Don.” “You full of jokes while I feel like I’m gonna fucking throw up.”
I’m going to choose you every single day. When I’m angry, unsure, happy, elated, all that shit. I’m always going to choose my wife.” “Yeah?” His thumb slid down my chin. “Yeah, baby.” “I’m going to choose you, too, Don.” The smirk that graced his face was my favorite. “You wanna be fucked, Pooh?” “Badly.”
“Don’t ever fucking speak to her again. Whatever you thought you had is done. Nigga… she’s fucking mine, and I’ll rip yo’ mama’s walker from her and beat you with that bitch when it comes to her… feel me?”
“What do you want?” “I want her. Kids ain’t never been a thought, so why the fuck would I give up the love of my life for some fluid floating around in my ball sack?” “Fair.”
