Right Side of Paradise

by Shon

“She’s so fucking spoiled.” “I know,” I said, smiling at my phone. And that was our fault. We taught her to never go in her pockets if she was around a man.

Did I have to be attracted to every damn body under my roof? And did I have to be so obvious about it?

“I already told you; I don’t need your permission. I’m not a child, Rico.” “No, but you are my baby.”

“If you let me take care of this pussy, you not getting rid of me,”

“You ain’t going nowhere til you taste like us, smell like us. I want everybody on this island to be able to look at you and know exactly who you belong to.”

“Soul, he wasn’t flirting. We were talking about his new personal training business.” “That’s how it starts,” I followed up. What did he think would happen when Simeon got him alone in a gym?

I was walking into my thirties with everything I wanted. My career was thriving. My family was healthy. And the three people I adored were under my roof, loving me and letting me love them back.

She sputtered when I stood up. “Where are you going?” I hiked my bag on my shoulder and closed the lid on my container. Then I winked and let a devious smile curl my lips. “Home to be passed around like a collection plate.”

Jealous? Me: Don’t play with me. I’m omw Harlow: Rico finally got you using acronyms???

“I always got you, baby. Whether that’s dick, money or someone to hold you through the night.”

If I had it, she could spend it. If I didn’t have it, I would figure out a way to get it so she could spend it.

“Keep giving us forever and I’ll make it good for you, baby. I want you to wake up every day and know you deserve paradise.”