Only For Me

by K.C. Mills

You can’t fix what you didn’t break, you can’t correct someone else’s mistake. Love over loss is the key to settling demons in your way.

“I know how parents are about their kids so I’m just gonna say make sure her fits are on point.” “The fuck you mean?” “If she looks like your ugly ass then she isn’t beautiful.” I threw my head back and laughed. “Yo, don’t make me crack your damn jaw. My daughter is damn sure beautiful.”

“Hell nah but you’re a QB. Women throw pussy at you just because of your position on the field. You don’t have to work for it. I do, so I invest in learning about women. I know how they think. I’ll school you when you’re ready.” “You can’t tell me shit.” “Muthafucker, I’ve been dropping knowledge since you sat your ass down. The fuck?”

"Your mom is beautiful as hell, smart, and damn sure more patient with me than she should be. I just really don't know what to do with all that. This shit is beyond complicated because it's not just about us. We gotta figure out what all this looks like for you, and that's what has me twisted, but trust, pretty girl. I'm gonna figure it out."

Watching Makari freshly fucked, in my bed, in the house I swore I would never step foot in again let me know she had the ability to bring me peace. As a man who understood how valuable that was, I would do anything and everything in my power to make sure I could be the same for her.

“Our truth is whatever you want it to be. I’m in this with you. Not just as Avi’s father but as your man…” “My man?” She arched her brow and I brought her face closer to mine. “You’re in my bed, on my dick, and in my head with every move I make. It doesn’t get any more defined than that. We’re not playing house. We’re a family, you and Avi are my home. That doesn’t have a damn thing to do with an address or a location.”

“How about my safe space, my home, my reason for existing, my daughter’s beautiful ass, fine as hell mother, and my peace.”