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If a nigga has to put his hands on me, he can’t have me. That’s it.”
“Ever, baby, let your hair down or get your pussy sucked for once.
Her story wouldn’t end with a block boy. It would end with a boss.
It had been eight years and four months since I’d seen his face or heard his voice. He didn’t have to answer a single call from me when I was down because I never made one to him, but we were still locked in. He didn’t have to visit even once for me to know that he was missing a nigga.
As if she felt me watching her, Ever looked up and then at me. My brows hiked in question as I circled my cup to move the ice around in my drink. Nervously, she smiled at me, but I didn’t see a damn thing to be happy about.
“Too fucking late for that Luca shit. Don’t call me again unless you’re cumming on this dick.”
I felt Ever’s hand on my stomach as she attempted to put a halt to my stride, but I smacked it away. This was the punishment she deserved for barking up my fucking tree.
“Your woman,” she emphasized. “You thought I was sliding in you raw and leaving my imprint for fun?”
“Last, there must not be an intentional or obvious difference made between the children I have with them and the ones I already have. I will leave in an instant.
“Physical touch and quality time. Those are two of my love languages.
“My boundaries are simple. Allow me to lead while you follow.
“And what’s your vendetta against beds?” she came back to life long enough to ask. “Nothing. We’ve got our whole lives to fuck up the sheets. Let’s start here,” I guaranteed her. “Trust me. I’m not complainnnnnnnnnnnnning,” she exaggerated as I entered her. “Then shut the fuck up, then.”
“Bend that shit over,” I instructed as I lowered my shorts.
“Shiiiiiiiiit,” I barked. “That’s it, Ever. Put that pussy on a nigga.”
“Don’t play with me, Ever. I’ll break this motherfucker and make you ride home with me until you cool the fuck down.”
“This nigga has to die, Laike.” I couldn’t control the parade of wet tears that hit my face each time I wiped them.
Not even cuffs locked on my wrist after I’d pushed Chauncey’s top back affected me enough. I sat and I waited on the police’s arrival and made sure that nigga was dead a few times before I called them to come pick his stupid ass up off the ground. When I was sentenced to ten years, I didn’t bat an eye. I’d done my dirt and was ready to lie down to get my shit over with.
When he fought me like I was a dog in the streets, he never mentioned the girls. His only words pertained to me moving on with my life. He didn’t give a damn about my babies. I was his only concern. Keeping me in check and keeping me at arm’s length was his only concern.
“I can’t overlook it, Ever, and I’m not going to explain myself to you. Whatever happens, happens. He’d already signed his death certificate when he crossed my city’s limits with hurting the ones I loved on his agenda.”
Emorey said that she wasn’t hurt but that her dad hit Essence. I’m sitting here wondering if it’s possible to do a motherfucker twice.”
“Me, too, Daddy.” All movement in my limbs ceased as I turned in Emorey’s direction. Though the smile didn’t reach my face, it was surely on my heart. There’d never been a child to refer to me as Daddy
“Thank you for having faith in me, even during the times it was hardest to. Thank you for coming into my life when I needed you the most. Thank you for giving me two little girls. Thank you for giving me a child. Thank you for always putting us first. Thank you for your selflessness. Thank you for your generosity. Thank you for that bomb ass pussy between them legs I can’t wait to get to once you’re healed.”