“Aubry, you’ll see me soon.” Bleu said before hanging up the call.
He smoothly tossed my phone on the bed and continued to eye me.
“Bleu what did you just do?” I panicked snapping out of the trance I was in.
“You just saw with your eyes and heard with your ears.” He shrugged then tried to pull me close to him.
I refused because I felt like he had overstepped.
“He has my daughter; Aubry is real fucking tricky, and I don’t need him playing more game when it comes to Lo Lo!” I hugged myself.
Just thinking about all the bullshit that Aubry had put me through since my daughter was born made me livid. I wanted peace and to be able to raise her without any hiccups. So far this between Bleu and I was sex and a good time. I liked him a lot but would drop him fast in order to maintain something healthy enough with Aubry to co-parent my baby properly.
“Once I have a sit down with him, courts and everything else will no longer be a problem for you.” He said calmly.
“Listen Bleu,” I smacked my lips then pointed my finger at him. “He’s my child’s father, and?—”
“No, you listen.” His voice elevated.
His eyes darkened as he turned quickly away from me. I watched his back flex as he walked towards his dresser. I never noticed the Louis Vuitton hot pink robe until he picked it up and brought it to me.
“I can’t think straight with you standing there naked.” He licked his lips and smirked down at me.
I blushed and slowly put on the robe wanting to tease him. It felt soft against my skin. I closed it up and tied the robe with a smile on my face almost forgetting why I was mad at him.
“Now, Truly, I want you to understand some shit.” He stepped back into my personal space.
“I’m not going to allow Aubry to continue to make your life with your daughter tough. I want to see you happy.” His voice softened.
“Why?” I asked.
“Because I decided last night that I want you in my life. I’m willing to make the time and push forth the effort. We start out with trust and open honesty…that’s the start of any relationship until somebody crosses the line. Things with us might appear to move fast for you. To me, it’s just me making things happen because I’m a grown ass man. I have the kind of money that could erase the thorn in your side and never trace back to me for the right price. I’m pretty sure if it did come back to me, your father would defend my honor in court.” He chuckled.
Goosebumps spread across my skin. There wasn’t a trace of humor in his expression as he chuckled all the way to his leather couch and took a seat. Bleu spread his legs apart and motioned for me to come to him. Obediently, I walked over to him slowly and took a seat across from him in the leather love seat.
“I have a lot to lose and so do you with Princess. I’m not stepping into your world to make things complicated. I’m stepping in to give you a soft life. The kind that women pray for but never get because of bitch ass niggas like Aubry. You understand what I’m saying?” He bit into his bottom lip.
His serious eyes captured mine and held my uncertain stare.
“I understand what you saying, and it all sounds good, but?—”
“Your hesitant to trust me.”
He nodded his head slowly and stood.
“I have no problem proving it to you. We can take things at your pace to a certain degree.”
“And what’s that degree?” I tilted my head.
“Get up and follow me.” He held his hand out.
I grabbed his hand and rose from the loveseat. Without knowing Bleu for long I felt so much in the certainty of his words. A huge part of me wanted to just go out on a whelm and trust his every word. But then there was this damaged side of me that was reluctant. It was that nagging‘Why Me?’filling my head with negative thoughts.
Bleu was the type of man a woman dreamed about but never got. I had a lot of flaws with me, and it seemed like he overlooked them and became determined to get me. What would happen when he got me though?
“I want to show you something outside.” He picked my hand up and kissed the back of it.
He walked me out of his room, down the hallway until we reached his front door. His house smelled like cinnamon andcedar. Every few steps he had pictures of his family on the wall which meant that he was family oriented like I was.
