“I can carry you to my bathroom, it’s in here.” He offered, holding his hand out.
I shook my head no, my pussy was sore, and I was too scared to stand up.
“Nope, my pussy needs to breathe. It’s sore,” I whined out. “I just need a little nap.” I stifled a yawn.
“I wasn’t gone fuck you in the shower, Truly.” He chuckled out.
“I thought you came to have lunch with me.” He continued.
My eyes popped open and landed right on him. The look on his face said that he was fucking with me. He knew he had me exactly where he wanted me. Stuck to his leather couch, exhausted, and worn the hell out.
“I only brought enough food for you, Bleu.” I sighed yawning again.
I lazily fixed my titties then pulled my dress over my thighs and repositioned myself on the couch until I was comfortable on my side.
Fuck that, I’m going to sleep!I thought, barely able to keep my eyes open. My hands still felt sticky from the residue of his cum
“I’ll go get a towel and blanket. I still have a couple more hours here to work on a few things.”
Bleu leaned down and kissed my lips. I laid there like an exasperated queen in distress. Soon as my eyes shut, everything went dark.
Twenty-Three
TRULY
Two weeks later…
“Come on, Lo,” I whispered, smoothing her curls down as she playfully kicked her little legs under the blanket.
“It’s time to go to sleep.” I stifled a fake yawn and smiled.
She giggled and gave me a look that said she was going to give me a hard time tonight.
“I not tired,” she said through a yawn.
I tucked the blanket around her a little tighter, then brushed my fingers over her forehead.
“You sure? Because I think I just saw the tiniest yawn sneak out.” I wiggled my eyebrows, trying to coax another laugh from her. She scrunched up her nose, stubbornly fighting off a smile, and shook her head.
“She gets it from you.” My momma voice sounded off from the doorway.
“No, she don’t.” I laughed as I looked down at Lolani’s heavily hooded eyes.
“GG come.” Lolani called out to my mom.
“I was coming GG baby. Ya mommy got a lot going on downstairs.”
My mom stated sarcastically as she stepped all the way inside of my room. She shut the door behind her to block out Naveah’s and Kenzuri’s loud laughter from downstairs. Excitement coiled inside of me, I just knew the three of us were about to have a damn good time.
Tonight, we were celebrating me having Lolani for two weeks straight. Words couldn’t express properly how happy I was having my baby here with me every single day.
My momma crossed the room with that familiar slow grace and security that she carried each day in this chaotic house with four women. The soft light of my bedside lamp caught the edges of her smile. She eased herself onto the bed, and curled up beside Lolani, her arm folded warmly around my Lo Lo’s shoulders. The mattress dipped with her weight, and for a moment, all the noise from downstairs faded away, and was replaced with our calm energy.
I watched as Lolani nestled into her grandmother’s side, her eyelids lowered, her stubborn grin faded into a sleepy sigh. My mom smoothed Lolani’s hair with gentle fingers, each touch deliberate, as if she was memorizing every strand for the thousandth time. I settled in at Lolani’s other side, the three of us cocooned together.
“You know what GG used to tell me?” I said quietly.
I stroked Lo Lo’s cheek softly as she batted her big doe shaped eyes at me.
