I placed my plate on the table, then walked over to the cabinet and took out two cups. After I poured the juice, I joined River at the table.
“I wasn’t sure if you wanted toast or anything,” she said as she sat down.
“Nah, this is good since I typically don’t eat breakfast anyway. At least not that often.”
“Good. I try not to eat too much bread. You know today is Brielle’s party?”
I had almost forgotten about the little one’s birthday party. I got her gift a few weeks ago, so I didn’t have to worry about that.
I put a forkful of eggs in my mouth.
“Girl, you got me all discombobulated. I thought today was a totally different day,” I told her after I finished chewing.
She squinted her eyes at me. “Don’t try it. I’m sure you already got her spoiled ass too many gifts.”
I chuckled. “Nah, not too much.” I laughed again at the look she gave me. She knew I was full of shit. Bri asked for a lot of shit, and Uncle Coye got it for her. “I know you have to get home soon so you can get ready, but I’d like for us to ride together. I can come pick you up.”
She dropped her fork onto her plate.
“Do you think that’s a good idea, Coye?” She moved her neck a little.
I mimicked her action. “Yes, River. I’m trying to spend as much time with you as possible.”
She chewed the corner of her lip. I noticed she did that whenever she had to think about something.
“I guess so. You better not get us caught.” She pointed her finger at me and smiled.
I leaned across and kissed her lips. “The thrill is potentially getting caught.”
The smile instantly left her face, and she sucked her teeth. “No, it’s not. I’m for real, Coye.”
I kissed her again. “I got you, Babygirl. I got the dishes. Let me know when you are ready,” I told her as I gathered our plates.
“Okay.”
She got up and went upstairs to put her clothes on. While she did that, I washed the dishes and wiped down the stove and counter, even though it looked like River had done it.
By the time I was done, she came back downstairs. I threw a hoodie on so I could drop her off at home.
We rode to her apartment with just the music playing.
“Don’t forget,” I told her when we arrived at her place.
“I won’t. See you in a little bit.”
I got out and opened the door for her. I waited until she was inside before getting back in my car and leaving.
I was going to try my best and make sure we didn’t get caught. I wasn’t trying to lose her already.
Hours after Coyedropped me off, I was on my couch wrapping my niece’s gifts. He told me what time he would be at my place to pick me up, and I was anxious again.
I still couldn’t get over us having sex. It was some damn good sex, too. Spending time with Coye helped me temporarily forget what was going on with my father. It was wrong of us to sneak around, but it was kinda fun as well.
I liked that he didn’t let my brother make him afraid to approach me. I’d dated dudes in the past who were afraid of my brother, and I never understood why. Jordan wasn’t a punk, but he also didn’t go around acting like he beat up people for fun. I couldn’t help to think that things would be bad whenever Jordanfound out. Coye didn’t seem too worried, so I would just go with the flow.
By the time I wrapped the last gift, my doorbell rang. I put everything in one big gift bag, then went to answer the door for Coye.
“I don’t think you could look bad in anything,” he said as soon as I opened the door.
