“We’ll talk, OK. Not right now though. I need to be drunk first.”
“You got liquor at the house.”
“I know I do,” he said, pulling me closer until I was in his lap. “I’m not drinking tonight. I want to make sure I feel everything.”
“Mm, I like the sound of that.”
“Oh, you’re gonna love it. Just know that this pretty face and that sweet pussy ain’t gon’ keep your boy alive this time.”
“Shut up.” I laughed.
Kannon’s phone dinged, causing him to shift in his seat to take it out of his pocket. He frowned before swiping the screen to answer.
“Hello?”
“Boy, these tabloids are swift as hell. You hear me? They already got your bighead ass online snatching that man up like a rag doll. Did that girl put you in her show, or did you prance out there like a little girl ’cause you were tight? You do know that’s an act, right?”
I laughed at Kannon’s brother’s teasing. I loved to see them clown him because he was always teasing somebody else.
“Is that all you wanted?” Kannon snapped.
“Baby, be nice,” I urged.
“Yeah, baby, be nice,” his brother mocked.
“Keywan, fuck you. I see why Mama said you were a mistake.”
“Don’t get mad with me ’cause they’re calling you Big Daddy Kannon all over social media.”
“What?” Kannon and I asked at the same time.
“Stop that, Keywan. Give me that phone.” I heard shuffling in the background before a woman came on the phone. “Hey, Kannon. Don’t pay my silly ass husband any attention. You know he’s just jealous of all the attention you’re getting right now.Before he called, he was whining about you trying to steal his name.”
Kannon laughed at that. “Trust me, I’m not worried about him.”
“We had a great time. Can you tell Miss Carteay that she did her thing? You guys had a great performance. You looked so good up there. I was kinda scared for that guy. That looked totally unscripted. I couldn’t tell if it was staged or not, but I ate it up, baby. Y’all had me gagged.”
“Thank you, Iyla,” I chimed in once I realized that it was Keywan’s wife.
“Oh, hey, girl. You were so pretty tonight. Was Kannon coming on stage part of the show?”
“Not at all, and he’s very much in the doghouse right now, and he don’t even know it.”
“What you mean I’m in the doghouse?” Kannon questioned.
“Get his behind together, sis. Seriously, though, you and Kannon actually looked good together. I think you should lean into that. I’m just saying. My brother needs love. He’s a good guy. Don’t let that tough guy act fool you. They all have that same rough exterior, but I’ve seen firsthand that the other two are lovers. My baby tries to play tough, but he’s just a big teddy bear. I know Kannon’s no different.”
Kannon looked mortified, only making this phone call even better. “I’ll keep him in mind.”
I fell out laughing when Kannon snatched the phone and ended the call.
“Stop laughing, Carrie,” he said, holding back a laugh of his own.
I had to give it to Kannon. As I stood at the foot of the bed, admiring my handiwork, I couldn’t help but smile. There was no method to my madness as I wrapped and draped the silky scarves and ropes around his torso. Still seeing him all tied up in his own ropes and silk ties turned me the fuck on. The contrast of the pink and red against the mural of tattoos on his milk chocolate body was doing something weird to my head. It didn’t help that his dick was standing at attention saluting me like the good, strong soldier it was. I couldn’t wait to experience the totality of its wrath again.
I knew Kannon would have to be free to move for me to get the full experience, but I could wait for that. This was too exciting to pass up. I was in total control, and I loved it. When I put my knee on the bed, he raised his head to look at me.
“You satisfied?” he asked, lifting his brows.
