He looked up from his phone with a confused expression. “Sunshine, I’m a whole damn doctor!” he kissed his teeth, then mugged me. “I have letters in front of and behind my name. My name means something in the health field. The hell you mean I didn’t know what I was talking about?”
“You were new to the game,” I laughed, and he shook his head. “Now if you gave me advice--”
“You wouldn’t take it,” he cut me off, and I smiled. “Hardheaded as fuck for no legitimate reason.” He put his phone back in his pocket, then approached the desk. “You better be lucky I love you, or I’d whoop your ass for testing me the way you do.” He bent so we were eye level, then licked his lips. “You know what? That shit doesn’t sound too bad though.” His lips brushed against mine. “Would you let me spank you, Sunshine?” My panties instantly flooded, and I tried like hell not to show him how his words and voice affected me. “Not too hard, just a couple pops, then I’d rub the sting away.” He chuckled, then nibbled at my bottom lip. “Yeah, that shit sounds like a plan. After my daughter is here and you’re all healed up, I plan to enjoy my time with you before I put my son in there.”
“Amethyst,” I sighed and shook my head. “We don’t know--”
“You ain’t gotta know because I do,” he nodded, then nibbled my lip again. “Now, go get ready. Wear something comfortable and be ready to go when I get back.” He stood up and smiled at me.
“What--”
“Sunshine,” he cut me off as he started walking backwards toward the door. “Trust me on this, baby. We are about to have a good time. Celebrate and relax. We have six months to make upfor and three to prepare for our baby. Just relax and enjoy our time, mama.” He winked at me. “I’ll be back. Love you.”
He was gone before I could even get another word out. When he came home last night, bloody and quiet, I knew he’d finally gotten his hands on Quincy. We didn’t say anything to each other, but our actions screamed volumes.
After he left, I closed down the computer and left the office to get dressed. Since I didn’t know what we were doing, I grabbed a pair of jeans and a T-shirt from the closet. Because I was pregnant, I knew we weren’t going to do anything too crazy, but that didn’t stop the excitement I felt as I walked into the bathroom. I showered, pulled my hair into a ponytail at the back of my neck, and did a soft beat to my face. By the time I was finished, Amethyst was standing in the bathroom doorway with a pair of my tennis shoes in his hand.
“I thought I was going to have to drag you out of there,” he laughed as I turned the light off and approached him. When I was close enough, he grabbed the front of my shirt and gently pulled me to him. “You look pretty as fuck.” He kissed me, then pulled back and smiled down at me.
“Thank you.” I wiped my lipstick from his lips and returned his smile.
“Can I make one request?” he asked, and I nodded. “Leave your hair loose.”
My brow went up. “Why?”
“Because I’m asking you to,” he answered. His hands went to my ponytail, and he gently pulled it off and fluffed out my curls. “Yeah, I like it like this.”
“You’ll be detangling my hair later,” I said, and he shrugged.
“I’m good with that,” he said, then stepped back. He kneeled and set my shoes in front of me. “Come on, we are going to be late.” I put my hands on his shoulder, then stepped into my shoes. Amethyst quickly tied them, then kissed my thigh beforestanding and taking my hand. “Let’s go. We got shit to do and fun to have.”
**
An hour later, I was standing in the middle of a big ass warehouse, side eyeing the shit out of Amethyst. He was standing in the middle of the room on a platform with no shoes on and a big ass smile on his face.
“Is this where y’all take people to kill them?” I asked, looking around the room. “Because ain’t no way this room can be used for something else.”
“Nah,” he laughed and shook his head. “That’s like an hour out and secluded as hell.” He put his hands in his pockets and rocked back and forth. “This room is for something else.”
“Like?” I questioned and lifted my brow. “Because it’s giving nice room before death vibes right now.”
“We are going to paint,” he said, and I kissed my teeth. “Legit, we are. Look.” He pointed to a stack of big buckets lining the wall behind him.
“We are painting?” I slowly approached the buckets and lifted the lids; sure enough, there was paint in all of them. “Umm, have you forgotten I’m pregnant?”
“Nope,” he said, then clapped. “It’s all safe, and the room is well ventilated. As a bonus, I requested the skyline be opened, and it will be once we get undressed.”
I looked up at him, confused. “We’re going to be naked?”
“Nah.” He reared back as if I had hit him. “What kind of freaky shit are you into?”
“You said we were getting undressed!” I replied, and he shook his head. “What else would I think?”
“We are going to be in our underwear,” he answered, shaking his head. He moved off the platform and approached me. He walked around the buckets and picked up a small bag that I hadn’t noticed. “I have what we are going to wear.” He openedthe bag and handed me a pair of white yoga shorts, a matching top, and white socks. “The bathroom is over there.” I looked over my shoulder to see that he’d pointed to a door in the corner of the room. It was something else I hadn’t noticed. When I was with Amethyst, I had a tendency of not watching my surroundings as I should. I knew that when I was with him, I was safe, so I let my guard down and allowed myself to live in the moment. “Go get changed so we can have some fun.”
“This is going to be fun?” I asked, looking at the paint, then at him. Amethyst kissed his teeth, and I stepped back. “Fine, I’ll go, but you better feed me good after this.”
“I got you,” he said, nodding. “Now hurry up.”
