A long, deep sigh passed her lips as she crossed her arms and sat back in her chair. “You have a long way to go.”
“I know.”
“And I still don’t trust you.”
I nodded once. “I know that, too.”
“But…you’ve never come directly to me before to try and talk about your shortcomings so that’s saying something,” she acknowledged, making me smirk, and she pointed her sharp nail in my direction. “Don’t get arrogant, nigga. You’re still a dickhead for how you’ve treated her all these years.Andyou fuckin’ ugly.”
Breaking out into a deep laughter, I clapped my hands. “God forbid you give a nigga a compliment. You might melt.”
“I’ll curl up and die,” she pretended like she was gagging with an eyeroll. “I still think you need to be baptized in the Jordan River…or drowned in it,” she got this far away look in her eyes like she was imagining drowning my ass.
Right when I opened my mouth to bring her back to reality from my death, her office door opened. Turning my head in that direction, Jah stepped in with a confused expression on his face.I hadn’t told him that I was coming to sit down with Makenna either. I knew his loyal ass was gon’ run right to her and snitch, so I couldn’t risk him ruining what I had going on.
“Ma, why you look like you plotting a murder?” Jah questioned, his eyes bouncing from her to me and then back to her.
Folding her hands together, she sat back with a satisfied smirk like she’d mentally worked out all the details of my death. “Huh? Me? I ain’t,” she stood up, walking around her desk and greeting him with a kiss. “Alright…maybe I was, but it’s not like I haven’t thought about it a thousand times.”
“Man,” I sucked my teeth and laughed, standing up as well. “Let me get the fuck out of here,” I dapped Jah up.
“What was you doing here in the first place?”
“Oh baby, you didn’t know? Xyleek wanted to comeapologizefor how shitty he’s treated Drek,” Ken quipped, a wicked gleam in her eyes.
Dragging my hand down my face, I started to wonder how the fuck Jah enjoyed being married to her big-headed ass. Her sarcasm was on a different level, and on top of that, she was annoying as hell. Wasthiswhat marriage looked like? Hell nah ‘cause I knew being married to Drek was gon’ be much different.
Jah’s eyebrows rose in surprise and amusement, but I wasn’t about to give him the opportunity to talk a hole in my head about the shit. I’m sure that would come later on anyway, and for that reason alone, I planned to ignore him for the next few days. I could feel a small shift in energy between me and Makenna and that was good enough. We didn’t need to be best friends. That wasn’t my goal going to talk to her, but I did feel like she saw me in a slightly different light than the toxic, emotionally immature man I’d been over the years. And that was a small win that I was willing to take.
“Honestly, the fact that the two of y’all in this closed space, and Xy, you not on the floor dead, tells me everything I need to know,” he grinned.
Makenna scoffed and rolled her eyes. “Don’t get ahead of yourself, he still irritates the fuck out of me.”
“And you still look like you bite people,” smirking, I tapped two fingers against my lips and tossed them in the air as she started cursing me out.
Laughing all the way to my car, I jumped inside and started it up, allowing the heat to warm up the interior. I really hoped Drek saw all the work I was putting in to prove to her I was a changed man. In the past, I would’veneverthought to sit down with Makenna. In my mind, it wasfuck Makenna, but that was the old me. The new me wanted whatever Drek wanted, and Drek would definitely want Makenna to be part of our big day. After the car was as warm as I wanted it, I headed to the crib where I knew Drek was.
“You went and saw Ken?” Drek asked the moment I walked into the house.
I laughed at her ass sitting on the steps like she was ready to do something to me. “I did,” I walked up to her and kissed her on the lips.
“And you didn’t feel the need to tell me that you were going to seemybest friend?”
“Did you tell me when you was pulling up on Blow to fuck him up for lying for me?” I slipped my arms under hers and raised her to her feet, noticing her hard nipples through the t-shirt she was wearing.
“That was a different situation,” she giggled as I raised the shirt and began sucking on her nipples. “Stop! Don’t try to distract me! What did you go there for?”
I placed a few kisses between her breasts. “She didn’t tell you?”
“No. She just said to tell you not to pop up on her again or she gon’ shoot you.”
I sucked my teeth, pulling my boxers that she had on down to her ankles. “I’m not worried about Makenna or her lil’ ass bullets. I’m hungry.”
“Xyleek!” She whined with the stomp of her foot. “What did you go there for?”
Dropping to my knees, I gazed up at her. “Angel, ya man ishorngry. Sit down. Feed me.”
With a playful roll of her eyes, she sat her pretty ass back down on the stairs and spread eagle for me. Licking my lips, I dragged my nose through her center to keep her scent in my nostrils while my tongue delivered pleasurable strokes against her clit. Pressing my middle and ring finger deep inside of her, I twisted them side to side, making her moan, scream, and cream all over my fingers.
