“At her job. I was getting—” I begin but Adora cuts me off.
“We have to go. We’re going to be late,” she says then widens her eyes for me to agree.
“Yeah. Sorry. We gotta go but it was nice meeting you,” I say.
“Adora, get my babies out,” Miss Celeste directs, then steps a little closer to me. “I don’t think I need to say this but I am. Her and those little girls deserve the world and all the goodness in it. Make sure you give them that and keep that smile on her face. You hear me?” she says, her sternness contradicting her smile but her care for them is loud and clear.
“Yes, ma’am. I heard you and I got them.”
“Good,” she says while nodding. “Now, hurry up before y’all are late. Hmph.”
She walks over to Romi and Averi and hugs them at the same time. Adora follows and I’m right behind them with the bags. At the door, Romi and Averi hug and kiss their mom. Romi hugs me and Averi daps me up with the one she created for us.
“What did she say to you?” Adora asks once we are back in my ride.
“She told me to keep making you smile.”
“Oh, you got that on lock, right?” she says with a smirk.
“All day,” I assure her.
We head to my crib and pull into my garage about thirty minutes later. When we enter my kitchen, she walks right to my fridge and opens the doors. She examines both sides, then glances over at me.
“So you really don’t cook. There are two shelves of just drinks,” she comments.
“I can make something happen if I need to, but nah, I don’t cook.”
“I see but I love the black in this kitchen,” she says referring to my all-black appliances and marble counter tops. She walks out of the kitchen and takes her own tour of my crib. When she finishes downstairs and heads up, I follow, enjoying the view. “I love this,” she says when she sees my small ,open theater room. There’s a hundred and twenty inch television on the wall, four theater-style chairs, a small bar area with a mini fridge and an old school table arcade game I rarely play. “Do you watch a lot of TV in here?”
“Mostly sports.”
“Well, we are going to watch a movie. The girls would love this.”
“Yeah. They can watch their mermaid movie here,” I say and she steps to me and kisses my lips.
“They would love that,” she says with a nod. Then she grabs my hand and we walk into my room. I roll her bag to my closet and she steps to my bed. “Black, sexy, and clean,” she utters.
“You talking about me or my room,” I tease after stepping behind her.
“Both. I’m going to enjoy my stay here.”
“I’m going to enjoy it too.”
After turning to face me, she asks, “And you’re sure your brother isn’t coming back?”
“He’s been gone all week and he isn’t answering. I’m sure he’s with his girl. It’s just us,” I assure her.
“Even better. Go find us a movie while I get comfortable and change. I can’t wait to get into one of those comfy chairs,” she says before pecking my lips and walking to my closet.
I’ve been to Adora’s crib a lot but this is the first time she’s in my space and I can’t lie, she looks good as fuck.Comfortable, natural, right.She just fits. We fit.
When she walks into my bathroom, I leave and trek back to the theater room. I don’t have a clue about a movie. Real shit, having her sexy ass here has only one thing on my damn mind. And it’s not watching anything on this big screen. Nevertheless, for her, I power it on and open the streaming apps. Nothing is grabbing my attention because all of it is focused on her in my room.
Finally, I decide on one of Oakley Charles’ movies. She’s from here and a lot of women fuck with her movies. As soon as I cue it, Adora walks out and I’m fucking speechless. She’s wearing a little ass lace bra, barely covering her titties, and even smaller matching lace panties. I feel my shit bricking up through my jeans; she looks incredible.
“You found a movie?” she asks as she steps between my legs, right in front of me.
“Nah,” I lie, then press the power button on the remote.Fuck that movie.
