Plant Daddy: Your scent on the pillow isn’t the same as having you wrapped in my arms. When are you coming back home?
Me: Damn, less than twelve hours into asking me to move in and you’re already calling it home. I haven’t even moved anything in beyond my spendanight bag, BK. Let’s hold off on the change of address slip until I at least have my panties in a drawer.
Plant Daddy: Panties in the drawer, check. Bras organized by color, check. Lingerie hanging on your side of the closet, check. Now bring your ass home. I just need my woman here to take a nap with me.
I chuckled reading off the items in my bag while I got up to kiss Mackie goodbye.
“That man ain’t even called you properly and got you running up outta here, but you’re questioning if you’s a fool for falling?” Mackie cackled hard in my face.
“Grandpa!”
“Don’t Grandpa me, hell yeah you’s a fool right in love. I’m just happy that man loves you all the same. Just remind him that no matter what Viola said, between me and your dad, if he even makes you chip a nail, daisies will be his new favorite flower.”
“Trust me, he knows,” I said, making my way out of the door so I could gohome.
Chapter
Twenty-Three
Burkeley
I could feel her fat pussy lips on my dick but I wasn’t inside her which wasn’t making sense to my mind or my dick. I squinted, opening one eye, glancing at McKay on top of me but not kissing nor fucking me.
“M&M, what are you doing?” I asked, still adjusting to being up.
I had just woken up from a nap I thought we were both taking, seeing McKay on top of me with a marker in her hand going for my chest. After she came home this morning, I fed her and Peanut a quick snack before I took my time eating mine with her legs around my neck. I thought I’d put enough work in to put us both to sleep for a couple hours, but our current positions said my plan didn’t go well.
Her giddy laughter came out when her mischievous smile spread wide across her face.
“Coloring and marking my territory just in case you at the rec with your shirt off later and a woman gets a fucked-up idea of approaching you. Then she’ll be able to see me everywhere.”
I smirked as I wiped my eyes, not fully understanding what was happening until I felt the coolness from the marker hit myskin. I looked down to see I’d either slept past our allotted time or she had been up and busy. McKay had colored in my tattoos that once were only black with shaded areas. I snorted at the added pieces with McKay’s name everywhere she could fit and I didn’t understand where she’d even gotten markers from.
I cleared my throat before my laugh came out rough as I wrapped my arms around her waist, landing on her plump ass that had only gotten bigger with her belly growing. I watched her work, hair messy and only in one of my T-shirts. My woman was the epitome of beauty inside and out. She looked deep in concentration as she continued her coloring session.
“M&M, your name could be on my forehead and they wouldn’t care. It’s me who shuts any other woman down for you and my baby. But where did we get markers from?” I knew I didn’t own any and she didn’t come home with any.
“So write it on your forehead, got it. Lay back and hold still, it needs to be big so these hoes won’t miss it.”
I laughed again and grabbed her hand before she could attack.
“No, baby. I’m saying they don’t matter, but if you want your name on me permanently, then I will gladly do that. Hell, I’ll keep these ones that you already added to the artwork. And answer my question, where did you get a whole pack of markers?”
“I ordered them while you were sleeping, duh, BK.”
That cheesy grin was back with me sitting up and making it disappear by my mouth attaching to hers.
“I swear you just be doing random ass shit. What else were you doing instead of sleeping with me?”
“Thinking. We have a lot to talk about, Burkeley.” Even though her tone was still chipper, I caught my full name instead of the nickname, so I knew McKay was serious and stressing out.
“What’s at the top of your list, M&M?” I asked, kissing down her shoulder since she was still leaning forward and applying color to my skin.
“Both the party and my birthday are next week. I don’t have a costume nor know what I’m doing outside of that. My first thought was us doing a couple costume. Would that be okay with you? Then, you demand me to move in, get my stuff here, and put the rest in storage. It’s a lot to just put on you. I can help. And…us. Yesterday we said some things that changed our arrangement.” I shifted us to hook my arms securely under her thighs so I could maneuver both of us at the same time.
“Did you feed my baby while your mind was doing all this unnecessary thinking?”
“Babyyy, be careful! You’re making me fuck up,” she whined as I carried her to the bathroom. I looked down to see the red line that broke off from my eagle tattoo that was intended for the eye.
