“I’ll see you when I get home.” Faheem kissed her then shut the door in her face.
“Faheem?” I called out to him. He’d stopped at the dresser where his phone was, scrolling through it.
“Did she think we were about to have a threesome?”
“Something like that,” he mumbled.
“Don’t get any bright ass ideas that’ll never happen.”
“I know it won’t. ‘Cause I’m not sharing you with nobody.” The look Faheem gave me sent chills down my spine. He wasn’t playing.
Chapter 22
Faheem Banks
The Next Day
You hungry?” I asked, looking over at Juniper’s pretty ass. She was sitting in the passenger seat of my Jaguar glowing. We’d ended up staying the night at the mansion my parents rented.
Ion know if it was the dick that had her glowing or what, but she looked good as fuck right now. If it wasn’t for the fact that we’d been fucking all night long, I woulda pulled this bitch over and put this dick in her. Juniper had a nigga’s mind gone, I didn’t want that shit back either. I was coming to the realization that I couldn’t lose her, and the loyalty I felt towards Mixie wasn’t enough anymore. I had love for Mixie. She was always gonna have a place in my heart, but Juniper was where I wanted to be. As fucked up as it was, I saw my future with Juniper. No matter how hard I tried to fight it, I couldn't no more. The shit was a losing battle any fucking way. Juniper imprinted herselfon my soul. What I felt for her was deeper than I ever felt for any other broad I’d dealt with.
The deeper my feelings grew for Juniper, the more I started sitting back and thinking shit over. For years I let myself stay with Mixie because she stayed with me no matter what. Confusing that attachment with love. Forreal, I don’t think Mixie really fucked with me like that either, or she was so self absorbed that she didn’t know shit about me but my dick size. I didn’t have to try much with Mixie either. As long as my money stayed rolling in, she was straight. I ain’t gonna front like dealing with a broad that went along with whatever I said made my life easy. Nagging and all that other shit niggas had to deal with, I didn’,t and that worked out for my benefit. I won’t say I didn’t care about her because I did, it just wasn’t no in love type shit. When she took that charge for a nigga, it cemented her place in my life. I thought I owed it to Mixie to be with her when I shouldn’t have let that be the driving factor behind us being together. If I never met Juniper, I don’t think I would have understood the difference, but now that I did, I wasn’t finna ignore it.
The only issues I had to deal with was telling Juniper about Mixie’s pregnancy. I was happy my seed was going to be born into this world. At the same time, I didn’t want to lose Juniper ‘cause of that. I ain’t never been scared of shit, but losing Juniper for good had a nigga shook. I wan’t finna not tell her ‘cause I wasn’t a bitch made nigga. I just had to figure out the right time to tell Juniper so she wouldn’t be in her feelings. I was really on some scary shit. When it came to Juniper, she had my heart, and I had to handle this shit delicately.
“I am kind of hungry,” Juniper said, rubbing her flat stomach.
“We finna pass aFloppy’s.” I lovedFloppy’s,it was a mom and pops breakfast restaurant. They had the best damn hash browns in Beauville.
”We can go there.” Juniper scrunched her face up, like she was disgusted.
“I know you not too bougie to eat atFloppy’s?”I side eyed Juniper. Her ass liked to eat too much to be picky.
Smacking her lips, she rolled her eyes at me. “Never, I always eat hella food when I go there and be on the toilet all day.”
“See, nah, we not going there. You not finna be blowing the condo up. Pick somewhere else,” I said with a frown of disgust at the thought of Juniper shitting up the house.
“Scary ass nigga. You know I shit too.” She giggled at my sour expression.
“Not my Juni, she don’t do no unladylike like shit like that,” I said that shit with my chest because I didn’t wanna picture Juniper’s fine ass shitting. Hell nah,I refused to believe stanky ass shit came outta my Juni.
”Boy, you just be saying anything outta yo mouth, huh?” She had a giant smile on her face as her head shook in disbelief.
”Nah, I mean everything that comes outta my mouth. A nigga don’t say what he don’t mean.”
Juniper looked over at me like I was telling a lie. “Alright, I guess we finna keep working on a baby then. Ain’t that what you was begging me for all night?” Her eyebrow rose up like she’d pulled a nigga’s ho' card.
But like I said, I meant everything I said. It wasn’t the best time to be tryna get Juni pregnant. At the same time, she was my wife. If anyone should be carrying my seed, it was her. It might have been a little fucked up ‘cause a part of me wanted Juni to give me a baby so we’d always have an attachment to each other. In my head, it made sense. Juni might have been pissed for a while. She wouldn’t leave a nigga while she was carrying my seed. On the flip side, I really did see myself having a family with Juniper. When I thought about my future, it was Juniper’sface I saw in every version. I wanted all my daughters to take after Juniper, and my son to protect her with their lives. My life wouldn’t be complete without her being in it.
“How you know you ain’t pregnant right now?” I asked her as I pulled into the parking lot ofFloppy’s.
“ ‘Cause I’m not, and you can’t get a baby from me. Not while you still messing with that girl. No, thank you.”
”So, if I wasn’t dealin’ with Mixie, you’ll give me a baby?”
“Maybe, if you act right, I might give you a few babies.” Juniper smirked, winking at me.
I smiled knowing she wanted to have my seed. All the other shit was minor as long as she was willing. That was music to my ears.
