As happy as I was about having a niece or nephew, my concern was elsewhere. I wasn’t sure if I was hearing things right, but it sounded like Skye was having second thoughts about the Enzo shit.
“When?”
“When I was talking to your mom about handling Enzo.”
“Oh, that.”
“Yeah,that,” I replied, aggravated.
“Well, I was just going to say that maybe we should just dead the whole thing. I’ve already been through so much. I don’t want to keep going through shit. If you try to handle him?—”
“There’s notryingto it.”
She reached over the armrest, placing her hand on my arm. She slid her hand up and down, making me clear my throat. The shit felt weird, but good at the same time.
“Ocean, you’ve gone to war for me since the day I met you, and I appreciate it. You make me feel cared for in ways that no other man ever has. But I don’t want this to keep getting bigger. I think everyone involved has figured out that fucking with you is a problem, and they don’t want it.”
“Nah, Enzo isn’t aware yet.”
“I’m sure Mecca let him know. Trust me.”
I heard what Skye was saying, but I ain’t never been one to let a nigga slide after he crossed the line with me. If I did it once, then trying me would become an option, and I wasn’t feeling that.
“Look—”
I heard Skye’s seatbelt click and slide to the other side.
“Ocean, just do it for me,” she whispered as she climbed over the armrest and into my lap. “I know I’m asking you to do some shit that you don’t really believe in, and I get that. But I want to move on from all of this. I think I finally have the chance to do that.”
I could feel the warmth of her pussy resting against my dick.
“Now, Skye, why you on a nigga like this?”
I could barely get the words out.
“On a nigga like what?” she whispered.
“Yo, quit playing.”
She lowered her face, pressing soft kisses against my neck.
I hated that I loved that shit. It made me feel weak as hell, and she knew it.
“Ocean, you know I appreciate everything about you, and I wouldn’t trade knowing you for anything.”
“Mmhmm,” I said, leaning my head back against the seat and closing my eyes.
“Every fucking crazy thing you do turns me on. I don’t want it to, but it does.” She sighed. “But at some point it has to end...wehave to end.”
My eyes sprung open and I gripped her arms, forcing her back. “What the fuck are you talking about?”
“You know what I’m talking about?This...whatever it is...it can’t be. We need to chill and I can’t have you out here damn near killing niggas over me knowing that after tonight, you and I won’t be kicking it like that anymore.”
“Why the fuck not?”
“Because we can’t.” She blew out a heavy breath and returned to the passenger’s seat. “Like I said, I’ve already?—”
“Been through so much,” I finished. “I know all that and I’ve respected that.”
