“I love you too,” she moaned. “Shit, I love you too.”
I tore my eyes from her to see her cumming again. The sight alone was enough but that mixed with feeling how wet her pussygot was an indescribable feeling and I was right behind her. If she hadn’t been on the pill, that would have for sure been our first son.
I pulled out and went to turn the shower on and helped her in while I grabbed my washcloth so that I could clean myself back up in the sink.
She stuck her head out and eyed me before asking, “You’re going somewhere?”
“Yeah, I gotta make a move, but I want to take you out when I get back.”
Her eyes narrowed when she asked, “Why are you washing up?”
My brows dipped. “I just told you I gotta make a move. I’m not supposed to wash before I go?”
“You usually walk around with me on your mouth and body.”
I eyed her for a second to see if she was serious then chuckled and grabbed my toothbrush to brush my teeth again. She was tripping and I wasn’t about to entertain no bullshit. We washed after we fucked all the time, so it was clear she just wanted to argue.
I left her in the bathroom to go and put on lotion before I got dressed. Since I was just linking with Vanity for a minute, I went with something simple; a Crystal Amiri Flame graphic tee, Labami Chrome Heart shorts and the Gamma Blue Jordan 11s. By the time I was done dressing and spraying on cologne, Diamond was surfacing from the bathroom.
“Lord, I just fucked the shit outta you. What you got an attitude for?”
“I don’t,” she shrugged, “I was just asking, baby.”
I knew she was capping, but I was gon’ let her make it because I had somewhere to be. After I pocketed all my shit, I went over to give her a kiss.
“See if Ms. Joyce will keep Baby Lord tonight. I wanna take you somewhere.”
She nodded. “I’ll ask.”
“Aight,” I kissed her one last time before leaving.
I sent Vanity a text to let her know I was on the way before I took off in the direction of the address she’d sent me. During the ride, I got a thought. I hadn’t seen her ex since the video shoot at Breeze’s. Well, I’d seen him at the concert, but he hadn’t popped up on my girl at that time. I made a mental note to run down on him. I knew I told P I was gon’ chill going forward, but I needed to see about him ASAP. Mothafuckas needed to know I wasn’t going for shit when it came to her.
It was still on my mind heavy when I made it to my destination, so I texted Frog to get me the nigga’s info pronto. I wanted to dead that shit so I could stay true to my word. I wasn’t even gon’ kill the nigga, I was just gon’ teach him a lesson.
After sending the text, I slid my phone in my pocket and got out of my whip to head inside since Vanity had left the door open for me. I walked deeper inside, finding her in the kitchen.
“Hey.” She smiled when I entered. “I thought you stood me up.”
“Course not,” I chuckled. “You know my word is my bond.”
“I do know that,” she agreed. “Where do you want to start.”
“Bedroom, of course.” I smirked and pointed toward the staircase I’d passed. “After you.”
She started out of the kitchen, and I was right behind her. The two of us got ready to head up the steps before we heard banging on the door then Diamond’s crazy ass shouting.
“Makhai! I know you’re in there, and I know you hear me!” she continued banging on the door, “come to the door! YouandVanity!”
Me and Van’s eyes locked, and she smirked before she headed on up the steps, tossing over her shoulder, “Don’t look at me. Open the door.”
Chuckling while shaking my head, I walked back down the three steps I’d made it up and opened the door just as her crazy ass got ready to knock again.
“What you doin’ here?” I asked as I peered down at her. “How you even know where I was?”
“Don’t worry about it. Just know I know,” she spat and shoved me out of the way to enter. “And I know what you’re here to do.”
“Yeah?” I folded my arms across my chest.
