“Okay,” I simply answered, fueling Brooklyn.
“Okay? Nigga that’s all you can say is ‘okay’?”
“What else you want me to say? You came in my fuckin’ house.”
“Zoo, mane.” Brooklyn chuckled. “You on some white clouds type shit right now, and it’s about to get yo’ ass beat. Does it even bother you that they lost tonight?”
“Is that my fault?”
Stunned into silence, Brooklyn stared at me. Sliding my eyes back to the television, I caught a glimpse of Pen smiling at one of the security guards. Squinting my eyes at the seventy-inch television to get a good look at ol’ boy, I realized I didn’t recognize him. The fact that he was cheesing in Pen’s face hadmy foot bouncing. He was walking next to her, guiding her through the tunnel. The clip was only a few seconds long, but it was like I’d just watched a movie.
“You see that shit,” Brooklyn said. “Niggas waitin’ for you to fuck up, mane.”
If Brooklyn saw the vibe ol’ boy was giving, then the rest of the niggas watching the feed saw it too. Pen wasn’t a taken woman so she could talk to whomever she pleased. Her genuine smile pissed me off, though.
“People assume we’re together, but we’re not.” I said it more so to myself than Brooklyn.
“Okay, so you’re cool with her being with other niggas?”
“She ain’t mine.” It felt like razors cutting my tongue as I said it, even though it was the truth.
Brooklyn chuckled. “Aight, mane. I’m finna get outta here ‘fore I end up splittin’ ya fuckin’ head.”
“Lock my shit back.”
“Fuck you.”
Brooklyn could feel how he wanted. I was standing on my decision to stay away from Pen. Detoxing her from my mind, body, and spirit was hell, but I had to get over lil’ mama.
CHAPTER 10
NAOMI
“Baby, please stop. Fuuuck! I’m cumin’,” I moaned as Sin sucked my juices out of me like he was dehydrated.
Coming up for air, Sin smiled at me with his beard glistening. I had been so worried about everything with the baby that I’d been neglecting my man sexually. Something in my head told me that Sin’s dick was going to poke a hole in my sac and I would lose the baby again.
Penetration was the last thing I wanted, and especially not rough. When we did have sex—which was rare now—it wasextremely slow, still good but he couldn’t do that thing that I liked from the back because that shit would hurt like hell.
One thing about my baby, though, he still made sure he got a taste of me daily. Before we found out about our baby, sex was breakfast, after workout snack, and something to cure our sweet tooth at night.
I can never say I don’t know how this happened and we were careful because we were far from being safe. Once I went through everything with Vick, in my mind, my little insides were so fucked up that I would never be able to conceive again. No doctor told me I couldn’t but to me, if I couldn’t hold a baby in long enough to save my life then something was fucked up inside of me.
“Get cho’ ass up so we can go. Mama waiting on us to pull up on her, and she hates for us to be late.”
“Really, Sin? You are acting like I’m the one who just had my face in your pussy.”
“What?” Sin snatched me out the bed so fast. My legs wrapped around his waist and my arms followed, trying to make sure I didn’t fall. His face nuzzled in the crease of my neck and shoulder, repeatedly nibbling there.
Hysterically laughing, I finally found my voice enough to let out, “Baby, stop!”
“Don’t play with me like that.”
Sin carried me into the bathroom and then placed me on the counter. I watched him turn the shower on then test the water. This became a pattern until it was the right temperature. His back muscles flexed as he came up and turned towards me. All I could think about was how amazing this man was to me. From day one, he hadn’t missed a beat on pursuing me. Regardless of how much I put up a fight, Sin wasn’t backing down and that’s the part of him that I loved.
This is the guy I prayed was designed just for me. The guy that would always have my back and stop at nothing to show love and to protect his family. I thought Vick was that, but his mother proved me all wrong. It didn’t matter how good I was to her or her son, I would’ve never been right for her son, and that’s ok because someone found me. And judging by the way Sin was with me, how his family had been with me, and how he made sure that no matter what he was doing, nothing was more important than us. Sin was the man for me.
Pecking my lips, he slipped the only piece of clothing I had on, over my head, and to the floor. “Don’t take all day, and don’t take too short of a time either or I’m making you get cho’ ass back in the shower. A woman should never jump in and out of the shower.”
