“Hell yeah, really. Good dick will cure anything. Even that bullshit you be on, so let’s go.” He looked at Trooper first. “I’m out. I’ll hit you later and we can figure out these plans.”
He then walked over to me and kissed me on the cheek. “Later, Sophie, but don’t worry about this muthafucker. I got him. I promise you that.”
“You ain't got shit, I got my damn self,” Trooper said and shot Carlos a look before he smiled.
“What the fuck ever. Just know I got him. Let’s go, Madeline. Troop, let me holla at you real quick,” Carlos said before he left the room.
Trooper followed, and when Maddie and I were alone, she looked at me with concern.
“I know you’re already freaking out and have a million and one things floating through your head, but don’t, okay? We’re going to Jamaica, they’re going to do whatever they have to do, and when we get back, things will be good.’
“How can you say that? And why aren’t you worried? They’re sending us out of the country, which means things are bad.”
“I’m worried, Sophie. Trust me, I am, but I also trust my man and you should trust yours. If they say we need to spend a week in Jamaica, we need to do it. Besides, it will be fun. We’ve never done that before since all you ever did was work. Sun, sand, and mixed drinks… well, virgin for you, but still.” She smirked and leaned down to hug me.
“I guess.”
“It will be fun. I promise, but let me go. I have a feeling I’m in for a long night. Is it wrong that I’m excited?”
I couldn’t help but laugh. “No, you little nympho. What has he done to you.”
“Some really, really dirty things, but I love it.”
Maddie blew me a kiss and left the room.
Not long after, Trooper walked back into the bedroom looking stressed. The weight of the world was on his shoulders and I hated that.
“Will you at least tell me why you are asking me to leave?”
“Baby, I’m not asking you. I’m telling you, so we’re not about to debate.”
“What makes you think you even have the right to tell me what I’m going to do, Trooper?”
“That baby you’re carrying does. As long as I have a say, I will never allow either of you to be in a position where you are at risk of being hurt. And before you get off on some bullshit, let me be clear. I’m not one of those muthafuckers who likes to flex. My dick don’t get hard by flexing my muscles to prove I’m a man. That shit ain't in question and never will be. I don’t need to prove shit you already know. It’s not about that, so don’t even let that thought creep into your head. I have things I need to handle that will require me to be in total control. I can’t do that if I'm constantly worried about you and my baby. I need to know without a shadow of a doubt that you’re good, so I can do what I need to do. That means getting you as far away from this bullshit as possible. It’s not about anything other than that.”
Trooper’s eyes never left mine and he didn’t waver in the least. I couldn't even argue. I loved that he wanted me to be safe. I moved toward him leaning against the dresser and slipped my hands around his waist.
I looked up at him. “Fine. I’ll do whatever you want on one condition.”
“What’s that?”
“Promise me you will be safe. We need you, and that’s not up for debate.” I smiled and he laughed.
“I’ll do what I can.” He leaned down to kiss me.
I decided to take it a step further, reaching for his belt, about to unbuckle it when he stopped me.
“Chill, man. Your horny ass. Can I eat first?”
“Yes, you can,” I said with a smug grin, slipping my hands into my leggings and stepping out of them.
“That ain't what I meant, Sophie, but I got you.” Trooper placed his hand on my waist and backed me up to the bed.
Before I could object, his head was between my legs draped over his shoulders. I had no objections whatsoever, so I closed my eyes and let him do what he did best.
Chapter 52
Trooper
