I shook my head right along with her. “Well, you think she will give him yet another chance?”
“I don’t know. I wouldn’t. I would havebeendone with that nigga. For her to keep giving him chance after chance, she has to have feelings for him. So the shit he’s saying to her has to hurt.”
“What did your dad say?”
“He’s gonna talk to him. Whatever. Seven don’t listen to Daddy when he’s trying to get him to calm down. That nigga might just be better off alone, because he can’t care for Iesha as much as she cares for him. Hell, if she leaves him alone, she’ll probably stop working for us.”
She sat next to me, so I slid my arm around her. Nobody got her worked up like the people in her family. “Well, on another note, do you know when you wanna get married?”
“I don’t know. I have to talk to my people. I would marry you now, Carter. We should elope, honestly. I feel like I may be a bridezilla.”
“You don’t want anybody there?”
“Just Noni and Red . . . maybe Maui and Mythic. I don’t know. I’m being selfish. Our parents would be pissed. I just don’t need a big production.”
She looked sad all of a sudden. Talking about our wedding shouldn’t produce those emotions. I sat up so I could stare into her eyes. “Baby, tell me the real. Why don’t you want a wedding?”
She looked away for a moment. She remained silent as she fidgeted slightly. When she looked back at me, I could see the glossiness in her eyes.
“All our lives, we talked about having a double wedding. We were supposed to meet men at the same time, or at least get serious at the same time, then we would wait for each other.”
“Why can’t we do that still? I really think her and Red will make it, baby. That license will only make what we have official and legal. Everything else will be the same. I will move before then and everything. We can wait.”
She pushed me back and straddled me, then cried. I pulled her to me, lightly kissing her shoulder and neck. “I got’chu. We not in a hurry. I was just curious about if you had set a date. I love you, and that shit ain’t gon’ change. I just have one question.”
“What’s that?” she asked as she wiped her tears.
“Do you want me to strap up and wait on them to get pregnant, too?”
She bit her bottom lip and pulled her shirt over her head, revealing she wasn’t wearing a bra. I quickly sucked her nipple into my mouth. “Oh fuuuuck, Carter,” she said somewhat loudly.
Baby girl must have forgotten we were outside. I didn’t dare remind her, though. I loved her spontaneity. I pulled my dick from my shorts and lifted her skirt to find she wasn’t wearing panties either. She balled her skirt in her arms and quickly slid down my shit. I dropped back on the patio couch and watched her buck all over my shit.I guess we weren’t going to wait.
“Oh fuck, Bali. Yeah, baby. This some good shit.”
“I love your dick, Carter. I loooove it!”
She squirted all over the fucking place. I looped my arm around her, pulling her to me and wore her pussy out. Her screams of passion didn’t take long to take me out. I let loose in paradise. As our beathing calmed down, I heard someone say, “Nasty muthafuckas. I’m telling Uncle Storm.”
Bali chuckled, apparently recognizing the voice. “If you tell Daddy Mayor, I’m telling Aunt Chrissy everything I know about your nasty ass. Telling women to convert to Christianity.”
I heard him laugh as she lifted from my dick. She held her hand out for mine. “Let’s take this inside. And for the record, no.I’m not waiting for Noni to have your beautiful chocolate babies. I love you so much, Carter.”
I picked her up as I bit my bottom lip, revealing my grill. She loved that shit. She wrapped her legs around me, and I slid her down my dick again, before we could even make it inside. “I love you more, Bali. I’ll give you your heart’s desires. I want you to be happy. Seeing you happy lets me know that I’m doing this shit right.”
I pressed her back against the door and closed my eyes, enjoying her warmth. “Daaaamn, I’m so blessed to have you, baby. Ahhh fuck!”
“Carter, ooohhh . . .”
She unleashed on me yet again. Bali was gonna be pregnant before she could count to ten. The way I was putting this dick to her, she was bound to have multiples. I was ready for us to be a family. Marriage license or not, we were husband and wife. Our beautiful babies would make this union complete.
“Let’s go to the courthouse in the morning and get our marriage license. We can get married, and no one has to know. We can have a ceremony whenever Noni and Red are ready. I’m about to put some babies in you, Bali. Real shit.”
“I’m with that. Let’s . . . oooohhh fuck . . . let’s do that shiiiiiit.”
My dick was touching her cervix and her soul. Finally, we would be one in God’s eyes, because we’dbeenone in mine.
CHAPTER 20
