“Honestly... with manners like yours, it’s a wonder.” My mama said.
“Come again?” Grey asked.
My mama sighed, “All I meant is that it’s no wonder the two of you get along. She doesn’t care about how she reflects on our family. And by the way you dress, you don’t care if you disrespect us all.”
Grey nodded, “Got it.”
I looked at Grey, took in a breath, and asked, “Remember what you promised me?”
He inhaled deeply, then let it out and nodded, “Yeah.”
“Let’s go then,” I said.
He winked, “Fucking gladly.”
He held his hand out to me and helped me stand. Then he pressed a kiss on my temple and glared at my family, “If you hadn’t disowned her, I would have had her disown all of you.”
“You can’t speak to me like that,” her father yelled.
Grey shot him with a look I never wanted pointed at me, “Another word out of your mouth, and I’ll cut your minuscule dick off and shove it down your throat.”
My father opened his mouth, Grey smirked as he reached around and pulled out his gun from the small of his back, then he handed it to me, “Safety’s on, baby girl.”
I nodded.
Once I took it, he reached around again and pulled out a knife.
Yes, a fucking knife.
A large knife.
Where the hell did that come from?
He started to stalk around the table toward my father.
My father, whose face went pale.
Then Grey got face-to-face with him, “Thank you for showing her what not to look for in a man. Cause it kept her available to find the right kind of man. And she found me. Remember this.”
Then he stood, stalked toward me as he replaced his knife, then took his gun from my hand and replaced it as well, and without a backward glance, we both left my parents’ house.
He looked at me once we were safely inside his truck, then he asked, “How the fuck are you so perfect after dealing with that shit?”
And that was when I gave him all my trust.
I told him about my eating disorder and the years I spent in therapy to get better.
And my man... my man had a tear that ran down the side of his cheek.
I leaned forward and kissed it away.
In the next breath, his hand was wrapped around the back of my neck as his lips slammed into mine.
And then he whispered, “Love the fuck out of you, baby girl.”
I smiled, “Love the fuck out of you too, honey.”
‘I licked it so it’s mine.’
