“I don’t need you to explain how you had my best friend folded up like a pretzel. I saw it.”
“You do because it wasn’t what it seemed. She kept using the fact that we had a baby together against me. If I didn’t keep fucking her. She was going to tell you about our son.”
“So instead of just telling me yourself, you decide to keep fucking her? Like pussy is a fucking punishment! You must think I’m stupid!”
“Na Snow. I don’t think you’re stupid. I’m sorry ma. I never meant to hurt you.”
“You did more than that. You broke me.”
“And I’m trying to fix you. . this. .us.” He said as he stepped toward me. His hand ran down my face. His thumb caught the stray tears as he rubbed my cheek. “I love you, Snow, and I need you home. We ain’t even got to sleep together. You can have the bedroom, and I’ll take the couch.”
“And where is your son going to sleep?”
“Snow. Don’t do that. I’m begging you.”
“And I’m begging you to leave.”
“I can’t. You’re my heart, Snow. Always have been.” He kissed me. It was a small peck, just enough to test the waters and gauge my reaction. When an argument didn’t follow, he kissedme again. This time it was a little longer, a little more desperate. “Say you love me,” he said between our lips. His hand ran up my thigh. “I need to hear it.”
“I can’t.”
“Snow.” He sighed as he squeezed my thigh.
“So, can I have this, one last time?” He asked as he ran his finger down my sex.
“Like a goodbye?” I asked.
“Yeah.” He said as he trailed kisses along my jawline.
“Ok,” I said.
“You really moved on?” He asked.
I nodded.
“Oh yeah?” He asked as he pushed a finger inside me. “It doesn’t feel like it.” He smirked. “This shit feels like it’s still mine. And this mother fucker feels like it misses me.” He said as he added another finger.
“This doesn’t fix anything. This doesn’t mean anything,” I said as his finger pushed in and out of my wetness.
“I know.” He said as he released his dick from his sweatpants. I was already dripping with anticipation when he picked me up.
My body rested in the crook of his arms. He slowly eased me onto him. I was just about to meet with his hard thrust when I fell on the floor. This nigga fucking dropped me!
“Fuck I’m so sorry, babe,” Royal said as he helped me to my feet.
“It’s ok, Royal, just go,” I said as I fixed my towel.
“Go? We didn’t even finish talking.”
“You didn’t, but I did,” I said as I rubbed my sore ass. The fall knocked the sense right back into me. “Don’t come back here, Royal. We are done.”
“You can’t just throw away the last year.”
“You’re right. I couldn’t, but you did.”
“So, there’s nothing I can do to fix this?”
“Nope.”
