“Mama Alma, did y’all have fun gambling today?” I asked.
She rolled her eyes and shook her head. “Boy, you enticed this old man with the wrong thing. I’m glad that you’re retiring, because every time we make a trip to Vegas, he loses his mind.”
I chuckled. “Mama Alma, you do know the money he’s gambling is money I gave him. I would never let y’all spend your hard-earned money on this stuff,” I explained.
“I know, but it’s still foolish,” she stated, pouting.
“Mama Alma, Dove and Lo are taking you shopping tomorrow morning before our afternoon flight. What do you think about that?”’
She grinned widely at me and pointed her fork. “Now that . . . is a good way to spend money.”
We all laughed.
“Woman, you don’t need another handbag, pair of shoes, or a wig,” Papa Larry remarked.
“You don’t know what I’m going shopping for,” she retorted slyly to her husband. “It could be some lingerie.”
“Okay. Okay, that’s enough,” Wryn declared with a scowl as the rest of us laughed.
“Are you good, Dove?” Papa Larry asked.
“Yes, sir. Just contemplating the end of an era for my husband. I know that I haven’t been around long, but I know that he loves what he does,” Dove explained.
“Honey, that’s because part of it was therapeutic for him,” Mama Alma stated.
I leaned in and kissed Dove’s lips. “We’re gonna be fine, baby. Now that I’ve started therapy, I’ll still have a healthy way to deal with my anger and aggression. Besides, there’s the gym.”
She smiled brightly at me. “You’re right about that. I’m excited and can’t wait to see how that comes together for you.”
I had already bought the building that would house my gym. There were still things to handle like the design of the gym, to make sure the equipment was set up in a practical manner thatfunctioned well for its purpose, as well as what the decor would look like.
I hadn’t been by there in several weeks, because once I finished my last fight camp, I immediately returned here to Vegas for fight week so that I could participate in the interviews, open workouts to the public, the press conference, and weigh-ins. I hadn’t had time to look at the gym since I’d purchased it, but I was ready to get back and hit the ground running.
After the fight last night, we stayed in Vegas another day to attend a dinner concert featuring Jovi Noelle. When we learned she was performing in Vegas, we had to make sure we got tickets for Mama Alma, who was a big fan.
“Where are y’all heading now?” Wryn asked after we finished and all prepared to leave.
“These old folks are headed up to get some rest for the night,” Papa Larry declared, grabbing Mama Alma’s hand.
“I’m tired. Definitely need to get my rest, and I want my wife by my side,” I stated.
Dove smiled and leaned into me as I wrapped my arm around her.
“I’m going out to gamble some more and see what I can see on the strip,” Paloma declared.
“I’m going. No way in hell you’re going alone,” our big brother professed.
We all said our goodbyes as Paloma whined about not needing a babysitter, and I placed our foster parents in one car, while Dove and I climbed in another. The windows were tinted, and the partition was up to give us privacy from the driver.
“I was thinking that I might congratulate you on a battle well fought last night. I never got the chance to last night with all the parties we had to attend. I was exhausted,” Dove declared, climbing onto me as she unzipped her sequined shorts andslipped out of them. She wore no panties, and that made my dick harder than concrete.
“Fuck, girl. You been walking around like this all night?”
“Just for you,” she whispered, reaching in my pants and freeing my dick.
I gripped her hips and helped her settle on me. She was warm and wet as she slid down my erection. Everything about her and this moment was perfect.
“You’re so hot and tight,” I whispered.
