Page 149 of Own It

“Nah, I mean you. I ain’t really got a say in what you choose to do I don’t think.”

Relaxing some now that I understood his angle, I replied, “We would become parents.” Smiling, he bobbed his head. Though I knew the answer from his reaction, I asked, “Is that what you’d want?”

“I fuck with intention. So if I’m nutting in you, there’s a reason. I know how babies are made, so if I would take issue with you having my baby, I wouldn’t put myself in a situation to knock you up.”

“Okay.” I simpered, kissing him again. “I love you.”

“I know.” He chuckled when I swatted him, telling me he loved me too as we kissed again.

“Are you fucking serious!” A woman’s voice bellowed seemingly over the entire club, snatching my attention away from Rakim.

I spotted LaMia, and thank God she was shooting daggers toward Ayan and Morgin, not this way. Of course, I wasn’t the least bit afraid of her, but at the moment, I was sitting on a dick, trying to figure how I could get up inconspicuously and clean myself, so she’d have the advantage. Not to mention my legs were absolutely no good.

“I told you we was done!” Ayan barked just as LaMia picked up a small glass flute and crashed it against Morgin’s head, dropping everyone’s jaws.

“You crazy bitch!” Morgin screeched in shock.

“LaMia!” Josias roared as Ayan looked on in horror while Morgin fought LaMia for her life.

Morgin had already experienced a setback because she was seated and had a little blood trickling down the side of her head from the glass. However, once she gained her footing, the ladies were fighting all over the VIP section, rolling to the middle of it and now right in front of where Rakim and I were seated. I couldn’t say who was winning because they both delivered landing punches, only Morgin’s looked to be a bit harder than LaMia’s.

Josias glanced at Rakim, having expected him to help, but my man was compromised right now, and I’d be damned if he hopped up to assist with his dick out.

As soon as the bouncer and Josias snatched Morgin from being atop LaMia, she hollered, “I’m pregnant, bitch! I shouldn’t even be fighting!”

Her words sent everyone but me into shock. I could even feel Rakim freeze momentarily behind me.

“Bitch!” LaMia climbed to her feet, ignoring her bloody nose and charged toward Morgin, but the bouncer caught her.

“Bitch, I thought I told you to get a muthafuckin’ abortion!” Ayan shouted, getting in her face and dwarfing her frame with his six-foot-five height.

“I know but⁠—”

“Ain’t no fucking but!” Ayan intercepted Morgin’s plea. I hated that I felt slight empathy for the ho. “Next time I see you, that womb better be empty, bitch!” He barked down in her face, causing Morgin to jump a bit, and I could feel Rakim tense like he wanted to say something, making me look over my shoulder at him to read his expression.

I kissed him.

“I love you!” I heard LaMia holler, grabbing my attention from my man for the second time tonight, and I was astounded to see her ass looking our way. Her eyes were peering past me though . . . at Rakim. “I regret leaving you every fucking day!” She wailed, still being detained by the bouncer. “If you would stop dealing drugs, I would be with you right now!”

The fact that she’d yelled such a thing about him dealing and in public told me this bitch was drunk but also forthright. But I didn’t care. I was ready to drag her ass all across this section, Rakim’s nut dripping down me in the process.

“You lame ass bitch!” Ayan charged toward LaMia, but Josias jumped in front of him.

“Chill out,” he said, keeping Ayan at bay since he kept trying to get around his little brother. He and Josias were only about an inch to two apart in height and quite close in weight, though, so it wasn’t easy for Ayan to get to LaMia. “I said chill the fuck out!” Josias shoved Ayan hard as hell, clearly irritated with his antics.

“Oh, so I should be coming at yo’ trader ass then, huh?” Ayan growled, jumping back in his brother’s face.

“Oh my gosh.” Mylo shook his head, looking to Rakim to see if he should attempt to intervene, but I could feel my man shake his head ‘no.’

I agreed. It was never good to obtrude when it came to siblings.

“Fuck you gon’ do? Beat her ass in front of all these fucking people and lose everything you worked for?” Josias didn’t back down, talking so closely in his brother’s face that they could’ve kissed. “Exactly! Calm yo’ ass down! You knew that bitch wasn’t over Rah that quickly! Don’t act fucking surprised!”

Ayan was too confounded to respond or react to his brother’s harsh words.

“Right!” LaMia somewhat slurred, and at that point, I’d had enough of her shit.

Just as I tried to get up, Rakim halted me. He removed himself from being inside of me slowly, causing me to wince a bit.