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“My day was cool. I did three recordings for audiobooks, trying my hand at that.”

“Oh yeah? You gon’ have to let me hear it.”

I smiled at him then got utensils for us to eat with and bottles of water. “How was your day?” I asked him.

“It was cool. I went to the gym and inquired about boxing.”

I frowned slightly. “You wanna teach?”

“Yeah, something like that.”

“That’s cool.”

“Yeah. I need something to do with my time besides wearing you the fuck out. I can see you’re tired. I just…”

He bit his bottom lip as he stared at me. “I wanna live inside that hot, wet shit.”

My head dropped back slightly as I thought about how his dick rocked me to sleep last night. Joel stood from his seat as I stared at him. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you wanted me to grace those walls anyway.”

He gripped my neck, causing my head to fall back even more. I swore I almost came on myself. He slid his hand inside my pants and teased my pussy with his touch. “Mm. I’ll get at this hot shit later then.”

I was quiet as hell. My body was tired, but damn if I didn’t crave him inside of me at every waking moment. Grabbing my hand, he led me back to my seat. I blessed our food, and we began eating in silence. I honestly didn’t want to talk. I knew my exhaustion had a lot to do with my sleepless nights as well. My nightmares had cranked back up, and once I woke up, I couldn’t go back to sleep.

“You okay, baby?”

I swore the way he called me baby drove me insane. That strong Houston twang was one of the things that first attracted me. His voice was nice as hell, especially when he was talking low in my ear. The shit was damn near melodic. He talked somewhat slow, but it was so sexy.

I glanced at him. “Yeah. Why?”

“You’re quiet. Just because we haven’t been around each other a lot yet don’t mean I don’t peep shit. I’m good at peeping shit.”

“I know. I just… ugh! That shit been haunting my dreams, so I’ve been tired.”

He nodded. “You think if you have a change of environment, that may help?”

My eyebrows lifted slightly. “I don’t know. I never thought about that.”

“You wanna try?”

“I’m down for that,” I said then kissed his lips. “I appreciate you for helping me through this.”

“Man, quit tripping.”

His phone started ringing, so he took it from his pocket. He frowned then answered. “Hello…? Naw. I got a girl now… Yeah.”

He ended the call. I tried to act unbothered like I didn’t hear a thing. “I been putting bitches in their place. They gotta chill out now. You done snatched a nigga from the streets.”

I almost choked on my food. “You’re crazy. You telling me you had community dick?”

“Shiiiiid… I was in everybody fucking community, not just mine. I had worldwide dick. You should remember that shit.”

I rolled my eyes at his foolishness. “As long as it’s clean, I don’t give a fuck. It belongs to me now.”

“Hell yeah. It’s clean and all yours.”

I slowly shook my head and continued to eat. His phone rang again. “Damn. I’m in high demand tonight.”

After answering, he showed me that it was Jungle, then he got up and went outside to take the call. I wasn’t sure what they had to talk about that he couldn’t talk about in front of me, but I knew it wasn’t anything shady. Jungle was so devoted to Chelsea. It was beautiful to watch a former kingpin damn near worship his queen in front of an audience.

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