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“Even dick appointments?” She smiled so damn fast and when he delivered a death stare her smile expanded.
“Cali, don’t make me curse you the fuck out. My dick is perfectly capable of providing, so an alternative will never be required.”
She laughed and leaned across the seat, planting a quick kiss to his mouth. “Your dick is the only one I’m scheduling.”
After she settled back into her seat, she turned toward the window again. “Thank you for sharing your mother with me.”
“You’re welcome.”
FIFTEEN
War thought long and hard about leaving reminders of Cali’s pussy on his face but he wouldn’t bring her into his bullshit that way. That meant not taking a life with her essence lingering. There was no guarantee murder was how his night would end but his gut held firm on what he could expect.
J’No killed Merritt. Now War was going to return the favor and take his life. The only unknown was whether or not he would have to carry the guilt of making JoJo an orphan. Technically he wouldn’t be, because if killing Neece was required, War would be the man in JoJo’s life. The person he could look up to, depend on, and be loved by. A de facto parent.
War prayed Cali would be willing to play a role in JoJo’s life as well but if she refused, he would make it work. She no longer had the privilege of denying him. That was a non-fucking-negotiable.
By the time he scrubbed his face clean, Cali was behind him turning on the shower. He watched her through the mirror until she pulled the t-shirt over her head, the only thing he left on her body before he stripped her lower half and buried his face in her pussy.
She dropped it on the floor then stepped into the small glass enclosure and War turned, leaning against the counter with his arms locked over his chest, admiring the body he was now addicted to.
“You don’t have to just watch. You can participate,” she said, lathering up until the heady scent of mango body wash filled the bathroom.
“I would but I have something I need to do.”
He watched her brows pinch when she turned her head to him. “You’re coming back?”
“You want me to?” He smirked, allowing his eyes to trail every inch of her body.
“Yes.”
“Then I’ll be back.”
“You promise?”
“Yeah, man, I promise.”
Cali tensed and her mind shifted to a memory she wished hadn’t surfaced.
“You coming back?”
“I’mma try, but if I don’t just know you gon’ be good.”
“Merritt…” She glared while he stood in the doorway of her bedroom. Seeing the frown on her face, he crossed the room, leaned over the bed, and kissed her.
“I can’t make you those type of promises, Cali. How many times I gotta tell you that?”
“Hey, what you thinking?”
When she looked at War again, his expression was hard, almost dangerous. “Nothing.”
“That wasn’t nothing, Cali, you looked upset. Like you wanted to fucking cry. What were you thinking?”
“I just want you to come back, okay?”
He didn’t believe her, but he also wouldn’t push. Instead he pulled open the door, gently tugging her arm until she was close enough for him to reach without getting hit by the heavy spray. He kissed her cheek, her mouth, then her forehead. “I’mma see you in a few hours, aight?”
She nodded at the same time his phone received a text. He dug it out his pocket and read the message on screen.
