Josie came back to tell us to buckle our seatbelts again because we would be landing soon. Suddenly, my heart rate picked up, and I damn near felt like the others could hear it thumping in my chest. My mind shifted to the upcoming meeting with the husband and wife.
What if they changed their minds when they saw me? What if their families judged me? They would probably look at me like I was some desperate woman who would do anything for money. Did I make a mistake coming here?
“Ms. Heart? Ms. Heart?” Josie tried to get my attention, interrupting my negative thoughts. “Are you okay?”
The look of concern on her face forced me to get myself together and straighten up. “Yes, Josie. I’m okay.” The last thing I wanted was to give these people a reason to report back to the family that there was an unstable woman carrying their child. From the looks of it, the couple had everyone on payroll, so there was no telling.
I inhaled deeply as the jet descended.Ember, calm down. You’ll be okay. Everything will be alright.
When the tires made contact with the pavement, Rhema’s head bounced slightly, causing her to stir awake.
“Hey, baby girl. We just landed.”
She perked up, leaned closer to the window, and looked out at the tropical surroundings. I ran my hand over the back of her head, smoothing down her curly ponytail.
Once we were parked, I thanked the entire team and stood up to stretch my legs. Rhema and I were escorted off the jet and guided to a big-body, matte black truck. This time, the driverwas a pretty Black woman whose skin reminded me of a warm cup of hot chocolate. She flashed us her pearly whites as we walked up.
“Welcome to Miami, Ms. Heart,” she greeted.
I gave her a warm smile. “Thank you.”
“And what’s your name, sweetie?” She leaned down to Rhema’s eye level.
“Hi, I’m Rhema.”
“Such a pretty name. Nice to meet you both. I’m Africa, and I’ll be your driver during your stay in Miami.”
“Nice to meet you as well, Africa.”
We waved a final goodbye to our flight team and got into the truck.
Our destination was unknown, but with the extent the couple had gone so far, I figured we would be okay, and there was nothing to worry about. Like Amara said, it did seem like we were indeed in good hands.
CHAPTER 30
SAJE
“Yo, what the fuck is wrong with you, Saje?” Reason looked at me like I was a stranger. “Every night I’ve been diggin’ out that pussy, suckin’ that clit, and giving yo’ hot and cold ass heart all that you desire, and that ain’t enough! Yo’ ass still ain’t satisfied.”
I had just gotten done getting under his skin, just like he had gotten under mine. His excitement about this gender reveal irked my soul. All day, Reason went back and forth with talking about the surrogate bitch and the baby. My ears were on fire from hearing about them, and I was over it. I snapped and yelled at his ass to shut the hell up, which caught him completely off guard. Now, I was paying the consequences.
“Reason, what are you rambling about now?” I looked at my nails, giving him the impression that what he was saying was unimportant.
“Rambling?” He squinted and moved closer to me. “Have you lost your mind? I ain’t tip toeing or sugarcoating nothing else to save your feelings anymore. That shit is dead.” I watched as his chest heaved up and down. “Saje, I don’t know what the fuck you been on, but you need to check that shit quick,” he fumed as I continued to play along like I had no clue what I’d done.
I knew exactly what I was doing. One minute, I made Reason feel like I was on board with his stupid ass decision. Then, I flipped the switch whenever I felt the pressure about what was coming. This was all his fault, so I made sure to make him feel my wrath in my own little way. Call me crazy, but this was the only way I could make him pay since telling him the truth was not an option.
“Reason, look…” I chose my words carefully in order not to rile him up any more. “My emotions are all over the place, my love.”
“Nah, fuck that! You can’t keep acting like this and then cry wolf when I get mad. I ain’t yo’ plaything. So, what the fuck is really up?”
Shit, I wasn’t expecting this.I for sure thought I had Reason wrapped around my finger. I had to find my way out of this fast before things escalated.
Doing what I do best, I slowly invaded his space and leaned up on the tip of my toes to lick inside his inner earlobe.
“Get the fuck off me, Saje.” Reason gripped my shoulders and peeled me off him. This was something else I wasn’t expecting. This nigga always caved in whenmypussy or mouth was involved. “Sex ain’t gon’ cut it this time. Either you speak yo’ truth and tell me what’s really wrong with you, or this muthafuckin’ conversation is done.”
My pussy creamed in my panties, and my heart pounded. How could him being so upset scare me and make me want to fuck him at the same time? This shit was insane. If sex wouldn’t get me out of this, what would? Maybe he needed some space, because he wasn’t getting the truth out of me now or ever.
