Curious, I asked, “You miss him?”
“I used to, but not anymore. He’s more like a footnote in my life than a father.”
“I’m sorry.”
“It’s not your fault.”
“No, but I hate to think of anyone hurting you.”
“No one can promise a life free of pain.”
“Tell me about it.” Gripping her chin in my hand, I kissed her. “Question.”
She rubbed her lip gloss off my mouth. “What?”
I picked her up and sat her on my lap. “What does all this mean for us?”
Straddling my legs, she cupped my face in her tiny palms. “What do you want it to mean?”
I swept my hands up her thighs, wrapped my arms around her, and gripped her ass. “Are you going to leave me, too?”
Tilting her head, she searched my eyes. “Why would I leave you?”
“Because everything is going to change.”
“Things change. I can’t say what will happen in the future between us, but I do like being with you. I like the way I feel when you’re around.”
I smirked. “Is that so?”
Beaming, she brushed her lips over mine. “Don’t let it go to your head, nigga.”
I cracked up, resting my forehead against her mouth. “I won’t.”
She kissed my brow, trailed her fingers over my scalp. “Either way, I’ll be here for you.”
I looked at her then. “Promise?”
“Now wait a minute. I’m not promising that we’re going to walk into the hot sunset together, but I’m here right now.”
I slipped my hands under her shorts, pressing my thumb against her clit. Her head fell back on a sigh. “Does that mean you’ll change some diapers?”
She giggled. “Diapers? I think you need to pay me to do that. Double for the shitty ones. And you should probably hire a nanny.”
Dallas had already sent me a list of names. “Already on it,” I told her, placing a line of kisses from her chin to the low v in her T-shirt.
Slowly, she rolled her hips, brushing against my growing erection. But before I could lift her shirt up and off, she gasped. “Shit, Asa,” she whisper-yelled.
“What?”
She pointed at the door. “No. My mother is on the other side of the door. Your parents and your siblings are eating barbecue.”
I smiled. “Did I just imagine you rubbing yourself against my dick?”
Gaping, she smacked me. “Reflex.”
When she started to climb off my lap, I flipped her on her back and kissed the tip of her nose. “I can be quiet.”
“I can’t.”
