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“You wanna throw that husband card in there so damn bad!”

He laughed. “I don’t have to hide it anymore, so yeah, I’m about to over fucking do it.” He grabbed my hand and kissed it. “It’s nice to see my ring on your finger.”

I pulled my hand away and flexed my fingers. “I guess it grew on me.”

“The trees that grew the paper to make the money that bought you that ring grew faster than you.”

“I’m here now, nigga.”

“I mean, it’s nice to finally be claimed. Real shit, I’ve been dying to my wife a nigga to death like your brothers.”

I laughed. “They do go overboard with that. Niggas fell in love, and it became their entire world.” I twiddled my fingers as I looked away from him. “I get it. You know. . . loving somebody more than you love yourself. Caring for them. Protecting them. Building a life with them you never even knew you wanted.”

I finally looked over at him as we came to a stoplight.

“I, um, I think I want that. Not their version of love, but ours. On our own terms. I’ve been thinking a lot about it, and I want us to be happy and healthy, Titan. Losing Eden made me realize how short life is. It can be taken from you in an instant; we lost our biggest blessing because we couldn’t get it right.”

My voice cracked, and tears rushed to my eyes.

“More than anything, I want to get it right.”

He leaned over and cupped my face. “We will. I promise.”

Pulling me to him, he sealed that promise with a kiss to my lips. It quickly turned hot and heavy until the car behind us started blaring their horns. We parted to see that the light had turned green. The asshole behind us was damn near stomping on the horn like an idiot.

“Hold her for a minute,” I said, passing Bleu over.

“Where you going?” he asked as I opened the door.

“I’ll be right back.”

Hopping out the car, I walked to the car behind us. The window rolled down, and a woman looked at me with anger in her eyes.

“Don’t you see the fucking light?” she spat.

“I’m sorry, are we holding you up?”

“Yeah, kinda. People have places to be. We don’t have time to sit through a green light while you kiss your little boyfriend.”

“I was actually kissing my husband. If I wanted to, I’d sit at this fucking light and make him eat my pussy and you know what, there ain’t shit you can do about it. Blow that horn again and you’re gonna be swallowing that muthafucka.”

She glared at me. Clearly, she had no idea that she wasn’t safe because the bitch blew the horn again. I chuckled, and to anybody who knew me, that would have meant to watch themselves. Before she could blink, I reached into the car, grabbed her by her hair, and slammed her face into the steering wheel.

“Bitch, I just left a therapy session where I was told not to resort to violence, your stupid ass is making me resort to violence!” I slammed her head again. “Blow that muthafucking horn again. I dare you.”

When I released her, her nose was bloody and there was a big ass knot on her forehead.

“Keep getting road rage and you’ll keep running into bitches like me that will fuck you up.”

She held her face, tears spilling from her eyes as I walked away. I climbed back into the car to find Titan’s eyes on me. He shook his head as he pulled off from the scene.

With a chuckle, he said, “So much for therapy.”

“Can I just say it’s nice to have you here?” Shar said.

We were sitting in her living room sipping mocktails because she refused to let us drink if she couldn’t. Since Romi seemed to stay pregnant, she was right on board with this shit. Since Smoke couldn’t stay off her, she could very well be pregnant and didn’t want to take any chances. Jaeda was pregnant and wasn’t a heavy drinker anyway, so she didn’t care. It was just me, Renay, Dinah, Salima, and Kaylynn who were sitting here salty as hell.

The kids were in the playroom across the hall fucking some shit up. Hopefully not each other. They were so loud with their yelling and laughing.