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When we came out here, I had dressed my daughter nicely in a Nike outfit with the matching shoes, and since I didn’t know shit about doing hair, Choc had fixed her hair up for me. My baby girl was nowhere near the same condition she was in hours ago when we go here. I could literally see everything her little ass had eaten on her shirt and her pink shorts. The new shoes that I’d bought her last night were filthy. All I could do was laugh and shake my head. I knew that after a good bath tonight, her ass was going to knock out, and that was really all that mattered.
“Yes, I really like her. She’s your girlfrriieennnddd?” my daughter sang the girlfriend word with a smile on her pretty little face.
“Something like that. Throw that ice cream out because you making a big ass mess,” I told her, and at the same time, Choc came out of the restroom.
She was using a paper towel to dry off her hands while scanning the area to see where we were. She didn’t have to look very long because, in a few seconds, Taniya had jumped up from her seat and rushed over to her then the two of them came my way. Watching Shae walk my way, I swear all I could think about was Trip and how foolish that nigga had to be to let something as beautiful as her walk away. Although Shae didn’t physically walk away from that nigga, him catching that murder charge was basically his way of losing her.
When I got Shae, I swore I wouldn’t do shit to put myself in the position to risk losing her. She was too fuckin’ perfect to do some shit like that. Shae was the girl that I had wanted ever since I first saw her. We were teenagers back then, and she was with Trip, so I couldn’t pursue her if I tried. In my opinion, Shae available. She had held that nigga down long enough, and now it was time for a nigga to hold her down, and that was going to be me. We were perfect for each other, man. Simply put, I just loved being around her.
Looking at the smile on my daughter’s face as she held Choc’s hand, damn near dragging her over to the table, proved that everything about this shit was right. I had two of my favorite girls with me at the same time, and to a nigga like me, this feeling was everything.
“A nice bath is calling my name. I feel so sticky and dirty. My feet are killing me too, and I’m so damn dizzy from getting on all of those rides,” Choc said as she came over and sat between my legs on the bench.
I was sitting on top of the table, allowing myself to feel somewhat of a breeze, but we were in Orlando and not too far away from summer, so it was honestly not that much of a breeze anyway.
Choc had her long hair pulled back into a low ponytail. She wore a black and green Nike sports bra with the matching tights and a Nike jacket wrapped around her waist. Her Nike shoes matched perfectly with her outfit. I saw nothing dirty or sticky about her ass. When she sat down, I swear I still smelled that fruity ass lotion and perfume that I watched her put on this morning in her room while she was getting ready.
“You want me to carry you to the car?” I asked.
“Hey! You’re supposed to carry me. My feet hurt too, Daddy,” my daughter jumped in and said.
I had no idea her little ass was even paying attention to us because she was a few feet away, playing with the bubbles that someone was outside blowing. Taniya knew damn well that her feet weren’t hurting because I’d been carrying her all day on my back or my neck. That was just her being spoiled as hell.
Shae laughed while she stood up and reached her hand out like she was helping me to get up. When I stood up from the table, my tall body towered over her small one. I pulled her into my arms, kissing the top of her head for a few seconds before the three of us walked to the car. Well, Shae and I walked. I had to carry Taniya.
A few hours later
“Your daughter is a mess! You know she made me braid her hair, right? She wanted me to read her a bedtime story, and I told her that I didn’t have any books on hand, so this little girl goes and gets my phone then maneuvered her way through it to download the Kindle app. She made me log in and everything then find a book so I could read it to her. She’s sleeping now, and I think I can have a few pulls of whatever it is you’re smoking on,” Jashae said when she came outside on the balcony where I was.
She and my daughter had already bathed, but I was waiting to take my shower. I was still in my clothes from earlier, finishing off this blunt and enjoying the view. I could tell that when she took a shower, she must have washed her hair because now her hair was damp, and it was curly. She wore pajamas, which really wasn’t nothing but a tank top and some shorts. She tried to sit in the chair next to me, but I patted my thigh, telling her to go ahead and sit on my lap.
“She gets that bossy shit from her mama. Taniya acts just like her damn mama. I don’t get on her about it, though, because she’s respectful with it. She loves for people to read to her at night. Since she’s been living with me, I done had to buy so many books from Barnes and Noble. It’s so crazy because most kids will take your phone and automatically start looking for games, but when Niya holds your phone, she goes straight to YouTube and starts looking for little channels where they read to you. My baby mama and I may not always see eye to eye on a whole bunch of other shit, but I’ll give her credit and say that she’s raising the fuck out of our child,” I said, and Shae shook her head.
“Yes, she’s so respectful and smart. She gives me baby fever when I’m around her, but maybe that’s just me missing my own baby,” she said sadly.
“I could use a few more myself. What you trying to do?” I asked, turning my head away from her to blow the smoke in the opposite direction of her face.
Shae looked at me like I was crazy before she burst out laughing. At the same time, my phone started buzzing on the end table that was outside on the balcony with us. I looked down at the screen and saw that Jabari was calling. I hadn’t talked to this silly ass nigga in a few days, which was the only reason I reached for the phone and proceeded to answer it.
“This nigga,” I mumbled and put the phone on speaker when I answered it.
“What’s good? I haven’t heard from your ass since a few days ago when you told me you were going to pop up on Mahogany. Let me find out your ass in love and shorty is taking up all your time,” I called out, and he laughed on the other end of the line.
“Fuck you, nigga! Your ass the one all the way in Orlando, all lovey-dovey with Shae and shit. I’m chilling, yo.”
I could hear the stress in his voice, and I knew my cousin well enough to know that something was going on with him.
“Why you calling me for if you chilling? You don’t ever call this late. What’s up?” I asked.
“How many days gotta go by
before it’s too late for shorty to take a Plan B?” he eventually asked.
I held the phone in my hand, looking down at it, and basically trying to see if this conversation was really about to happen. Granted, I done talked about some crazy shit with this nigga because Jabari was bat shit crazy, but damn, sometimes I was at least expecting him to spare a nigga with the shit that he chooses to talk to me about.
“Shit, I don’t know. Google the shit, nigga. You preach all that shit about wrapping your dick up every time you fuck, so why you worried about a Plan B?” I asked.
When it came to raw fuckin’, Jabari was worse than a teenage daughter of a pastor who wasn’t trying to get pregnant. That’s my cousin, and I was with him damn near three days out of the week, so I knew his ass kept a condom on him at all times. For him to slide in some shit raw, his silly ass had to be in love.
