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It was Sunday morning, and Toya and I were on our way to my grandma’s house to have breakfast. Lucky for us, things had gotten back to the way the old Dre and Toya used to be. Of course we bickered here and there, but the shit wasn’t to the extreme. I could finally say that I had my old Toya back, and this was the lady that I had fallen in love with. I often found myself popping up on her while she was at work because it was something about watching my baby as she stood at the head of the table conducting business, being the head bitch in charge.
I’m sorry, but that’s what a bad bitch was to me. Any bitch could go out to the club, throw on a tight dress, have a 26-inch weave, have face beat to the gods, and a pair of red bottoms on their feet. But and bitch couldn’t run her own business and run it well, wake up every morning at 8 o’clock on the dot, and still find the time to cook and fuck for her man. Shit was sexy as fuck to me.
“I can’t wait until we get there. Grandma’s blueberry pancakes be the shit,” Toya said as she looked ov
er at me from the passenger seat.
Speaking of fuckin’ blueberry, her ass had become best damn friends with that shit lately. Blueberry pancakes, blueberries in her breakfast smoothies, and not to mention all them damn blueberry muffins her ass kept buying from Publix. I looked over at Toya and if I said it before, I’ll say it again, this woman was so fuckin’ beautiful, but it’s like her beauty was on another level this morning and she didn’t even have on makeup because I watched her ass get ready. All she had on was my favorite lipstick that I love to see her wear from MAC. I don’t know the color but it was some light colored pink. I paid attention to everything her ass wore so when I went to the mall to pick me up something, I could easily get her something too without worrying about whether she’ll like it or not.
“Why you been fuckin’ with all these blueberries and shit lately?” I asked her, looking down at her as she played around on her phone.
“Damn, I can’t like blueberries, Diandre?” she asked, placing her phone in her lap and turning to look at me.
There she goes again with them damn gray eyes. I looked at those hickies that I had planted on her neck which looked like damn bruises. I’m not even going to lie; a nigga be handling his business in the bedroom.
I threw both of my hands up in surrender and continued the drive to my grandma’s house. Five minutes later, we pulled up into the driveway and I shut the car off and got out. I went around to Toya’s side and opened the door for her. She stepped out, sporting a denim shirt, which she had the top two buttons undone and it was tucked into a navy blue high waist skirt. She had her long hair in her signature part down the middle, but instead of the usual curly hair, she had it straight. Her feet were in a pair of blue Steve Madden heels and a blue Chanel hung over the shoulder that I had bought for her with the money from that night I beat Quan’s and Quay’s ass in Madden. Five thousand dollars apiece from both of them niggas, and I spent all of that money on this beautiful woman standing before me. She was worth so much more though.
After helping her out of the car, I walked behind her and I just couldn’t keep my eyes off her ass. Yes, usually I’m a creep when it came down to my woman, but I literally could not help myself right now even if I wanted to. It was something about those long ass legs in these heels and this skirt.
“Damn, T, why you had to wear this skirt, man?” I asked as I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist. “Look at what the fuck you doing to my dick, man.” I took her hand and brought it toward my dick.
“Damn, I thought I handled that this morning,” she said and squeezed my shit. “As soon as we eat breakfast and spend some time with Grandma, and then you take me shopping like you promised you would, I’ll handle him, baby. Until then, I am starving,” she said and turned around to kiss my lips.
I sucked my teeth because I forgot I had told her ass this morning in the middle of sex that I would take her to Bal Harbor. I had to stop promising Toya’s ass shit while we were fuckin’ because I owed her ass a damn chinchilla coat, a trip to Cuba, and some other shit that I couldn’t remember. Good pussy will have your ass damn near trying to sell your soul to your girl.
We were engaged in a full, blown out kissing session, and the way she was moaning against my lips, I wanted so badly to take her ass to the car. Shit, all I needed was two fuckin’ minutes! Just two!
“And good morning to you too,” my grandma said, opening up the door and smiling at both of us.
Toya quickly pushed me away from her, wiped her mouth and then mine, and turned around to face my grandmother.
‘Hey, Grandma,” she said, shyly.
“No need to act shy now. I done already seen it all,” my grandma said, pulling Toya in for a hug and then kissing her cheek.
She did the same with me, and we all walked into the house to eat. When we walked in the dining room, the table was filled with blueberry pancakes, Garcia sausages, cheese eggs, grits, and bacon. My mouth watered as I looked at all the mouthwatering food on the table.
“I’m going to go and watch my hands,” Toya said.
I turned to follow her, but she shook her head no and placed her hand on my chest.
“Girl, ain’t nobody about to fuck with your ass,” I said, slapping her ass hard as hell and letting her lead the way.
“Dre, leave that damn girl alone,” my grandma fussed and I laughed.
After we finished washing our hands, we made our way back to the table and took our seats. My grandma said the prayer and when she finished, I went to work putting some of everything on my plate. Shit, breakfast was my favorite meal after Toya. When I finished fixing my plate, I went ham on my shit.
“So, Toya, how is the job going?” my grandma asked Toya, who was stuffing her face with pancakes. When she swallowed, she began to speak.
“It’s perfect. At first I was a little discouraged, being that my employees are older than me and have a little bit more experience than I do, but I got over that really quick. As far as being out there in the field, I love it. I didn’t want it to be where I’m at the office all the time, so usually on Thursdays and Fridays, I’ll show a house since that’s the busiest days,” Toya said.
“That’s good. I’m happy to hear that you are enjoying it. What about you, my handsome grandson? What have you got going on?” she asked me, as she cut through her pancakes.
“Well, you know me, Mama. Just out here trying to keep hustling, working on finishing up my first album,” I said as I ate my food.
“And I support you with that one hundred percent. Better than me having to stay up all night, praying for you, making sure you out here being careful. I finally have a peace of mind,” she preached.
I don’t know how many times a nigga done heard this speech before. I just nodded my head because I didn’t want to come off as disrespectful.
