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I was eavesdropping that day when we were over his mama’s house. I heard him admit to his mama that he wasn’t seeing anyone, and he wasn’t interested in settling down, so this bitch had to be someone he just met. That shit crushed me because how the fuck was he comfortable enough to kiss somebody that he didn’t even know? I had to fuckin’ get interrogated on whether or not I ate pork and a whole bunch of other shit before he kissed me.
I knew Roheem wouldn’t lie to me. Any tea that my cousin had ever given me has always been straight facts.
“Cousin, I will be a fly on the fuckin’ wall to watch them fuck. He going to fuck her lil ass something crazy and—”
“Alright, Roheem! Damn! Send me the pictures. I want to see if I know this bitch,” I yelled, cutting him off.
“I know the same people you know! You don’t know her. She looks like a good girl. I’m not going over there and taking a picture of her, for your crazy ass baby daddy to put his hands on me. If he is serious about her like that, boo, then you’ll have the luxury of seeing her in person. I’m getting off at midnight. You want me to bring you a plate?” he asked, changing the subject.
“No. I ate. Call me when you get off,” I told him, and then I hung up the phone.
I flopped down on the bed, crashing my head against the pillows. The thought of Billion parlaying around with a bitch angered me. I just knew that he and I would have our chance again. I wasn’t about to even sit my dumb ass up there and cry because while I would be crying, he would still be laughing and shit in that bitch’s face. No way was I going to give him that much satisfaction.
After about five minutes, I picked up my laptop off the dresser then went into my nightstand and pulled out my stash of weed with some wraps and my bedazzled lighter. I had a balcony in my room, so I went out there with it. It was big enough for me to have a nice amount of patio furniture, so I took a seat in one of the chairs and placed the laptop on the table while I rolled my blunt.
Once I had a perfect blunt rolled, I lit it and put my laptop in my lap. Logging onto my site, I smiled as I looked at the hundreds of orders that I had gotten just from today alone. I had a promotion going on for a free frontal with the purchase of any three bundles. The customers had eaten this lil’ sale up. Tomorrow, I would be in the house all morning with Roheem, packing up and shipping out orders. Tomorrow was Friday, which was his only off day from work and school, so he would usually come over and give me a hand with things. I loved my cousin for helping me out because he had his own thing going on, but he still found room to squeeze me in.
I puffed on the blunt and looked over orders for almost an hour. This nigga had me stressing so much that I ended up going through two blunts.
“I’
m about to go open the door for Dad. He just knocked,” Lil Bill came into the room and told me.
I looked behind me, just to make sure that his little butt had bathed, and he had. His red Supreme do0-rag was on his head, and he wore a pair of polo pajama bottoms with his Gucci house shoes that I’d gotten him a few weeks ago. He eventually closed the balcony sliding door back, and I could hear him as he took off out of the room and down the stairs to open the door for his dad.
I was going to try not to say anything about the bitch that Billion was out with tonight, although I knew that shit was going to be very hard. To keep myself from saying anything, I was just going to stay on the balcony and start the labels, so they would be ready for me to print out tomorrow when I got to my office. I lived in a three-bedroom home, and the extra bedroom was for my office. Once I found the perfect location to run my business from, I would no longer have to do this shit at home.
I was outside for about another hour, enjoying the little breeze that Miami had tonight, when all of a sudden, the balcony door opened again. I could see the reflection of who it was on my computer screen. It was Billion coming out there with me. My legs were tucked under me, and my laptop rested in my lap. I looked to the left of me and saw him standing there.
I could act like I hated the nigga all I wanted, but I could never deny how fine he was. This gray Nike sweatsuit was just doing it for me. The hat, the sneakers, the beard, the chain… I just couldn’t. I was going to fuck around and get lost in this nigga, so I put my eyes back on my screen, but I had to say something first. I know I said that I wouldn’t say anything, but I just had to because I could smell that bitch on him!
“You smell like a bitch! A reallllll expensive bitch,” I said, knowing the scent of Chanel Coco Mademoiselle from a mile away.
This had to be some uppity bitch that he was fuckin’ with because only classy hoes wore that kind of perfume. Most bitches I knew did the buy three get three free at Bath & Body Works.
“She worth a cute lil penny,” his stupid ass said, trying to be funny.
I clicked hard on my laptop and swerved my head in his direction.
“I’ll kill that hoe!” I told him in all seriousness. I watched the way his face hardened as he looked down at me.
“Ay, watch your fuckin’ mouth, yo’! You ain’t ever try to go after no bitch that I ever fucked with in the past, so don’t start talking crazy now. I already know your punk ass cousin called you and ran his fuckin’ mouth about who I was with. Tell that nigga to stay out of my fuckin’ business!” he spat before going over to one of the chairs and taking a seat. He then put one of his legs up on the table.
“That’s because any other bitch that you ever fucked with in the past was just that… a bitch that you were fuckin’ with! You kissing on this bitch while you out in public. How well do you even know that hoe, Billionaire?” I shot up from the chair that I was sitting in and got in front of him.
I made sure that I had my pussy all in his face, and like the dog ass nigga he was, he looked at it. I grabbed his hand and put it right on my pussy, making him cuff it.
“Nigga, I made you a father! I gave you the son you told me you always wanted! I been here before the money started kicking in. What bitch are you going to meet that’s going to out step me? You know them bitches won’t be able to fuck you like I can, love you like I do, and hold you down. Why the fuck are you even doing this? You know that home is with me. With me and our son!” I spat because I was angry that we even had to have this conversation and that he didn’t see the picture.
“That’s the thing, Nesha, I ain’t looking for no bitch to hold me down. I’m trying to change myself. I know what the fuck comes with being with you, and I ain’t going back down that road. I see you doing your hair business shit, and I’m proud of you for doing that. I’m rooting for yo’ motha fuckin’ ass. Ima always love you. You right, you made me a father, and you gave me that beautiful ass son back there, who Ima always do right by, but me and you can’t be together, and you know it. You know that shit, Nesha. You don’t fuckin’ listen, and you talk to a nigga like you fuckin’ crazy. I’m good,” he told me but hadn’t let go of my pussy yet.
I was standing in front of him, wearing just a pair of tights. My camel toe was looking at him more than I was. I was in a tank top, wearing no bra, and because his hand was still cuffing my pussy, my nipples were hard. I’d just gotten my hair styled today, so I knew I looked good. I moved his hand and slid down on his lap. He was trying to get me to move, but I wouldn’t.
“I’ll listen this time, daddy. Ima watch the shit that I say to you. Come on,” I said, leaning in closer and kissing him on his neck. I got mad because I could still smell that bitch on him, but I didn’t act on my feelings.
“Nah. We ain’t doing this. Raise up, ma. Let me go and kiss my son goodnight, and then I’m out,” he said, tapping me on my ass.
“If you going to leave me for good, then at least fuck me one last time. Come on, daddy. At least give me a goodbye fuck,” I purred with my hands on the bottom of my tank top, ready to pull it off.
