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“It ain’t bullshit, Twinkle. You call it bullshit, but I just look at it as me waiting for the perfect timing. The season is over, but pretty soon, we about to start back with training and shit. It was more so me having a conversation with myself and questioning whether I was ready to take on somebody, like on some serious shit because. With my career, it’s going to be some times when I’m gone from home for like a week at a time. A lot of late nights and early mornings.
“You was with a street nigga, so in a way, I know you’re already used to dealing with that, but when I came and got you, I wanted to step to you on some good shit. At the same time, I don’t know when Ima retire from this shit. I ain’t even thirty yet, and I feel like I got a good ten years left in me to play ball. I know I hurt you in the past, Twinkle. I’ll apologize for that shit for the rest of my life if I have to. Give a nigga a chance.
“I’m not sure what made you leave Miami for the weekend and let me between your legs, but I know you. I know you solid as fuck to the ones you love, so for us to fuck, that gotta mean you over that nigga. Are you? And if so, what you think about giving me another chance? If you ain’t ready for this shit, say that, and I’ll respect it. If you feel like it really ain’t no coming back from the shit that I did to you, say that, so I know to stop holding on to hope of you being my dream girl and the woman that I’m supposed to end up with,” he said.
I released a sigh at his words and laid my head on his chest, no longer looking him in his eyes.
“Truth, I’m coming out of a long relationship. I’ve been pregnant by Monterius twice. The first time, I chose to have an abortion, and the second time, I miscarried. The miscarriage just happened this year, so in a way, I’m still battling with that. We talking about somebody who’s been in my life for years, somebody who I lived with and really thought that I was going to marry.
“You and him are the only two men in my life that I’ve ever been sexually active with. For me to come out to L.A. and have sex with you, yes, in a way, it proves that I’m done with him, but it also proves that I’m hella vulnerable and that I just needed this time to let loose. I’ll always love Monterius. There’s a woman going around saying that she’s carrying his baby, and she’s due pretty soon. I—”
“And if the baby ain’t his, you willing to go back? Man, that nigga should have never put you in no fuckin’ position like that anyway! His baby or not, that shit is enough to tell that nigga to step!” Truth told me. His jaw muscles flexed when he snapped on me, and no lie, that shit was sexy, but at the same time, this nigga wasn’t about to be sitting up here yelling at me.
“Well, nigga, if you never fuckin’ left, then I wouldn’t have been in this situation in the first place! Whether the baby is his or not, I’m done with him! I just need you to know that I need time to figure out what you and I are going to do. I just got out of one relationship, and I just don’t want to hop back into something so soon. We have a lot of things to figure out. You’re all the way in L.A., and I’m in Miami. You know I ain’t leaving my city,” I told him.
“That’s the least of my worries, Twinkle. If daddy says come home, you coming the fuck home,” he said, and then he slapped my thigh.
I laughed at him and rolled my eyes.
“You think you got it like that, nigga? Home for me is Miami,” I said, then reached up and poked one of his dimples because it was flashing at me as he sat back and smiled.
“I know I got it like that, ma. I stepped to you tonight at the club. I told you to come with daddy, and look where the fuck you at. You bounced around on my dick for an hour straight, ma. The proof shows that I got it like that,” he cockily told me.
“I was horny, that’s all.”
“Convince yourself of that all you want, but you only fooling yourself because I know you. You could have been horny, and another nigga approached you, and you still wouldn’t have gone home with him. I know the type of woman you are,” he told me.
I sat up in his lap, moving the covers, and I kissed him one time on his lips.
“Let me bounce around on it some more,” I told him, feeling myself getting hot again.
“Pull him out. That’s yo’ shit anyway,” he told me as he lay back in the chair.
I was going to take this nigga on the ride of a lifetime.
“Heyyyy, fat daddy. Hey auntie mannnn,” I cooed at my handsome nephew as I held his little chubby body in my hands.
I came over to visit him and my sister this afternoon before I left for New York. The New York trip was not one I looked forward to for two reasons. One, I didn’t feel like being in that cold air, and two, I didn’t want to leave my man behind. Billion couldn’t come because he was in the middle of working on so many open projects. Plus, I was going to New York on business, and the time I would have with him would be very limited. The convention I was going up there for would take up most of my time, so it wasn’t like he and I could escape and do some things for our pleasure. On top of that, his kids were on spring break, and I would much rather he stay with his kids than come to New York with me.
Although little Khari had already decided that she would spend her whole spring break at the hospital with her mother, Billion still had his son, who I was sure would want to do something nice for his spring break. Denim and I got off on the wrong foot, but I still kept her in my prayers every morning and night. What happened to her was awful. The only good thing that came out of all this was the fact that her child’s father had been caught. The story had been reported on the news since it happened, and they weren’t just charging him with domestic violence, they were hitting him with so many other charges as well.
The apartment that they picked him up at was a stash house for drugs, so drug charges were placed against him. The biggest charge of them all was a double murder. What’s so crazy about this whole thing was that people (more than likely his friends) were calling into the police station and providing all this information. Because there was money involved from the cops, people more than likely thought that if they aired out all this man’s dirty secrets, they would get more money. These people were talking about missing bodies that they knew where they were stored and everything. If the things they were accusing this man of were true, then I knew that he wouldn’t be getting out of that jail any time soon, which was good on so many levels.
It was good that justice would be served for Denim, and personally, I’ll admit that I feared how things would go with both men wanting to be in Khari’s life. I knew Billion. Therefore I knew this man loved Khari way too much to just hand her over to another man, even if he was her biological father. Then you have the biological father who would want to have his daughter to make up for the past five years that he thought that Khari belonged to another man. Either way, the situation wouldn’t end well, but I was just gl
ad it ended with Reggie in jail because, my God, he was a sick individual.
Billionaire could handle his own, but I just didn’t want someone like Reggie to be the person Billionaire was beefing with because once you go toe to toe with someone with nothing to lose, it’s only a matter of time before you start acting like you have nothing to lose as well when Billionaire actually had everything to lose.
“You are over there cooing at that baby a little too hard, Normani,” my mom said from the couch.
She was over there too, and when I walked through the door a few moments ago, she hugged me like she hadn’t seen me in years. I mean, that’s what it kind of felt like because I hadn’t been going to church; I was still just watching online, and I would send my tithes and offering by mail. I was no longer teaching bible study, and I wasn’t coming over for Sunday dinner like I’d always done in the past. I just didn’t want to be anywhere I wasn’t wanted, you know?
Not sure what my father told my mom, but she had been acting kind of distant with me. She really only called when she was by herself, so I wondered if he had told her to stop talking to me. If so, he was sicker than I thought. I was happy to see my mother, so I hugged her just as tight as she hugged me when I walked through the door. The second she saw me, she talked about the weight gain, and to a skinny Minnie like me, I promise you that was a compliment. At one point, I was drinking power drinks and even taking pills to gain weight. My weekends were now spent hanging out with Billionaire’s side of the family, and to them, every weekend was soul food. A diet which used to consist of a lot of green foods, vegetables, and everything else has been transitioned to me eating a lot of the foods that Billionaire’s mother or his grandmother cooked. I liked the extra weight on me.
“He’s just so handsome, Mommy. That’s all,” I said, laughing it off.
Naomi was sitting right next to me, and she was pumping breast milk from both of her breasts. The doctor in me was so proud to see that my sister was still breastfeeding my nephew because this was the best milk she could ever put into his body. There was no surprise that my little nephew was a patient. In fact, he’d just come into the office this week for his one-month checkup. You would have thought he was my baby by the way I was parading him around the doctor that day, letting everyone with ears know that I was his auntie.
