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“Kiki, we need the prayer!”
“How do I get invited to the wedding and also the honeymoon?”
It was that last one that had me cracking up laughing as I stood near the men’s bathroom waiting for Kendall, the fact that there’d been a little line when he first said he had to go prompting me to look up from my phone to confirm he’d made progress. And even though I got my answer when I discovered the line was no longer a thing, I wished I would’ve kept my eyes to myself once I noticed Enzo headed in my direction with a drink in his hand and the smuggest look on his face.
For a second, I considered cutting my losses and just walking away. But I also didn’t want him to think he had the power to run me off, leading me to stand my ground as he approached me saying, “I saw you and your boy on the lil’ kiss cam earlier. You really thought that shit was cute, huh, Kiki?”
Instead of answering his question, I rolled my eyes and asked, “What the fuck do you want, Enzo?”
“Damn, baby. Why the hostility?” he chuckled. “I thought we were friends.”
“And why onEarthwould you think that?”
“Cause,” he replied, biting into his bottom lip as he reached for my hand and said, “We got history.”
While I almost couldn’t believe he’d even let those words come out of his mouth, it was the feel of his greasy fingers against mine that was the real trigger that had me yanking my hand away as I snapped, “Don’t touch me.”
“Oh, so now I can’t touch you? Cause if I remember correctly, you having a man ain’t never stopped you from letting niggas touch you before.”
Wow.
Wow.
He had a lot of nerve coming at me with that shit likehewasn’t the one who’d cheated onmewith two different women he’d claimed were just his friends. But of course, me letting his teammate cop a feel out of spite right before we broke up meant I was the villain, the ridiculousness of it all literally making me laugh as I waved my hand and told him, “Get the fuck outta my face.”
Enzo didn’t move.
In fact, my words only seemed to fuel him, the mischievous smirk he responded with tempting me to slap that shit right off his face until Kendall came up asking, “Is there a problem?”
“Chill, Captain Save-a-Hoe,” Enzo chuckled. “We were just talkin’. Right, Kiki?”
“Wrong,” I answered, turning to my man to ask, “Kendall, can we please go?” And with a nod, he grabbed my hand and shot my ex a look that said,“Try me again if you want to,”his energy lowkey making me a little hot between the thighs as we headed for the exit just as Enzo snuck in a few last words.
“See you in a few weeks, Lil’ Doggie.”
It was such a corny line that Kendall didn’t even pay it any mind as we continued towards the parking lot. But the details of what he’d said had me curious enough to wait until we were in the car to ask, “Why will you be seeing Enzo in a few weeks?”
“I’m assuming he’s talkin’ about when we play the Titans next month.”
“But I thought y’all already played them earlier in the season?”
“We did,” Kendall answered. “But since we’re in the same division, we gotta play ‘em again. And possibly a third time depending on how the playoffs situation pans out.”
“Well, isn’t that just lovely,” I sighed, my sarcasm making Kendall chuckle as he reached for my thigh and advised, “Don’t you worry yourself with that.” And when he peeked over at me with a grin, I couldn’t help but do the same; especially once he said, “Big Daddy is gonna handle it.”
I’d slept like a baby.
I wasn’t sure if it was just the overall exhaustion from the day, or the warmth of Mama Dogwood’s home,orthe fact that I was literally buried in Kendall’s arms. But when I woke up Thanksgiving morning, I felt more refreshed than I had in a long while, the glow from the sunrise peeking through the blinds and landing directly on my face only making the moment that much sweeter as Kendall pulled me closer and groaned, “Go back to sleep, or I’ma put you back to sleep.”
“And how exactly do you plan on doing that, Mr. Dogwood?” I asked, giggling once Kendall responded by firmly pressing his morning wood against my ass. But with our current location considered, I couldn’t help mentioning, “Weren’t you the one who refused to have sex with me a few weeks back because my dad was in the house? How is this any different?”
“Cause I know my mama don’t care,” he replied as he slipped his hand between my thighs, the feel of his fingertip grazing my clit making me quiver even as I groaned, “Kendall…”
“What? She can’t keep asking me about grandkids and not expect me to do what it takes to get ‘em.”
His logic made it hard for me not to giggle as I bit into my bottom lip to suppress the moan that followed. And since I knew there was no way I was going to be able to turn it off now that he had me going, I decided to fully submit, widening my legs a little as I told Kendall, “Well, in that case, I’m glad I packed some condoms.”
“Where they at?” he asked against my ear, the fact that he was still playing with my pussy making it hard for me to think, let alone speak. But eventually, I remembered there were two in my toiletry bag, taking it upon myself to get up and retrieve one that I tossed onto the nightstand before returning to the bed with a request.
