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“Yeah. He’s been wanting to spend time…get to know me.”

She went for another strawberry, exhaling, “Tell him to fall in line.”

“Yeah. But with him, that means roping my pops in, something I’d stopped trying to do for years.”

“Why does he have to be involved?”

“Because Nicholas is his prized kid and he’s not an adult yet. I would wait until he is, but Nick ain’t tryna have that. He wants more time with me.”

“I’m confused. You want me to facilitate that?”

“Kinda. You know how you described me as a buffer for ya moms?” She nodded. “Well, I need for you to be your usual polished self for my pops.”

“You want to…” She shrugged, thinking. “have dinner atDiFillippo’s? I can arrange for that.”

I shook my head. “Pops don’t know about me.”

There was a long break before she understood. “Your money. Your father doesn’t know you have money. Damn it, Jas. Then who else does? Who knows you?”

“We’ve been through both those questions before, Ashira. Anyway, I need something lowkey but proper. You know?”

“Something not very flashy, but elegant.” Her eyes were across the room. “Mind if I host?”

“Where?”

“At my place, silly.”

“You want people you ‘on’t know in ya crib?”

“These are your people, Jas, not strangers. Besides, if you want a bit of a distance, I’ve hosted meetings in the private dining room of my building. It’s for small dinner parties. I can hire a caterer or Ines, and I can throw a meal together. In fact, because it’s for you, she’d prefer cooking.”

“Is that all Ines does for you is cook?”

She shook her head. “She gets in my ass about stupid shit, too. But mainly, Ines lives life as aimless as she wants. She’s content and I’m happy for her. She enjoys cooking.” Her relationship with Ines was still odd to me, but I ain’t press her on it. Everyone is allowed a little privacy when it comes to the complicated details of their lives or, in this case, the weird ones. “When were you thinking of doing this?”

“I spent some time with Nick just before St. Vincent. Took him and my dad on my boat.”

Her face opened with fondness. “Ahhhh!” she whispered. “The boat. That was fun.”

“You liked it?” Why did that excite me?

Ashira smiled, chewing on grapes. “It was…aphrodisiacal. You were sexy operating it, but now that I know you own it…”

“Now, what?”

“It makes you so fucking hot.” She wouldn’t look at me.

“Is that hard to share? That me owning a boat turns you on? But you want me to tell you how bad I want your lips around my dick? Ain’t that hypocritical.”

Her eyes rolled up to me and Ashira swiped the insides of her hands together, ridding herself of food debris. “It wouldn’t be hard hearing you want me to suck you off on your boat. We can arrange for that after I host the shit out of your father and brother.”

“I gotta wait that long?”

“I can do it as soon as we come back from seeing my mom in Della.” Turning my lips up, I nodded in concession. Can’t make a woman do anything she doesn’t want to. Ashira crawled off the bed, returning for the wooden board filled with food. “But I’m about to get some head before you doze off, old man. All this talking about it has gotten me all revved up again.”

I dropped my chin, dick swelling with excitement. “Word?” Yeah, I played disinterested, but the truth of the matter was I loved eating her pussy. The sound and unique taste of her drove me wild. It was another daily thought I’d struggled getting under control.

Ashira untied the belt to my robe and let it drop to the floor. “Mmhmm.” Then she mounted the bed, crawled toward the foot, and lay on her back. Her legs spread wide, exposing her clit and my head spun. The dark tips of her boobs were hard and inviting.

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