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“Like that protective stuff they put around breakable shit when it gets shipped.”
“Doesn’t seem very practical.”
“I don’t think I can handle you getting hurt.”
“Well, I worry about you, too,” I reply, gripping his hand and seeing only him. “But I also want to go fast, eat crazy food, listen to loud music, and fuck like last night. I’ll just need to adjust to the way my body feels when you’re not inside it.”
Ike drags his chair closer and kisses my lips. I soak in the casual affection between us now. I exposed myself to Ike last night and trusted him to take care of me.
That’s why this morning, we feel like a real couple instead of two strangers trying to rekindle a magical night from a year ago.
IKE, AKA NO NAPOLEON BONAPARTE
My plan for dinnerat the homestead is to act as the offensive guard for my sexy quarterback. When anyone goes for the tackle, I’ll knock them back and keep my woman safe.
This strategy would be foolproof if the other team came at us from only one direction. However, as soon as Oana and I walk out of one of the homestead’s large unattached garages, we’re hit from every sides.
Tuesday and Alexis make their move from the left, all smiles and warm hellos.
“Hey, girlfriend, we want all the saucy gossip,” Tuesday insists as she reaches for my woman.
I shift to the left and block my cousin. “Later.”
Tuesday gasps at her defeat, but the noise coming out of her piehole is all a con. She’s only trying to distract me while Roxie and Val roll up on my right and cut me off from Oana.
“What’s about to happen between Edith and Ike isn’t something you should see,” Val insists as Roxie wraps her fingers around Oana’s wrist and tugs her away.
The teenager wears a warm smile and wide-eyed expression as she insists, “Why don’t you come to our safe space where you can share fun tidbits about your time with Ike?”
When I reach around Oana to shoo away Roxie, West appears next to Val. Now, I’ll need to bulldoze through these two large meatheads to get to Roxie, who’s currently dragging away my woman.
“Don’t make me hurt you,” I warn the brothers.
As the rest of the homestead walks toward the impending battle, Val and West wear identical smiles, indicating they think I’m full of shit. I grunt and crack my neck, signaling they’re about to feel pain. That’s when West throws up his hand.
“I want children.”
