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I hunched my shoulder, and said, “Sure.”
She grinded her ass against me, following the beat to expert precision. It only made me consider what she’d be able to do in the horizontal. The ass that protruded and her titties that bounced in front of her gave me an idea. The end of the song didn’t bring me any closer to risking it all though. I politely said, “Thanks,” before leaving her where she stood.
In a sea of women, there was only one I couldn’t stop thinking about. One I wanted to ride me till sunrise every game day, and in between. I sat back on the couch and watched the guys enjoy themselves. Laughed it up with a few of them standing back, and at the end of the night, I was ready to go home. Jared and Cam would have clowned me for leaving alone. Cam especially would have taken offense to it. His ass would have left with two or three of them.
Leaving alone was hard. Sleeping alone even harder. Waking to a cold bed, the worst. The smell of my mama’s French toast and scrambled eggs in the kitchen though. It was the best part of the morning. I pulled a shirt over my head and made my way to the bathroom. As I brushed, Gigi’s endless pile of toothbrushes crossed my mind and made me smile wider.
The smile didn’t even disappear when I saw my mama in my kitchen. Moving into a house made everything complete.Or so I thought.
“What you smiling at so hard this early?” Mama flipped the French toast. “Happy you getting a homecooked meal?”
My stomach gargled and answered that question for her. “Smells amazing.” Then I tried to convince her, “You and Dad can move right on in.”
She smacked her lips. “Here? Boy stop.”
“Why not?”
“’Cause me and your daddy would embarrass you.”
My dad’s deep voice crept up out of nowhere. “Sure the hell would. I mean…” He slapped a hand across my mama’s… I couldn’t even say the word in reference to her. “We are thoroughly enjoying our empty nest.”
“Woah, Dad.” I hung my head. “That’s too much.”
Mama laughed, and the lip smacking and slurps was enough to keep my head down. When they finished kissing she said, “But visiting is much easier now that you are in a house.” She piled a plate with French toast and eggs, then asked, “Sausage?” As she held it up to me.
“Of course.” I licked my lips.
With the plate in front of me, I said, “Thanks, Mama. But I don’t know about all that empty nest stuff. I’mma find a way for you two to move out here. I could wake up every morning to breakfast like this.”
Dad huffed. “Don’t count on it. This is a special occasion type of thing with this one.” He sat beside me while she placed a plate in front of him. “Last time I had her French toast, your sister was home visiting.”
I laughed and he side-eyed me. “My bad.” I chewed a bite. “It is good.”
“I’ve waited for the day I can visit you kids.” She sat on the other side of me. “Do everything you two did at home that I nagged you about.”
I watched her take her first bite. “Like what?”
“Leave the lights on in every room. Stand in the refrigerator just staring. Lay all over the couch and mess up them pillows.” She looked over her shoulder. “This place is nice, AJ, but,” her nose curled up, “it’s missing a little something. Those pillows over there won’t even matter if I lay all over them.”
I clutched my chest. “Dang, Ma,” I told her, “I did my best.”
She placed a hand on my shoulder. “And I’m proud of you. But now it’s time to fill this house with love.”
From my right side, Dad groaned. “Come on, Patricia. Let the boy make it through breakfast before you offer him up to an arranged bride.”
We all laughed. Mama took another bite, but didn’t make it through another before she asked, “Where is Gigi anyway? She is a beautiful woman. Accomplished. Supportive.” Her eyes bored into me, but mine stayed on my plate. “She’d be a lovely lady to fill this house with love.”
I didn’t think twice about introducing Gigi to my parents. About asking her to be my girl afterward. With her on my mind, it was hard for me to argue with my mama.Not that it would have been productive anyway.
How’d I tell her, them, that I fumbled the ball? I sighed. “It’s complicated.”That worked for social media.
Dad scoffed. “Complicated? What does that even mean?”
Mama added, “Exactly.”
I finally chanced a look at Mama. “We aren’t seeing each other right now.”
“Because…” Mama wanted answers. More than I wanted to give. She scooted the plate from in front of me. “I need you to start speaking.”
