Page 113 of Milo


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“Special what? Girl, don’t play. My boy is not special needs. He’s just special. That’s it. The lack of hearing won’t hinder him from doing a damn thing he wants to do. Don’t let that stop you. As a matter of fact, let’s call it what it is. Don’t let that scare you.”

“It’s not. I just don’t want to… I don’t know.”

“I know you don’t. I’m not saying go get pregnant tonight, but I am saying that you shouldn’t let Mason’s condition be the deciding factor for you when you are ready. You’re the same woman that was willing to go to the fertility clinic to make her dream of motherhood come true. Come on, now, babes.”

“I knooooooow. And Milo’s dick is just so good, Shayla. I don’t know. This man is always on me and I’m always all over him. We’re like two horny ass college kids all over again.”

She found that so funny. Tears fell down her eyes as she cackled loudly.

“What? I’m serious. Like, I know we’ll do our thing after dinner, but I’m literally counting down the minutes until I see him this evening because I want some before we even leave out of the door. It’s bad, friend. I’m obsessed. Truly. Honestly. I don’t understand how I went this long without him in my world.”

“And he’s the only real piece of meat you’ve had. Baby, you’re down bad for that one.”

“And I don’t see myself coming up off him anytime soon. Never, honestly. Like, when they bury me, I want him and his dick in the casket with me. You think that’s too much to ask?”

“Y’all will be dead, Nature. What the hell y’all going to do down there?”

“I don’t know. Rot together.” I laughed, realizing how silly I sounded.

“Ma’am, sometimes I forget that I’m talking to a reserved freak.”

“I’m not.”

“Please spare me.”

“Well, after over a decade drought, wouldn’t you be famished as well?”

“Nobody told you to become a carpet muncher,” she sniggered.

“I wasn’t, actually. Tried it, wasn’t my cup of tea. Companionship beats loneliness and that’s exactly what that relationship was, nothing more. Did I have more orgasms than I can count? Yes. However, I can’t tell you how long we went without intimacy before we finally called things off.”

“So, basically, dick wins again.”

“In my world, it will always win. Milo’s at least. I couldn’t see myself sliding down anyone else’s pole and still can’t.”

“Not even Zane?”

“Zane came really close. That man is fine.”

“I’d love to be the judge of that but I never saw the damn man.”

“Well, you won’t be seeing him. Milo messed that up for me.”

“The way we’ve been hunting for a dinner dress over the last three hours, I don’t think you mind one bit.”

“And I’m still on the way home empty-handed.”

“Yeah. You’re on your own now. You passed up way too many good choices. I’m not sure what the hell you’re looking for.”

“Something that screams,Work for it. Work for me.”

“Work? Nature, weren’t you just telling me that you want to be buried with this man in your casket?”

“So, Shayla? That means nothing. Milo showed his little behind these last couple of months. He has some catering to do.”

“I find it hard to believe he doesn’t already plan to cater to your needs, babe, whether he’s in the doghouse or not. And giving a man pussy on a daily does not suit the narrative that he’s actually in the doghouse.”

“What does his penis have to do with it? It didn’t piss me off, Milo did.”

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