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“Promise?”

“I promise. Lift up.”

I pulled her dress from under her ass when she lifted.

“I feel like a little girl when you’re around. My brain stops working. I shut down completely. The only thing that works is my nervous system and it’s always a wreck. As exhilarating as the feel is, it’s a bit overwhelming.”

“Why?”

“Because the last time I liked a man, he—”

“I don’t give a fuck about that nigga, whoever he may be. Fuck him. He fucked up so I could come through.”

She lay in silence for a few seconds before she began again.

“We’re not supposed to tell you guys things like this. My God. Why am I even saying these things to you?”

“Because you can. I ain’t tripping, Mommas. I like your slow ass, too.”

“Slow?”

“As they come. But it takes nothing away from you, Glacier. Not a fucking thing,” I told her, needing her to get that through her head.

“I’ve contemplated dialing your number so many times since you left that night.”

“Why didn’t you?”

“Why didn’t you dial mine?”

“Letting you get your shit together.”

“Thank you,” she groaned, curling up in bed.

“I’m about to grab your water. Hang tight and don’t fall asleep.”

“Okay.”

I trekked toward the kitchen, full speed ahead. Glacier wasn’t looking too good. She needed hydration, and the only source around us was water. It was a start that I was willing to work with.

I grabbed a bottle from the fridge and a glass from the cabinet. After uncapping the bottle, I poured it until it nearly tipped over the rim of the glass. When I made it back to the bedroom, Glacier was nowhere to be found.

“Ugggh.”

The sound of her body trying to expel the things she’d consumed led me directly to her. Hunched over the toilet, with her hands hugging the bowl, she called out to me.

“Makai?”

The shakiness of her voice reintroduced me to a feeling I rarely experienced. Sadness sheeted me like a blanket. If she’d gotten to this point, I knew just how uncomfortable she felt and how much she wished for it all to be over.

“What’s up, Mommas?”

“I’m so sorry.”

“What are you apologizing for?”

I lowered my body to meet hers. The glass I’d brought into the bathroom with me, I set on the counter behind us, freeing my hands in order to hold her hair back.

“I shouldn’t have had anything to drink at dinner. I’d already had enough. I’m so into—”

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