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“Sometimes you are the smartest dumb person I know, you know that! I am not the same young man you first met, I’m not driven by my dick, and I’d rather have you wanting me, begging me to slide your tight pussy down on my dick, than have a woman going through the motions because she’s been pressured into having sex. You are more to me than sex, Skai, a lot more, YOU ARE EVERYTHING to me. But I want you whole. I need you whole, I need you to want to be whole, baby. Go to therapy and open up, and once you do that and you still feel like it’s not working, then I will support you not going, but first, give it a real shot, please.”
“I’m sorry, Jabarri,”
“You don’t have to apologize to me, Nöku Ahi. I want you to be comfortable around me, to be who you are, and feel what you feel. Like your mom is with my brother, like True is with Atlas, and Parker is with Jaasiel. Hell, like any of the wives are with their husbands. Now eat,” he demands as he pushes the bowl over to me, and I do. We eat lunch together, we talk about the upcoming family events, and we have managed to keep what we are growing together a secret, which is not a small thing in this nosey-ass family, but we have taken great pains to do so we’re just not ready to let them in, and we agreed to talk to my mom and DJ first.
“Jabarri, will you stay with me tonight?” I whisper.
“Are you sure?”
“I mean, I’m still not ready..”
“I know that. I just want to make sure you’re okay with me being here with you all night.”
“I,” I begin and swallow against the lump in my throat. “I trust you,” I tell him, as soon as the words are out I realize they are really true.
“I would love to stay with you. I gotta head home and grab some clothes and I’ll be right back. Do you want me to grab you anything while I am out?”
“No, I don’t think so,” I tell him as he washes the dishes. One thing I can say is when he is around I don’t have to lift a finger. Honestly, if I really want to give this a real shot I have to open up more, not just with him but in general. And he is right, it’s time I face some things I have avoided for years now.
“I’ll be back,” he says, coming around the island and kissing me before leaving the house. I head to take a shower before he gets back and throw on a nightshirt since I don’t plan on going back out, just as he comes back. We decided to watch some movies and order dinner in. I have gained a lot of my weight back since starting this unconventional relationship. Before I know it, I’m waking up in his arms as he carries me to my bedroom. He pulls the covers back before laying me down and getting in the bed with me. I forgot to close my closet door, and I hate sleeping with it open. I’ve been afraid of the closet people all my life, and you cannot convince me there isn’t someone in there watching you from in between your clothes when you go to sleep at night.
“Can you close my closet, please?” I ask, feeling bad that he has to get out of bed. True to form, he doesn’t complain before climbing out of bed to close the door to my closet, which is the size of a bedroom, so I am shocked when I hear,
“Skai, who’s shirt is this?”
“What?”
“This big-ass shirt, Skai, who does it belong to?” he asks, and I wake up enough to realize that out of all the clothes in my closet he picked out the one shirt that isn’t mine.
“Why,” I ask instead of answering him, enjoying his ire.
“Do not play with me,” he says finally tearing his eyes away from the huge shirt hanging in my closet to look at me.
“Oh, you think this is funny, I see that big-ass smile on your face,”
“I think it’s cute.”
“Cute, huh? You’re about to get somebody’s face on the side of a milk carton,”
“Damn, well, that’s going to be tough,”
“And why is that? I will beat his ass.”
“Mmmmm, I doubt it,”
“Yeah, I definitely need to know whose shirt this is, especially since you think he can beat me.”
“The shirt belongs to Atlas,”
“Well damn,” he says.
CHAPTER 7
Skai
“I think this is the most productive session we have had, Skai anything that prompted this breakthrough?” Dr. Hunter says.
“Um, yeah, I was talking to Jabarri, and he suggested that therapy isn’t working for me because I am not opening up for it to work,”
