Page 16 of The Big Catch

My attention was glued on Belle. She looked good as fuck in her shorts and crop top T-shirt. Her ass was thick as fuck and knew exactly what to wear to flatter her shape. I loved that shit. There was nothing worse than a woman who thought because itcame in her size, regardless of what it was, that she could wear it. Confidence was an amazing thing to have as a person, but there was such a thing as delusion.

“Gunner, you better not have already cooked the meat,” my sister fussed as soon as she got to me. Her ass was greedy as hell. You would never know that with her skinny ass.

My face twisted. “Nadine, don’t get on my nerves. If I had already grilled the meat, you would still be able to smell it. What’s up, Tink and Belle. I’m surprised to see you two together.”

Tink waved me off. “Nigga, as much as you fuck on her, you would think that you would know we been worked that out.” She rolled her eyes when Belle pushed her with a blushing smile. “Man, when are you planning to start the meat? Auntie Mabel said she brought over some sides already.”

Correction, my sister and Tink are greedy as hell.“Y’all get on my fuckin’ nerves. Belle, come with me. I wanna holla at you.”

She started to say something but stopped when I grabbed her hand to pull her with me. She didn’t have shit to say. When we got into my kitchen, I told her to sit on a stool at the island. I cleaned and seasoned the meat yesterday to be grilled. I was only grilling chicken, steak, and pork ribs. I wasn’t going to grill ribs, but my sister brought them over yesterday for me to cook.

“What’s up witcha?” I asked her after I got the pans out of the refrigerator. “You look good today.”

She smiled coyly. “Thank you, Gunner. You look good too.” Her eyes stayed on me for a beat before she did a triple blink. “I’m doing pretty good. I’ve been thinking about going back to school, so I’ve been looking into online classes.”

My eyes widened. “Word? Tell me more about that.” I listened attentively as she told me that she wanted to finish school and maybe start a business. “Oh, that is what’s up. What kind of business you want to start?”

This was my first time hearing her talk about anything outside of fucking, My Boy, and Stitch. When she came over at night, all we cared about was getting our nuts. When we texted each other, it was about the dogs or what time she was coming over. I guess it was time to expand our conversations.

“I’m not really sure yet. When I was younger and in college, I made my own jewelry. I was really good at it. No one really liked me here, but in college, I sold them. Last week I went to the craft store and bought what I needed to make some pieces.” Her hand fidgeted with the bracelet on her wrist.

“Is that one of your pieces?” I asked, reaching out for her hand. The bracelet was very pretty. I could see people wanting to buy it.

There was so much pride in her smile. “Yes, it is. I made this one last week with this necklace.” Her hand went up to the necklace that hung there.

The pieces were beautifully whimsical. Belle never came across as that kind of female. Well, she did sometimes. When she was on my dick, she was very whimsical. As I picked out the details of her necklace, something dawned on me. “Is your favorite color red?”

I just noticed that she wore a lot of the color. When I thought back to the times we’d fucked, if she had on panties, they most likely were red. She always had on something that was red. With a smile, she responded. “Yes, it is.”

I grabbed the pan of meat from the counter and walked around the island where she sat to stand in front of her. Belle was a beautiful woman. Regardless of how hard she tried to deny her country ways, the longer she was here, the more they seeped through. It was refreshing to see. “I hope I can see you in some red later.”

She knew what it was with her pretty ass. Over the weeks, her attitude had improved. She still needed work, but it was a vastimprovement from where she started from. When I was in her, her attitude was just fine.

The girls went into the house when I came out to start the food. Some time later, they all came out in bathing suits. I had to do a doubletake. I wasn’t sure how I felt about her in that bathing suit in front of my cousin. She, Tink, Gabrielle, and Nadine sat on the lounge chairs that were on the dock. I snickered when My Boy and Stitch stopped playing to go lie next to their mommy. They didn’t play about her.

“What’s Gabrielle doing here?” I asked Toolie.

His eyes hadn’t left her as she sat on the dock. “She said she missed me. She asked her boss for some time off.” His stare left her, then came to me. “Yeah, I got to find her somewhere to work here. Her job is bullshit any damn way. My baby stays stressed.”

“Toolie, let her be the CPA for your businesses.” My cousin made good on the money he made in the street by opening businesses. He owned the only smoke shop in town, a franchised Pelican’s Snowball, two food trucks, and a hookah lounge.

All of his businesses stayed lit. He built all of them on some of his land. People came out on nice days to enjoy his food trucks and snowballs. A little over a year ago, he had the ingenious idea to build a play area. He had to go through town council to do so but got it done. There was a huge playground, an area with water spigots that shot water up from the ground, as well as covered and uncovered seating areas.

Construction was just completed on a barn event space that he had built. It had a full industrial kitchen, other rooms for dress preparation, and whatever else was needed. He hired a firm out of Birmingham to set the space up for a mock event to take pictures of the space and build the website. When the website went live, there was an overwhelming interest in the space from people outside of our town. That brought up the needfor lodging, and my cousin was there to answer the call. He was just approved and zoned to build a hotel.

“Damn, I’ve never thought about that shit. That is what the fuck she does,” Toolie said before he popped himself in the forehead.

The sound of laughter and screams drew Toolie’s and my attention. Belle had jumped into the water from the dock with her babies right behind her. I wasn’t sure why that shocked the hell out of me. She seemed too vain to get her hair wet on a whim. I watched her climb up the stairs onto the dock. I had to control my dick from bricking up. “Fuck.”

“Aye, y’all come eat!” I needed to do anything to get my mind off taking Belle into the bathroom and fucking her hair straight.This damn girl is driving me crazy.

“This food is so good,” Belle said with a rib hanging from her mouth. This was my first time seeing her eat anything past a bag of chips. I wasn’t sure if it was the menu, but she wasn’t a bashful eater. I liked that.

I finished chewing my food. “Thank you. Grilling is what I do.”

We were at the long table that I had on my covered, air-conditioned deck. Most of our family gatherings were held here or at my parents’ house. That didn’t say much because our houses were within walking distance of each other.

“Bro, instead of me taking care of the dogs while you’re gone, why don’t Belle do it?” Nadine randomly suggested. “She knows everything to do, so yeah. She should do it.”

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