Page 111 of Quasim III: King Inferno

“Anyway, Zoya called me last week after sending us a lengthy email.” She looked at me, and I looked away because I hated being in emails.

“Girl, go on.”

“She wants to throw us both a joint baby shower weekend. Take her brother’s jet to Barbados for the week, and just enjoy spa days on the beach, eating, and being around the girls?”

“Girls?”

“Zoya, of course. Erin, Alaia, Syn, Kobe, and Skyler.”

I smiled because I needed that right now. “Really?”

“I cried when I read the email. We both need that… we’ve been moms and wives, but let’s get the fuck out of here and have some rest. Mercer’s court date isn’t here yet, so I have some time to get away before maternity leave.”

“Sounds like you need this more than me.”

Capri broke out into tears, and I didn’t know what to do. “A toddler and then two babies… I’m fucking scared, Blair. I want to show up for Peach, and I know having two more siblings is a lot. Beretta shit on my carpet yesterday and then walked off like she’s that bitch.”

Pyro had been pretty calm since we moved her to Ashbourne with us. She sat on the back patio with Sim, and one of the times, I saw him blowing smoke in her face, so I was almost sure she liked being high now.

A high hoe.

“Being scared is normal, babe. Wanna know what I think?”

She sniffled and sipped her slushie. “What?”

“You’re going to kill this twin mama thing like you do with everything else. I know that Meer will help you balance everything, and you’re going to continue being the best Suga mama to Peach. As far as my God-baby, the minute you are overwhelmed, I will come and get her.”

“You say that now, but you’ll have your own baby.”

“And it takes a village. We’re going to get through this together, and then we’ll leave the babies and have a summer in the Caribbean without the kids or husbands.”

She smiled, as she wiped her face. “I like that.”

“Go and do your important district attorney work and we’ll talk tonight… love you.”

“Love you too, B.”

I ended the call with Capri and took a deep breath when I spotted who I was waiting for, walk through the coffee shop door.

Quasim

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I fucked up.

Couldn’t even be mad that she left me and put her rings on the counter. I pushed her to it, and I couldn’t sit and place blame on anybody but me. My mental hadn’t been the best since I woke up. Since being in the hospital, I covered a lot of what I was feeling up because I didn’t know how to feel.

My mental was numb while my body was in pain and that shit was a terrible combination. When we came to Ashbourne, I was excited to have some stability for Elijah and Blair. She would get to relax while doing her carpool mom thing that she had come to love.

Having my family with me and safe should have been enough. It should have been enough for me to let my wife into my inner thoughts. A nigga felt insecure, and that wasn’t something I was used to.

I was back walking around, but every now and again, my ass lost my balance. Ramos had me on an inhaler. Every morning,I had to take medicine and that wasn’t shit that I was used to. Getting in the gym humbled the fuck out of me.

All I wanted was me back. I wanted the nigga that didn’t get dizzy when he stood up too fast, or winded walking up the steps. My wife shouldn’t have had to hold onto me whenever my balance decided to say fuck me and make me unbalanced.

Then sex.

I wanted Anjo more than anything, and that night, something didn’t connect. My head was telling me that I was going to handle her, but my dick refused to get hard. I felt like I failed her, and left her hanging, and I’ve done that to her before.

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