Page 74 of Devanté
When she came back to pick him up, she had men with cameras with her.” The memory left sour streaks of flavor on my taste buds. I was tight with frustration.
“Turns out the meeting was for her to sign on to a reality show…Lavish in LA or something. She set me up so I’d be watching her kid when she came with cameras. Now the whole fucking world thinks I’m the father of her kid. I’m not.” My eyes met hers and I searched for something…anything that told me she believed me.
“That’s so fucking convenient, Jodeci,” she scoffed rolling her eyes.
“It’s the truth though. I should have told you I had a crazy woman trying to pin a kid on me. I admit that. I’m sorry I didn’t mention it. I just…I hate talking about her.”
“Then you need todosomething about her.” Blake studied me with topaz eyes and a questioning glance.
“I’m already on it,” I told her. After that shit Renee pulled with the baby and cameras at my damn house, I called my lawyer and had him subpoena her for a paternity test. “I was trying to be the nice guy. You know me.” I touched her cheek. “Always be kind and the universe will reflect…”
“Your heart,” she said finishing my motto. I nodded and rested my hands on her waist. She brushed my fingertips away and I put my hands in my pockets. It was hard as hell not to touch her. She was such a lush landscape. Decadence for my fingers.
“She’s been served with papers. She has to submit to a paternity test.”
“Devanté, I don’t know what you want from me right now.”
“I want you to fucking hear me. Know that I didn’t keep something like having a kid from you. I don’t have kids. You know why?” I turned her face so that she had no choice but to look at me. Defiance burned in her eyes but I still saw desire flickering in the background. “I said do you know why?” My voice was harder but it was because I needed her to understand something.
“Why?” She gritted out.
“Because every time I saw my kids, I saw them with your eyes. Your lips. Your smile. I saw them acing all their school projects and getting straight A’s like you. I saw them being unapologetically successful and humble like the both of us.” I curled my fingers around the back of her neck and her breathing stuttered.
“Jodeci…you should have told me about the crazy bitch.”
“I know, baby.” I dipped my head low and rested my forehead against hers. “She wasn’t important though. She was in my past and I wish she’d stay there.”
“Don’t…call me baby. It makes me want things.”
“It’s supposed to let you know how much I love you.” I don’t know what Blake was about to say but my lips on hers stopped the flow of words. She turned her head, breaking the kiss. Frustration radiated through me.
“I love you too but…” She shook her head and pushed me back a few paces. “I don’t know what we’re doing. Everything in my life seems so all over the place. I can’t pull you into it too.” I hated seeing her so upset and torn. I reached out for her but she pushed me again. I bumped against the hood of my car and sat down for a second.
I reached out for her again and pulled her against me. That time she couldn’t push away or wiggle out of my grasp. “Get off of me, Jodeci. I can’t be too close to you.”
“Why? Huh?” A smirk played on my lips. “Is it because I make your pussy wet?” She tried to back away from me but I had a firm grip on her waist. I dug my fingers into the softness of her love handles and refused to move.
“You’re so nasty,” she said, fighting a smile. “Stop.”
“You stop.” I countered. It felt like when we used to play fight back in the day. Back then, our fights didn’t end with kisses or with me inside of her. This fight would though.
We tussled back and forth until I had a fistful of her thick hair. “Okay, Jodeci. You win,” she said, breathless. “Let go.”
“Not yet. Tell me you believe me about Renee. Tell me you’ll stop thinking the worst of me before you hear anything from my mouth.” Remorse flooded her dark eyes.
“I promise,” she said, her playful expression sobering. The regal lines of her high cheekbones made me want to crown her. Hell, she was already the queen of my heart. She always had been. “I won’t jump to conclusions anymore.”
I let her hair go only to grab her throat and pull her so close that our bodies touched. We shared a kiss that put the sun to shame. Jill Scott still serenaded us from the car speakers setting the perfect backdrop.
Rolling Hillsplayed while my hands explored Blake. I pushed under her shirt and squeezed her nipples between my fingers. She didn’t have on a bra and my dick stood with approval.
“We can’t do this out here. I have neighbors and Noa is in the house.” Her voice was a quiet hiss of caution.
“You’re not calling the shots right now, Blake. My dick is hard and I need to get inside of you. Now. It’s not up for debate.”
“Devanté…” She whispered like we were in front of a crowd. I wouldn’t have given a fuck if we were in front of a crowd. Blake wasmywoman. I didn’t care how long it took her to realize it. I was going to fuck her and love her out loud and in front of everyone. I’d waited too long not to.
When I stood from the hood of the car, her eyes dropped to the thick bulge in my pants. “Youreallywant to tell me no right now, baby?” My hand slipped under the elastic waistband of her pants and cupped her thick ass.
