Page 17 of Through Treacherous Weather
“Hello?”
“You out?”
“Um yeah. Since our plans got cancelled, my homegirl and I had some drinks and hookah. I’m on my way home. Is everything okay?”
“Yeah. I managed to break lil’ mama’s fever, and she’s finally out like a light. She’s been whining and fussy all day, so something tells me she’s going to be out for a lil’ minute. I was trying to see if you wanted to slide through and get put through my mattress.”
Trinity had to stop herself from squealing. Being that excited for dick was diabolical, but having Grey inside her would be the perfect ending to her night. “Well, when you put it like that, how can I say no?” Trinity was smiling so wide her face ached, and she didn’t care.
“I’ll text you the address.”
“Okay.”
While her car sat idle at a red light, Trinity punched the address into her GPS and
saw that she was only seven miles away from Grey’s home. She glanced at the map and saw his address appeared to be in a pretty nice neighborhood which she was relieved about. When Trinity arrived at Grey’s house, her jaw slacked. His home was beautiful. It may not have cost a million dollars, but she would bet money that it was at least $400,000. Trinity was impressed. When a shirtless Grey opened the door for her, she was met with the smell of lavender, and the print of his massive dick in the sweatpants he was wearing.
“I see you wore my favorite outfit,” she eyed him lustfully making Grey laugh.
“I’m glad you like it.”
Grey closed and locked the door behind her before grabbing Trinity’s hand and leading her to his bedroom. She caught glimpses of the house and could appreciate that it was clean and nicely decorated. Inside his bedroom, Grey pushed his sweats and boxer briefs down in one swift motion. Abandoning the idea of getting undressed, Trinity squatted in front of Grey and took his manhood into her mouth.
She deep throated him like a pro causing him to release a deep guttural moan. Relaxing her throat muscles, Trinity took in every ounce of him without gagging. His low whispers were almost inaudible, but she made out the words, “Just like that.”
His coaching and sounds of pleasure ignited a fire in her that had Trinity performing fellatio like she was in a dick sucking contest. When her vagina began to ache, she cleaned the excess saliva off his dick and stood up to take her clothes off. When she was naked, Trinity lay down on the bed and bit her bottom lip flirtatiously as Grey ogled her. He walked over to the bed with a gleam in his eyes. The moment his body was on top of hers, Trinity wrapped her arms around his neck and snaked her tongue into his mouth. He was all she had wanted, and she was in heaven.
Fatima gave Raheem a comforting smile as she ran her hand over his curls. “If you feel like you want to talk pinky promise you’ll come talk to me?”
Raheem nodded and held out his pinky finger. Fatima locked hers with his, and he ran off to his room. She was going stir crazyin the house so after Esco’s day off, when he came back to work, she asked him to accompany her to work. The boys in the house had heard of Calvin’s death, and she knew how important it was to let them know they could talk to her.
Fatima stole a glance at Esco as she sat at her desk to complete some notes. The more she was around him, the finer he seemed to become. He didn’t talk much and had a mysterious air about him. Fatima found herself wondering what his story was. He didn’t wear a wedding band, but she wondered if he had a girlfriend. Esco hadn’t looked at her twice since he’d been protecting her, but she wasn’t shocked. Most men that had any kind of respect for her father acted as if they were afraid to make eye contact with her.
Trinity entered the room and smiled when she saw Fatima. “Hey boo. Things have been so hectic, I haven’t checked on you the way I wanted to. How are you doing?”
Yaminah and Kadafi had both been released from the hospital, but she wasn’t able to fully take care of three kids. Her mother and sisters alternated caring for the kids. So did Kadafi’s grandmother. “I’m good. I can’t say the same for Justice though. I’m worried about him. They say he hasn’t been here in a few days. I called him yesterday, and he didn’t answer.”
Fatima pushed out a dejected sigh. “He’s not taking this well at all. Loyal said when Justice is going through you just have to leave him alone until he comes out of it. I’m worried about him too, but pushing him will only backfire. I wanted to try and make him understand that he can’t blame himself for Calvin’s death, but he’s not trying to hear it.”
“I know,” Fatima replied regretfully. “I hope we get answers soon. I just want to know who was shooting at us and why.”
“Exactly.”
Fatima wrapped up what she was doing and stood. “Ready when you are,” she stated making Esco’s gaze lift. When he saw her standing, he stood up as well.
Riding shotgun in his Escalade was weird for her. It almost felt like a date, but it wasn’t that. Fine ass Esco saw her as nothing more than a job. Fatima found herself wondering what kind of woman he liked and if he had a girlfriend.
“I want to stop by the mall if that’s okay,” she made him aware, and Esco bobbed his head.
“Wherever you want to go, we can go. I’m on your time.”
His phone lit up from the console it was on, and she saw his screensaver. The most adorable miniature version of him was smiling wide. “That your daughter?” she asked as her gut twisted.
Fatima didn’t know why she was disappointed in knowing that he had a child and a baby mama.
Eso glanced at his phone screen. “Yeap. That’s my lil’ mama.”
“She your only one?”
