Page 32 of Loving a Libra
“It’s been so long since you offered, I barely remember you doing it.”
He released a heavy sigh. “I admit I’ve been dropping the ball lately, but I’m trying to fix it.”
“Am I stopping you? I’m just living my life like I’ve been doing.”
“Can you spare a little time for me?”
“Oh, like you do for me?”
“I said I’m trying to do better.”
“Unfortunately for you, my schedule is booked for the next few weeks. I picked up some extra days, and I have plans with Ginae.”
“You made all these plans and didn’t think about checking to see if I made plans for us?”
“You can’t be serious, Maurice. I made all these plans because you rarely make plans for us. I had to beg you to go to Thomasina’s wedding with me, and I promised myself that would be the last time I asked you to do anything.”
“I don’t want to argue. We’re both home tonight. Why don’t we chill and watch a movie?”
Lord knows I wanted to tell him to go and watch a movie with the bitch he was fucking in his office, but for my plan to work, I had to agree. Thirty minutes later, we went to the living room and sat on opposite ends of the couch. I wrapped myself in the blanket we kept on the back of the couch while he logged into one of the streaming apps we had.
“You can’t share the blanket?”
“No. You can grab one from the closet.”
He released a frustrated breath as he stood and headed to the linen closet to get a blanket. When he returned, he scrolled through the movies, stopping on one I’d already watched with Tariq.
“This looks good.”
“Okay.”
I’d be asleep in ten minutes, so I honestly didn’t care what movie he chose.
“You want some snacks or something to drink?”
“I’m good.”
He started the movie, and it felt awkward as hell doing this with him. Early on in our relationship, we would occasionally watch a movie together. He preferred going to the theater more than watching at home, so I rarely suggested movie night with him.
Unfortunately, the following nights were more of the same if I didn’t have to work. His newfound desire to make things right between us damn near drove me to take Tariq up on his offer to buy me all new things. Maurice was making a conscious effort toget back on my good side, but it was far too late for all that. I’d checked out the moment I heard him giving what was supposed to be reserved for only me to someone else.
Packing my belongings had become a huge challenge because he was home a lot more than he had been in recent months. I’d only been able to make a few trips to my house with a few boxes and duffel bags and had to tell him I was donating some things to charity. I expected to be much further along in my packing by now.
Tonight, I told Maurice I had to work, but Tariq and I were spending our first night in our new home. I needed a break from Maurice’s overbearing ass. Aside from getting my back blown out, I had to come up with a plan for how I’d get the rest of my things.
“Baby, it’s been a week since you fed me. I’ve been going through withdrawals. My brain won’t function until after you sit on my face and feed me my nutrients.”
“Your wish is my command.”
I’d been cravingDevyn and was on the verge of losing my mind. Of course, I missed making love to her, but it wasn’t just that. I missed being in her presence. I didn’t realize how little time Maurice spent at home until he started spending more time there. It was almost as if he sensed that she was up to something and intentionally threw a monkey wrench in her plans.
I pushed those thoughts to the back of my mind and focused on the beautiful woman in front of me. Devyn slowly walked toward me as she undressed. As she stood before me naked, my mouth began to water, and I licked my lips.
“You’re not moving fast enough for me, baby.”
“You don’t want me to shower or freshen up?”
I shook my head. “Nah. Let that pussy tell me what you did today.”
