Page 126 of Ony If It's You
“I got a move to make, baby.”
“A move? Where do you have to go? You’re off and you’re taking Jocey out today.”
“Facts, so I need to get some shit together for that,” I tossed over my shoulder as I put on my shoes.
“So, you’re not going to fuck me?”
“Right now, naw.” I grinned. “Definitely later though.”
“But I’m horny now,” she whined on the verge of tears. Two things her pregnant ass always was, crying and horny.
“I know baby, but I just helped you bust three nuts. That’s going to hold you over ’til later.”
“It’s not the same.”
“Baby.” I laughed and caught her around the waist and pulled her body into mine as best as her belly would allow. My shorty was really growing inside of there. “I got you when I get back with Jocey tonight. I got to get shit in order for her and I got to drop by my pops’ crib to make sure shit is lined up for my mother.”
“Okay.” She simpered. “I’m sorry for being a spoiled brat.”
“It’s cool, daddy loves to be in that pussy just as much as you love me being in it.”
Grinning, her little nasty ass got up on her tiptoes and kissed my lips.
“I’m so glad we found each other,” she said as she eyed me with love shining from her gaze. My girl was such a fuckin simp and she always had me on simp shit with her.
“Me too because I would hate to have to fuck a mothafucka up for thinking they were going to have you.”
“Baby.” She laughed.
“For real.” I smiled. “You mine. God’s gift to me.”
“Babe.” She simpered as her eyes glossed over. “You think I’m a gift.”
“Youarea gift; I don’t think shit.” I playfully frowned. “You’re a gift that I get to experience in this life until I can’t and then I’ll find you in the next. I love you.”
Leaning in, I kissed her lips. I meant every word of what I said too. I would find her fine ass in every single lifetime that I existed in. I ain’t care if she was a mothafuckin’ ant, I was going to find her ass.
“I love you too.”
“You better.” I smiled big and kissed her lips again before releasing her. “I’ll be back soon, get my baby ready.”
I delivered one last kiss to her lips before I left the house and headed to my pops’ crib. I hadn’t spoken to him since all the shit went down with my mother, but she wanted all of her shit from over here. It was obvious he wasn’t going to let her get her shit, so I was going to get it for her.
The door was open and the yard was filled with cars when I pulled up, so I knew Tandy’s hoe ass was selling food. I ain’t give a fuck about that though, all I wanted to do was get my point across, get my mother’s shit, and bounce.
When I stepped inside the house, everyone looked my way. Some people spoke and some looked too shook to; either way I ignored them all because I had one reason for being there. Finding my father sitting at the table, I walked over and simply asked everyone to give us a minute. Everyone left the kitchen except Tandy.
“You too.” I frowned.
“I’m cooking.”
“I don’t give a fuck what you doing, I said to give us the fucking room for a minute.”
She looked between my father and me before reluctantly turning to leave the two of us alone. When I was sure that no one was watching or listening, I turned to face him.
“I’ve missed you, son.”
Ignoring him, I slammed the duffle bag that was on my shoulder onto the table in front of him.
