“These shits are good.”
“Thank you. It’s a new recipe. My first time making it.”
“And who did you make it for since it’s only mine by default? I noticed you skipped right over that shit.” I grabbed another while she was busy loading them in the plastic container.
“I didn’t skip the answer. You asked another question before I could respond. I made them as a celebration for the sale I made today, which means by default, they’re for you. I sold a house to Oni and Krew and you gave me the hookup.”
“I guess you took my advice about not driving them around in that baby ass car.”
She laughed and rolled her eyes. “I did not take your advice but they did drive because I didn’t want to get stuck and not be available when you were ready for whatever you had planned for us today.”
“Nah, you knew better than to have that man’s knees in his chest while you were trying to take his money.”
“You need to stop hating on my car and learn to appreciate small things.”
I grinned, moving my hand to her stomach then further down, cupping her pussy. “I do. I appreciate the fuck out of this. It’s fat as hell but still small ’cause it fits in the palm of my hand.”
I kissed her neck and reached for another s’more.
“I would disagree but you do appreciate her in the very best way.”
I chuckled. “Grab them shits and let’s go. We have a long drive and the longer I stay here, the more I’m feeling like changing my mind about going.”
“Where are we going?”
“Home.”
She angled her head back and frowned. “Home?”
“Yeah, D-Ville. You cool with that?”
“Yep, I can work while you drive. Let me get my laptop.” She eased around me and I watched her move through her space, gathering what she needed. When she came back to the kitchen to get the s’mores, she frowned because I started lifting the lids to the ceramic containers on the counter, peeking inside.
“What are you doing?”
“You like to bake. I’m trying to see if you stashed your shit in these. I told you I’m not catching a stray charge behind your ass.”
She rolled her eyes. “The only thing illegal in this house is the login I share with Koa for my streaming app because we’re both too cheap to pay full price.”
That shit was cute as fuck because she stuck her chest out when she said it. My baby was green as hell. I could put her on to some shit that would have her mind blown.
The block was jumpingwhen we pulled up to my old stomping grounds. The crew was thick as hell out here to welcome Smalls home. The visual reminded me of the block parties DP hosted every summer but this damn sure wasn’t kid friendly. I could smell the trees before I even opened my door and the bass from the song blasting from the speaker at the DJ stand was thumping in my chest. A smile eased onto my face because this was home and I missed all this shit.
“You’re smiling.”
I glanced at Xiah who was closing her laptop. She dropped it in the backpack she brought with her and turned to me.
“You’re saying that shit like I don’t smile.” I tapped her chin lightly with my fist and she grinned.
“You smile, just not like that. You’re happy to be home.”
I loved that she could read me. Knowing my moods without being told was a bonus and meant she paid attention. A woman who could see beyond her needs enough to focus on her man’s was priceless and rare. With me, that would always be returned, which meant we would hold each other down with little to no effort.
“Yeah, I am.” My eyes drifted to the block and she followed the motion.
“That’s a lot of people.”
“Yeah, but you’re good because they’re my people.”