Page 79 of Church Girl
“I gotta correct myself. I said there ain’t another you. That’s true, but there ain’t another pussy like yours, either. And fuck, ma. I’ve missed you both.”
“Whose pussy?” I mock frown.
He grins, probably at my question as much as me saying the word. For the first time since I’ve known him, his smile is carefree, bright and so wide I’m staring at all thirty-two of his teeth.
“You’re right.Mypussy.”
I chuckle, and when he kisses me again, he takes my mouth and my laughter.
“Yaay!” I jerk my head up to see the back door of his truck fly open, narrowly missing a side swipe of the car next to it. Gia climbs down and dashes over to us, throwing her arms around both our waists and grinning up at me. “You’re back, Liyah! You’re back!”
I crack up, bending down and returning her hug. “Aren’t you supposed to be in school, ma’am?”
“Daddy said I could come with him in case he needed a secret weapon.”
“Oh really?” I straighten, arching an eyebrow. “That’s just sneaky, using her.”
He shrugs. “I ain’t never said I would play fair when it has to do with you. I’m coming behind you hard, ma. And I always will. That’s a promise.”
“Me, too, Liyah!” Gia chimes in, and when Von bends down and lifts her, she circles her arms around my neck, smacking a kiss on my cheek.
I blink back my tears. This is what I was running to when I left home, even if I didn’t know it at the time. Not that it matters.
The only thing that does matter is I made it.
I made it home.
