Page 14 of I Need It

“Dilaudid,” one of the nurses said and giggled.

“That must be some good stuff. Man!”

After they took blood and collected her urine from the bathroom, they left us alone. Mya was so out of it. There was no sense in staying and watching her sleep. Angel was still here and would probably be going home tonight or tomorrow morning. I never thought they would release a mother and her newborn baby at night, but I was wrong. When they did that to Jess, I was in shock. She had plenty shit to say too.

I grabbed my phone and stood, wishing I would have had more time with Mya. I had a feeling they would be releasing her soon. Who knew when I would see her after that? I slid my phone in my pocket and went to her bedside and kissed her head. Before I could pull away, I felt her hand at the back of my neck. I stared into her eyes as she pulled my face to hers. I kissed her thick lips, and that shit practically catapulted me to heaven.

“I beeeen wanting to see how your lips felt,” she said then giggled.

She was so damn high and out of it. I chuckled then lowered my head and kissed her lips again. “I’m gonna go so you can rest.”

She poked her lip out. “Christian, you’re soooo damn fine. You may be the man to make me say to hell with my mantra.”

I licked my lips. “What mantra is that?”

“Niggas ain’t shit.”

She laughed loudly as I smirked. I wanted to take advantage of her and get all sorts of information out of her, but I chose to do the opposite. “I want a relationship with you, Mya. I don’t know why, but you’re going to be mine.”

She brought her hand to her chest. “Aww, that’s so sweet. As soon as my heaux phase is over, you got me, country boy. Can I have another kiss?”

I smiled slightly and leaned over to kiss her. She kissed me slowly, and her tongue eased into my mouth. Everything in me was wanting to yank her out that bed and drop her on all this dick. She had me hard as shit. I pulled away because this was getting way too heated. Mya stared into my eyes and said, “I’m all yours.”

“Mm hmm. You won’t remember none of this shit tomorrow. That’s okay though. One day, you will be mine. I’m gonna have your heart and that shit gon’ be wide open… your legs too.”

She bit her bottom lip, revealing her dimples and spread her legs. I chuckled. “Take yo’ high ass back to sleep, girl.”

She giggled and said, “One more kiss? Please?”

I slowly shook my head and gave her what she asked for. That shit felt so good too. When I pulled away, she stroked my cheek with her fingertips. “Bye, Christian.”

“Okay, baby girl. I’ll text you later.”

“Okay.”

I walked out of her room, although it was hard as hell to leave after that. The state she was in was more appealing. I wanted to believe this was how she really felt but was suppressing it. It scared her because it happened so fast. Less than twenty-four hours after meeting her, my tongue was down her throat. Had she not been in the hospital, my dick would have been in her guts too. Her eyes held so much promise, and I needed what she had to offer.

When I got down the hallway to Angel’s room, I knocked and went inside. Before I could round the corner, my mama said, “Hold on, baby. She’s breastfeeding.”

I nodded and held my position until they got her situated. When my mama gave me the okay to proceed, I went to her first and kissed her cheek as she kissed mine. She gently wiped the lipstick off with her thumb. Chrissy Henderson was my life. In my eyes, she was so perfect. The way she loved Avery and then LaKeith was admirable, even after Avery was convicted. She forgave him and kept him informed about how we were doing for at least a year.

I didn’t know how she was so forgiving and sweet. I’d never really seen her angry until that bullshit with Decaurey and Rylan. We all wanted to fuck that nigga up. Lucky for him, everything worked out. I didn’t want his ass in my presence after that shit he did to my brother. I didn’t know how Jakari could still hold conversations with him when Rylan left. Fuck that. I wanted to fuck him up. My mama was the one who kept me in pocket. She was probably the only one who could.

The Henderson in me was strong at that point, and had Uncle Storm known how I was feeling, he would have coaxed that shit right out of me until I would have knocked Decaurey the fuck out. That was one of the reasons why I changed my name to Henderson instead of Douglas like Pop’s name. I was more like the Henderson side of my family and looked like them too. Jakari looked just like Avery, and Rylan was a perfect mix of Avery and Mama. I was all Mama.

I slapped Rylan’s hand and gave him half a hug. “How’s everything, man?”

“Good. Lil man like to eat.”

“Well, he didn’t steal that shit. Hey, Angel.”

She looked up from the baby and smiled. “Hey, Christian. How are you?”

“I’m okay, but you look tired.”

“I am. He’s always eating. I may have to alternate between breastfeeding and a bottle because I’ll never sleep like this.”

I gave her a slight smile. “You’ll figure it out, sis.”

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