Page 64 of Beyond The Stars

Taking deep breaths, she opened her eyes, determination mingling with fear. She couldn't let him face this alone. Siasia straightened, her resolve hardening. If he was willing to risk it all for her, then she had to be strong enough to fight for both of them. She resumed her pacing, each step a silent promise that she would stand by him, no matter the outcome.

With his head held high, Qamar closed the door behind him after he walked out of the room. Turning the corner, he was met with Siasia pacing the floor. “Mama,” he called out to her.

Siasia took off to jump into his arms. “Qamar, what happened? I’m so sorry?” her words and questions ran on.

“Shh.” He kissed her lips. “Let me get you out of here, then I’ll tell you all about a fine ass girl that got me expelled from school.”

“Daddy,” Siasia crooned, digging her nails into Qamar’s back.

For the last few hours he’d been getting reacquainted with her body while punishing her for ducking out on him. Naked as the day he was born, Qamar’s back flexed as he circled his hips, making sure to hit every corner in Siasia’s pussy. Aggressively. Because he was mad—pissed that she’d left him when all he wanted was her by his side.

“Ugh, Qamar!” she shrieked as another tingling orgasm ripped through her core.

His larger hand gipped her neck applying just enough pressure. “Take this dick, mama—all of it. I gotta remind you who yo belong to. You’ve belonged to me ever since I saw your fine ass dancing at the party.”

“I’m yours,” she agreed, hoping he’d give her a moment to breathe. “I’m yours, forever, Qamar. Just?—”

“Just what?” He applied a little more pressure to her neck before smashing his lips into hers. “Just what, Siasia?” Qamar looked her in the eyes.

Her tongue jutted across her lips because Qamar was draining her off all her moisture. Her pussy was leaking. “I’m just afraid—afraid to see what’s past the moon.”

“Us. We’re past the moon.” He growled, sucking her lips into his mouth as he released his semen on her stomach.

Both spent but in bliss, Qamar laid his body on top of hers.

“You know you’re heavy, right?” Siasia grunted, wiggling her body under his.

He laid another kiss on her lips, the warmth of his affection lingering as he rolled over to lay beside her. The silence enveloped them like a soft, protective cocoon, as if they were two mermaids who’d just exchanged their human legs for fins, ready to dive into a new world free from the chaos that had plagued their lives. The air was thick with unspoken thoughts, both of their minds swirling around the same question—what now?

“What—” Siasia began, her voice barely above a whisper.

“I—” Qamar cut in, their words colliding in a delightful mess that sparked laughter between them, a momentary reprieve from the weight of their realities.

“I’m sorry, Qamar. I really am. Like, your family already hates me… I can only imagine what they’ll be saying about me now in the family group chat,” she confessed, a hint of worry threading through her tone.

Pulling her closer, Qamar pressed a tender kiss against her neck, his breath warm against her skin. “I don’t give a fuck what nobody has to say. This is my life, and someone told me to start living it my own way. Besides, they’re not that bad, for real.”

“I can’t tell,” she mumbled, her brow furrowing as she searched his eyes for reassurance.

With a gentle shift, Qamar climbed over her, positioning himself so he could meet her gaze directly. “My family ain’t really like that. They love hard. Luna is the type of girl to cuss me out for doing another girl wrong. Solar? Well, she’s a little more… expressive. Her issue ain’t with you; it’s with me. I’ll handle my family. They will love you, I promise.”

“And if they don’t?” she asked, a flicker of doubt creeping into her voice.

“Then Christmas will be smaller than I’m used to,” he joked, attempting to lighten the mood, but Siasia couldn’t find humor in it. The pounding on the door jolted them both, their eyes widening in alarm.

“Qamar!” Janay’s voice rang out, sharp and insistent. “I know you’re in here. I saw your car in the garage. Open the damn door!”

Siasia rolled her eyes, a wave of frustration washing over her. She already regretted her decision to be part of the baby mama club. While she had no issues with Malaysia, she was grouped in automatically because she shared a child with Qamar. A weight Siasia wasn’t sure she was ready to bare. The tension in the room shifted, and as Qamar’s expression turned serious, Siasia couldn’t shake the feeling that their moment of peace was about to be shattered.

Siasia's heart raced as the reality of the situation crashed down on her. The pounding on the door was relentless, and the tension in the air thickened. She glanced at Qamar, his expression a mix of determination and concern.

“You should probably handle that. She’s not going away, Qamar.” She sighed before rolling out the bead, heading to the bathroom. “And put on some damn pants!” she yelled.

Qamar laughed but did as he was told.

The walk to the door seemed shorter than ever before. He glanced into Esmeray’s room. Qamar concluded he needed a bigger house. A bigger place since his family was expanding. Where would he lay down his roots? He had no clue but Arkansas would have to be the start of something fresh and new. Thoughts of signing with the Arkansas Arrows was the only thing keeping him sane because the way he’d just blown up any plan B—it had to work. Clearing his throat, Qamar braced himself before he pulled the door open.

Locs thrown over her head, Janay glared at him with Belinay on her hip. “Are you out of your fuckin’ mind?” she asked, pushing past him to get in the house.

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