Page 22 of Beyond The Stars

“Qamar,” he charmed, making the ten year old swoon. “Today is a yes day. Yes, to everything. That’s the only word we’re using. Cool?”

“Heck yes!” Noodle jumped up and down, making Siasia shake her head.

“You have no idea the monster you will create.” Siasia looked up at Qamar. She wasn’t in heels which gave him more height over her.

“This your car?” Noodle asked as he opened the door for her to get in.

“It’s yours today. Pretty princesses get to ride in hood carriages.”

“I always wanted to be a princess, Qamar. How you know?” Noodle’s big eyes looked up at him like he had all the answers. For her he would.

“I know everything, Noodle. Now get in and put your seatbelt on,” he directed before clearing his throat to stop Siasia from opening her own door. “Don’t act like you don’t know how we operate.”

Siasia smiled, grabbing her heart to calm its erratic beating. Once she was inside, he reached in to put her seatbelt around her. Inhaling him, she was content. This time she didn’t push his door open since she was secured by the belt.

Qamar looked behind him. “You got enough room?”

“What you trying to say, I’m big?” Noodle faked appalled.

“Never, Princess.” He winked before putting the car in drive and pulling off. Doing a donut for the kids, they went wild.

“Show off,” Siasia teased, loving the way he showed love to the kids.

Any shame she felt about him knowing where she lived vanished the moment his eyes didn’t double in size when she opened the door for him. Qamar didn’t seem to care about her living arrangements. Another thing that went against everything she thought she knew about him. Qamar cranked the music up when Devin Port’s Living on the Edge came on.

“‘Cause one thang about it, I can make shit stretch. From this money to your body if you don’t come correct,” Noodle rapped along, snapping her finger and bobbing just like Qamar.

“What you know ‘bout that, Noodle?”

“I like Devin Port.”

“I knew you was made for me.” Qamar looked at her through the rearview, gaining him a big smile.

Siasia settled deeper in her seat, telling her ovaries to calm down. The way he was attentive to her little sister, she wouldn’t mind giving him a baby. Which was probably why he had one on the way. It was easy to see what other girls saw in him. He was easy, charming, and sweet as pie. That was all extra to his handsome face.

They pulled up to the phone company. “Remember it’s a yes day,” Qamar said, giving Siasia a look, reminding her of the rules.

“But what we here for?” Siasia shifted in her seat, feeling uncomfortable.

Shutting the car off, Qamar smirked. “You need a phone.”

“Need? I think that’s a stretch.”

“I need to get in touch with you,” he cleared up.

“Oh, can I get a phone too?” Noodle bounced in her seat.

“No!”

“A new iPad, yes.” Qamar looked at Siasia again. “You too young for a phone.”

“I’m not though. I’m ten and almost in middle school.”

“Almost don’t count.”

“You said we could only say yes.” Noodle pouted, crossing her arms.

Siasia turned her head so fast you’d get whiplash from watching it. “Noodle!”

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