Page 99 of Save Room for Us

“Nothing is wrong. I’ve just been texting you all morning and no response yet. Now why are you at the doctor?”

Nibbling on my lip, I contemplated on whether or not I should tell her.

“To see about getting some birth control.” I jumped when she screeched.

“Oh my gosh. Why do you need that?” I could hear her smiling, and it made me do the same as I drove.

“Well, because I don’t want to be pregnant, and I’m doing things that get you pregnant.”

“With Asif St. Thomas? Oh my gosh.”

“Calm down.” I chuckled.

“How did you go from wanting to only be his friend and all this stuff to fucking raw, Stazi?”

“I don’t know, it just hit me. We were spending time together a lot already, and then one day, he came over to help me with Sophie so I could clean up and cook. Then he took me to the grocery store and bought tickets for us to see a movie. As I ate the food I made in Mama’s kitchen, with this fine, attentive, good smelling man sitting across from me, I told myself right then I was gonna fuck him.” We laughed in unison. “The raw part just happened and keeps happening.”

“Wow.”

“I know it sounds simple and basic, but it really wasn’t. Him doing all of that, that day really meant a lot to me and took some pressure off of my mental health. Then in conjunction with all the other shit he’s been doing, and I just wanted to fuck him.”

Chortling, she replied, “I heard that. Please, Cedric, wake up and please, sis, show up to court pregnant by Asif.”

We both cracked up.

“I am not gonna show up pregnant. Can you imagine?”

“Girl, Cedric would jump across the courtroom trying to kill somebody.”

I pondered as Analicia continued to speak because she was right. Cedric felt like he owned me, and he was probably fighting to wake from his coma right now because I was sure he couldfeelthat I was getting fucked by someone else.

“I want him to wake up so my charges stay at attempted murder, but at the same time, I don’t.”

“I know, but he’s not gonna bother you when he does.”

“I sure hope he doesn’t try.” I sighed.

“Bet not, because your new man is not having it!” she joked, but little did she know how right she was. Or maybe she did know. “How did Asif convince President of the Condom Committee to let him smash raw?”

“Leeci, shut up.” I giggled. “He was talking all sensual and sexy in that deep voice…” My thoughts drifted to the way he was kissing on me, licking me… and how I could feel his very hard, very big dick rubbing against me, “and something possessed me to say fuck it.” I exhaled. “He’s too good at stuff like that. He knows what to touch, what to say, when to say it.”

And the orgasms were amazing… literally. Asif was the only man who had ever made me cum by clitoral and penetration stimulation at the same time, and it was extraordinary. The sex felt so good I didn’t care how I sounded or how I looked; I just wanted to keep cumming.

“Yeah, that’s how they get you.” Analicia giggled. “It got to a point with Bashar where I was like, I want the dick now, and I don’t wanna wait while you cover it up! Pull it out and let me sit down right away, nigga.”

“Yes!” I guffawed along with her. “But I wanna talk with Bashar about it because I can’t have anything messing up my case. People are already saying I did this because I was having an affair.”

“So stupid and dumb.”

“Right. It’s just crazy to me that no one seems to care that this man had a whole nother life with Jacinta.”

“People always hate the women but tell us the men just don’t know any better.”

That was surely the truth.

We talked some more until I got to my own home and let her know I would text her later. Hopping out, I went inside to grab a few things, which I was allowed to do. The detectives had gotten most of what they needed, but I still wasn’t allowed to reside here. It made no sense to me, but at least I was able to get some of my clothes and some more of Sophie’s things.

Entering the house, an overwhelmingly unpleasant feeling came over me. Memories of me living here with Cedric began to come back to me tenfold and at rapid speed. I could smell him here still, and the sight of the couch he’d choked me until my last breath on gave me the chills. The bookcase he’d rammed me into countless times and the counter I’d grip after he’d backhand me jumped out at me as well.

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