Page 121 of Save Room for Us

“So this isn’t like a test? I can use it for whatever I want?”

“Whatever you want, baby. You can do it again tomorrow if you up for it, but as flustered as yo’ ass is right now, I doubt it.”

We guffawed.

“Alright. Well, I will just take one of the bags and?—”

“That money better not be there when I see you next, Anastazia.”

“Fine.” I rolled my eyes playfully, until his statement registered. “Next? When will I see you next?” I frowned at the thought. “Sounds like it’s gonna be a while.”

“I ain’t mean it like that. You gon’ see me today, baby, but in a few weeks, I do have to leave town, just so you know.”

“Leave town for how long?” I sat on the bed since Sophie stirred a bit.

“Few days. I got some business to handle out in Nevada.”

“Oh. Okay.” It was only a few days, so I didn’t know what was bothering me so.

“You gon’ miss me, even if it’s just a few days?”

“I am.” I tried not to sound so crestfallen, but I couldn’t help it.

“Yo’ spoiled ass don’ got used to seeing a nigga every day, I see. That ain’t the normal. I just do that shit with you.”

“I know.” I nodded. “I heard one of your workers complaining about his girlfriend because he hadn’t been to see her for three days.”

Chuckling, Asif replied, “Yeah, that’s part of the game, baby. Only I can’t go a day without seeing you, hearing ya voice, touching you, being inside you, so I make shit happen. Step out earlier than needed so I can be done by a certain time and other small ass adjustments.”

Lying back, I closed my eyes, already dreading the few days he would be gone. And since it was work, we probably wouldn’t talk much either while he was out there.

“How long again?”

“Few days.” He laughed.

“You don’t want company? I can cook, I think I’m pretty cute, and I’m willing to put out.” I joked.

That got him chortling.

“You more than pretty cute, love. You wanna go? You may have to kick it in the room for a bit while I make some moves, but afterwards, we can kick the shit.”

I was surprised he asked me.

“Would love to, but I should stay back with Sophie, so no. I will be here when you come back.” I gave a subtle smile as if he could see me. “Don’t let one of those street walkers get in your pants.”

“I like exclusive pussy, not that friendly shit.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Absolutely. I want you specifically, always. When my dick get hard, I immediately think about when I can get to you. Before, I would think about what bitch I would hit up to come relieve me.”

“I guess that’s a compliment.”

“It is. I ain’t never been scared of monogamy or running from the shit, but I can admit, the desire was never there. Then, I met you.”

“Then you met me,” I repeated, trying to hide the blushing in my voice.

“Told myself if I got you or even got the chance to hit, I wasn’t using no condom, and I wasn’t pulling out.”

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