Page 127 of Maceo

He reached for my hands, and I was happy to give them to him.

“He just needed a good woman to bring it out of him. Thank you for seeing more than dollar signs in my son.”

I giggled. “I can’t lie… those dollar signs are nice.” We shared a laugh before I added, “Seriously, though. The charm won me over.”

“And we get babies out of it. Darlyn needs a cousin, and Pop Pop needs another grandbaby. Now that all this shit is over, I expect one in the next nine months.”

I laughed. “Damn! Can we enjoy marriage a little first?”

“I’ll give you a year.”

“How kind of you.” I playfully rolled my eyes. “Can I ask you something?”

“Anything.”

“You really think this is over?”

“I do. If it’s not, we’ll handle it like any other task. Hopefully, it’s over. I’m getting too old to have my ass out in the field like that. Let’s just pray whoever my other kids end up with doesn’t fuck around and get kidnapped. I love y’all, but y’all are trying to take me outta here quicker than I’m ready to go.”

“I don’t know. According to Maceo, Mia and Titan might give you a run for your money.”

He palmed his head. “I don’t wanna think about that. I just have the strongest feeling that those two will end up together, and all hell is gonna break loose. I can see it now.”

We talked for a little while longer before I got a text from Maceo, asking me where I was like he didn’t have my location. I said my goodbyes to Senior and hopped on my golf cart to head back home. As I drove past Mia’s house, I saw none other than Titan DeLuca coming out the front door with Mia behind him.

“Fuck you, DeLuca. I never wanna see you again!”

“Yeah, you say that until you hit my line asking me to come through and tap that ass.”

“I hope you enjoyed it this last time, because you will never get the chance to smell my pussy again, fuck nigga.”

“How much you wanna bet? I guarantee I can have you face down, ass up by tonight if I wanted to. Take your little ass back in the house and smoke something to calm your fucking nerves.”

I shook my head as I kept going about my business. When I pulled up in the yard, I could smell whatever my man was cooking. I hopped off the golf cart and practically floated inside. Music bumped through the speakers as I made my way to the kitchen. I stopped and covered my mouth to avoid cackling at the sight of this man in nothing but his boxers, socks, a chef hat, and an apron that read,Season Yo’ Shit.

The sounds of “Poledancer” by Wale and Megan Thee Stallion filled the space as he rapped along to the song. I fought to hold back my laughter as he jigged to the beat. I watched until Meg’s part was about to drop. Walking over, I turned him to face me as I rapped along to the lyrics. He grinned as he silently hyped me up.

Grabbing my hand, he twirled me around until my ass was in his crotch. I twerked on him as I kept rapping the lyrics until his nasty ass tried to pull my pants down.

“Baby! Stop!” I shrieked, playfully slapping his chest.

He yanked me to him and wrapped an arm around my waist. “You know you can’t put that ass on me without me getting excited. I don’t know why you even played with me like that.” He dropped a sweet kiss on my lips. “Where you been, woman?”

“Why? You missed me?”

“I did. I’m used to waking up before you most of the time. I didn’t get my creep time in this morning.”

I laughed. “Creep time?”

“Time where I just stare at your pretty ass and wonder how I got so damn lucky.”

I blushed. “Maceo, you really watch me sleep?”

“I do. That’s the only time I can really stare at you without you asking me what the fuck I’m looking at.”

I laughed, because I was quick to ask him that if he stared at me for too long.

“I went to talk to your dad. Sidenote, you know him and Maddie are messing around?”

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