Page 47 of Intercept My Heart

“They are kids, Money. Regardless of what you may feel toward me, they aren’t able to process things the same way we are. I told them the important things they needed to know at the time.”

“So, what now?” I asked, wondering about the next steps. Obviously, I needed to get answers about their paternity, but I wasn’t even sure where to start with all of this.

“There is a DNA center on the East side. We can go up there and take a test if you want.” Something about the way she said it caught my attention.

“Why aren’t you pressed to find out the truth? You keep saying if I want to. Are you afraid of the truth or something? You don’t want your dirt to come to the light?”

“Fuck you, Money. You have every right to be upset, but I’m only going to let you take so many shots at me. Like I said, the ball is in your court.”

“You can cut the attitude because all of this shit is on you. Now it’s clear there is someone in my camp who has to answer some questions, but you could have done more to make sure I knew. It seems like you really didn’t want me around.”

“Again, you don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“And you don’t seem to have very many answers. Look, I don’t even want to argue with you. I can’t change shit that happened. Right now, my only focus is getting the answers I need concerning the twins.”

“I’ll schedule an appointment and send you the information on where to meet us.” We hadn’t been in each other’s presence in years, but I noticed how much she had changed. Back in the day, she probably would have broken down crying, but her shoulderswere square, and she appeared much stronger. I liked her new edge.

“Yeah, you do that.” Her eyes rolled, and I smirked. Baby girl looked like she wanted to smack me again. I’d be lying if I said it didn’t slightly amuse me.

“Whatever, Money. I’ll be in touch.”

“When did you start calling me Money?” I inquired, catching on to the fact that she kept calling me by my nickname. As long as I’d known her, she never addressed me by that name, so it sounded weird coming from her mouth.

“What?”

“I asked when you started calling me Money. You never called me that before.”

“Because you aren’t my Dinero, and you haven’t been in a very long time. Anyway, I’ve kept my boys waiting long enough, and Moolah is blowing my phone up. I don’t want him thinking something happened to me.”

“I would never do anything to hurt you.”

“I used to believe that too.” With that, she turned and walked out of the gym. I stood there replaying the interaction over and over again in my head. My reaction was valid, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that there was a lot that I didn’t know about. I guessed the truth would be coming out sooner rather than later.

“Oh yes, baby!”My fiancée Harper screamed into the pillow.

“Fix your fucking arch!” I smacked her while I hammered into her from behind. Sweat dripped down my chest as I fucked her with no mercy. It had been two weeks since we had seen each other, and I needed this release bad as fuck.

“Let’s change positions. You know I don’t like doggy style,” she requested. I rolled my eyes because I knew she was about to ruin my nut. We were barely intimate as it was, but then she pulled this shit, and it completely turned me off.

Harper flopped on her back with her legs spread. This was the only position she ever wanted to do, and after all these years, I’d grown tired of the shit. I closed my eyes, feeling my dick begin to get soft. Internally, I battled with whether I even wantedto finish, but I decided to push through. Images of Sunny in her scrubs crossed my mind, and I instantly rocked up. It might have been wrong, but I needed this nut, so I decided to push my morals to the background for a moment.

I hovered over her body and then lined myself with her opening. A groan escaped me as I pushed past her slick folds. Sex with Charae always seemed more spiritual than physical, but it wasn’t like that with Harper. There always seemed to be something missing. With Charae, I wasn’t always good with my words, so I made it my mission to make sure she could feel my love each time I entered her. Memories of her clawing my back while declaring her love for me took over, and I found myself reliving those moments.

“Oh, baby. You feel so good.”

“Shit,” I cursed, wrapping her legs around my waist as I dug deep inside her womb. In my mind, Rae was screaming how much she missed me and how empty she felt without me. I made it my mission to remind her of just how much she had missed in her absence. Stroke after stroke, her walls continued to spasm around my shaft.

“Fuck!” One, two, three—that was how many orgasms I counted while rocking in and out of her. My eyes remained closed tight in order to stay in the fantasy. I drowned out the sound of Harper moaning and replaced it with those melodious cries I used to draw from Sunny. Her sensual sex faces played in my head like movie clips. The way she used to bite down on her juicy bottom lip when she was trying to keep quiet turned me on even more.

“I’m cummin’!”

“Cum on this dick, Sunny,” I commanded, feeling my balls tingle with each stroke. My nut rose, and I quickly pulled out, stroking my seeds into the condom.

My body shook from the sensations, and I hastily hopped out of the bed to dispose of the rubber. I was surprised Harper didn’t complain about me wearing protection again. For some reason, she was on this baby kick, and I wasn’t feeling it. I wasn’t ready for another baby with her, and I wasn’t sure if I ever would be.

“That was incredible. What has gotten into you?” The sound of her voice irritated me in a way it never had before.

“We’ve both been on the road, so I guess I needed the release. What do you have planned for the day?” I needed to tell her about what was going on. Charae and I scheduled a DNA test for the boys and me. Since Harper was in New York for the last two weeks, I decided to wait until we were face-to-face before I broke the news to her.

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