Page 46 of A Toxic Redemption

ELEVEN

KHALIL

January2023

I won't cap, bringing in the new year with Luck was the most fun I've had in a long time. Between shopping, clubbing, and being buried inside of her, I didn't want the fun to end. Unfortunately, it was time to get back to the money. It's been three months since my world was turned upside down finding out about my son, but I wouldn't change that for anything.

"So I'm going to see you later, right?" I hovered over Luck as we stood in her doorway. "I don't want no shit about it when I pull up."

"You're not tired of me yet?" She peered up at me with those pretty ass eyes of hers. "Don't you think you need to miss me?"

"Girl, my dick misses you already, and I haven't even left your spot yet?" I frowned as I peered down at her. "What the fuck do you mean?"

"So I'm just sex to you?" She frowned as she pushed me off of her. "Got it. Have a good day."

"Aye," I stopped her from closing the door on me, "don't start that weird shit, Luck. We've been having a good ass week, and Iwant to keep it that way. A nigga got to go handle some business, and I'm coming back. Talk to me and tell me the real."

Leading her to the nearby sofa, I pulled her into my lap and kissed all over her neck and face. We'd just woke up and had breakfast and I don't understand the problem. After bringing in the new year in Miami, we came back to the city and spent damn near an extra week together. The only time we left her crib was when she went to her bakery. Shit, even then, we didn't separate because my ass was right there beside her, boxing that shit up.

"Are you sure this is what you want to do?" She looked up at me and asked. She twiddled her fingers. It was cute seeing her all shy and shit. "We're home now, and you got all the pussy I had to offer in Miami. We don't have to pretend anymore."

Luck was nervous and hesitant, and I get that. What she needed to know is when I'm with somebody, I'm with them. Granted, when I was young, I didn't know any better. I thought I found the one in Mia, so I had no issue being faithful and the man she needed me to be. With Lucky, I have no desire to be with anyone else. After the things her mother did to her father, I can understand why she is guarded. Still, she doesn't have to be that way with me.

"There isn't a bitch out here that has anything I can't get from you, baby." I held her tightly and looked at her with nothing but sincerity. "I wouldn't tell you shit that I don't mean. I won't lie to you just to kick it and get some pussy. Yeah, it's good as a muhfucka, but that's not what I'm after."

"What is it you want then, Khalil?"

"Your heart." I placed my hand on her chest. "This is the most precious thing you can give a nigga, and I want it. I'm going to earn it, and I'm never giving it back. Shit with us won't be easy, but you gotta know I'm not going to do anything to intentionally hurt you."

I know the shit sounded fishy coming from a nigga that was fucking on two sisters but fuck them hoes. Speaking of, I made a mental note to holler at their stupid asses. They've been blowing a nigga up for weeks, and that shit stops now. Lucky is who I want, and that's who I'm going to be with.

"I'm going to trust you until you give me a reason not to." She smiled and threw her arms around my neck before pulling me into a kiss. "Get those hoes under control, Khalil. I know they've been hitting your line heavy. I can't believe you posted that damn picture."

I couldn't help but chuckle as I thought about the notifications and messages I received when I posted Luck on my social media. Bitches were hating something serious, but I didn't give a fuck. There was no way I was going to not let the world know who the fuck my girl was.

"You know I'm going to holla at them, right?" I lifted Luck from the couch and placed her on her feet. "You okay with that?"

"As long as it doesn't result with your dick in their pussy, I'm okay with you letting them know who you belong to."

"What about their mouth?" I asked as I followed her toward the door. "Ass? You know those hoes are nasty and... aight, man, damn. Stop hitting me, girl!"

"Get the fuck out, nigga." Slamming the door in my face, I couldn't help but simper at her violent ass. That girl was crazy as fuck, but she was mine.

Vacation time was over, and my lawyer's office was the first place I was headed to. I met Grayson through my father, and we were finally sitting and having a conversation. When we initially spoke, I gave him the rundown on the situation, and he asked for some additional information. Today, I guess it was time to get down to business.

"Yo," I answered the phone as I headed through town. I was so glad that the holidays were over. The streets were empty, and all those non-driving muhfuckas were back home. "Talk to me."

"Hey baby," my mother's sweet voice filled the speakers. "How was your vacation? I'm assuming everything went well since I didn't have to bond you out."

Thinking about how I told my mother about the trip with Luck sent me into laughter. I made it clear that if she didn't agree to be my girl before we left South Beach, she would have to come and bond me out jail. That crazy ass girl had a hold on a nigga, and I didn't even want to shake it.

"Yeah, everything went well," I assured her. "How's things with you and your baby daddy?"

"Watch your mouth, Kahlil." she sassed. "Don't worry about what's going on over here."

"What do you mean?" I frowned as I pulled into the lot of the lawyer's office. "You're my mama, and I don't know that nigga like that. Of course, I'm going to ask questions."

I know mama is back dealing with that nigga. Every time I called while I was on vacation, she'd hurry and rush me off the phone, and I knew he was the reason why. I ain't tripping, though. If she wanted to forgive that nigga then that was her business. All I ask is that he treats her with nothing less than the respect she deserves.

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