Page 58 of A Toxic Redemption

"Leave, huh?" He angled his head as he hovered over me. "You had no business being over here in the first place." He stared momentarily before bending down to kiss me on the nose. "It's cool, though, because I'm killing this nigga. Go hop in the truck for me."

Pushing me to the side, I watched his back as he entered Monty's house. Was he really going to kill him? I don't know, but I wasn't going to stand here like an idiot and wait for him to come back and get me next. Sprinting over to his truck, I opened the driver's side and slid in. I was about to leave his crazy ass right here.

"Damn, Dee, I know you weren't going to leave my nigga hanging like that."

"Bino," I gasped. He scared the hell out of me because I didn't know his weird ass was in the back seat. "Why are you sitting back there?"

"Why you ducked off in that nigga's crib knowing how my cousin feels about you?"

"I literally just found out, dude." I rolled my eyes and faced back forward. "Plus, he doesn't mean that. Does he?"

"Girl, that nigga has been chasing you for weeks." He chuckled and leaned up over the middle console. "He didn't even chase Mia's ass like this. He knows he fucked up when he ghosted you. He wasn't on any bullshit, Dee. Listen, I know that nigga, and if that ain't love, I don't know what is. If you haven't lost him, give him a chance."

Lost him?I heard what Bino said, and the thought of not having Khalil made me sick to my stomach. Since the moment I met him, I knew his ass was trouble, and here I am, in love with him. This shit happened so fast, and I may have lost him even faster.

"Jake is on the way," Khalil spoke as he opened the driver's door. Slowly, he brought his eyes to me. "Why are you on this side?"

"She was about to leave your ass." Bino chuckled as he opened the back door to get out. "I'm going to go in here and wait on my brother. You leaving?"

"Nah, I'm going to stay out here until he comes," Khalil answered but never took his eyes off me. "Move out of the way, Luck."

I wanted to press him about the harshness in his tone, but I know I brought it on myself. Instead of putting up a fight, I moved over to the passenger side of his truck. For a moment, we stared into the darkness without saying a word.

"Are you mad at me?" I asked as I dragged my eyes over to him. "Do you still want me?"

Staring straight ahead, Khalil ignored me as if I weren't there. It bothered me because he had never been this cold to mebefore. As badly as I wanted to press him, I crossed my arms and sat back quietly. I wasn't going to pressure anyone to talk to me.

"You're hardheaded as fuck girl," he gritted. "For weeks, I have been trying to make this shit up to you, but you haven't been trying to hear a nigga. Then what do you do? You come out here and kick it at another nigga's crib." He locked eyes with me, and I swear my life flashed before my eyes. "Were you going to fuck him?"

"No," I hurried and answered. "I was ready to go before I was able to sit down good, Khalil. I didn't want to be here."

"Why?"

"It felt wrong," I honestly answered. "For weeks now, I've been in my feelings about you dissing me. I get you had shit going on, but you could have talked to me. You know the issues I have with being in a relationship, and I feel like you disregarded my feelings because of what you had going on."

"Come here, Lucky."

Khalil leaned his seat back and extended his hand for me to sit in his lap. Removing my boots and jacket, I complied and crawled over to him. Straddling him, he placed his hands on my waist and kissed the tip of my nose before speaking.

"I sincerely apologize if you felt like I neglected you." He glared at me with remorseful eyes. "That was never my intention. When we went to Miami, and I asked you to be my girl, I meant it. I want you in my life. I need you in my life. You're the peace that I need in the midst of all my chaos, and I never meant to hurt you or make you feel invalid. Can we please give this a chance, baby? A real chance. No more running, no more lack of communication."

His words, his stare. I felt as if Khalil was speaking to my soul. This man and his toxic ways had stolen my heart, and I honestly didn't want him to give it back.

"You meant it when you said you love me?" I smirked as I traced his bottom lip with my thumb. "I told you this pussy was going to change your life."

"You did." He chuckled and pulled closer to him. "And I do love you." He wrapped his hand firmly around my throat and placed his lips on mine. "More than you will ever know."

I placed my hands on his shoulders and kissed him with so much passion that it felt as if my juices were seeping through my jeans. I wanted him, and I wanted us. I wasn't going to fight it anymore.

"I love you too, Khalil," I panted between kisses. "Just don’t hurt me again."

CHAPTER

THIRTEEN

KHALIL

"Shit,"I hissed as I palmed the back of her head. "Suck that shit, Lucky."

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