Page 51 of Too Many One Nights

“What you want to drink?” she asked. I backed up on the lean after our slip up. Once I found out I was having a son, I cut the shit out completely.

“Let me get a water.”

She brought the water, and I pulled her into my lap.

“You good?” I asked her. She didn’t willingly tell me shit, so I learned that if I wanted to know some shit, I had to ask her ass.

“I’m fine. What happened to you hand?” I looked down, and she was rubbing her fingers across my bruised knuckles.

“That nigga, Boom, brought his ass to Vault, asking for a rematch with Juke. He claimed he cheated so Juke could win, but how the fuck we rig a fight when you got knocked on your ass. He didn’t like the fact that I dismissed his ass, so he called himself fucking around and he quickly found the fuck out,” I informed.

“You…killed him?” She quizzed.

“Nah. I just knock that nigga on his ass and told him the next time he tried me, then I’d kill him.” I shrugged. I didn’t hide shit from Goldie because I needed her to know everything about me so that she could understand me.

After we ate, we laid in bed, and I rubbed her stomach while we watched Hustle & Flow. She loved this damn movie and since I was on some simp shit; I laid my ass right there and watched it with her. This was the type of shit I missed about relationships. I was a man, so naturally I wanted to fuck on my woman, but the intimacy with sex would always make me a sucker.

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Chapter Twenty

Nic

Eventhoughmybabyshower was tomorrow, I wanted to get some things for my baby. Buck wouldn’t let me set the other room up for his nursery. He said he would just sleep in the room with us since it was big enough for his crib. So, instead of arguing with him, I just put his clothes and other items in there.

“You like this?” I held up an outfit that was probably too expensive to be buying a baby, but it was cute.

“Ain’t shit my son wearing gone be cute.” He frowned while I laughed and handed him the outfit.

“All baby clothes are cute,” I countered. “Like this.” I held up a small blue and gray outfit that had a striped shirt and a pair of blue pants to match.

“Yeah, I like that. I think I saw a shirt like that over there I can get so me and my boy can match.” He grinned.

“Nic?” I heard from behind me. I turned to see Jerren approaching me. Buck eased me out the way and stepped in front of me.

“The fuck you want with her?” He snarled.

“Buck?” It wasn’t a surprise that he knew Buck. Everybody did.

“You’on know me like that to be letting my name roll off ya tongue like that. Now, since I’m tryna show my girl I’m tryna change and shit, I’ma ask you again what the fuck do you want with her?” He stood firm with his shoulders squared like he was waiting for Jerren to say the wrong thing.

“I just wanted to speak and see how she was doing,” he spoke.

“Nah, we ain’t doing that. Move ’round, bruh, before you piss me the fuck off.” Buck placed his hand on Jerren’s chest, pushing him out the way.

“I was jus—” he started to speak as he touched Buck’s arm to remove it. That was definitely the wrong move, because before I could blink, Buck punched him in the face.

“Ahh!” Jerren screamed out as he fell into the rack of clothes.

“Don’t look at me like that. Be lucky the nigga ain’t dead.” He smiled and all I could do was shake my head.

“Is everything okay over here?” An associate came and asked as she approached.

“Yeah. That nigga might need a pillow or some shit, though.” He pointed at Jerren sprawled out on the floor. He took my hand and escorted me to a register so we could pay for our son’s things and leave.

“I thought you said you would start acting like you had some sense?” I mentioned once we were in the truck and leaving the mall.

“Baby, when it comes to you and my son, I’m gone show my ass every single time.” He kissed my hand and all I could do was shake my head because that was about as good as I was gone get.

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