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"Baby, what's all the commotion about? And whose kid are you holding?" She crossed her arms and scowled at me. Kairo was too wrapped up in KJ to answer her right away.

Up close, even with her face sour, this woman calling him 'baby' was beautiful. Her presence tugged at my heart, but it was unrealistic to think that Kairo wouldn't have moved on in the three years that had passed. I disappeared; he had every right to. I was quiet as I looked at the anger on her face because it wasn't my place to answer her concerns. I would let him handle that.

"Do you not hear me?" She asked again as she nudged him before turning to me. "Ma'am, what business do you have with my husband?"

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KAIRO

"Ma'am, what business do you have with my husband?" Ayesha said from the side of me.

Had this not been a serious moment, I probably would've started laughing at her instigating ass. The jealousy on Cash's face is the only reason I let her have her moment and not correct her. Ayesha was Kaira's sister-in-law, and she was nothing more than a chick I fucked a couple times before.

"Go back to the truck with my mother. Tell her I'll be right there," I shooed her away. She knew I didn't have to answer her, and I wasn't going to pretend I did to make Cash mad. She turned with an attitude and stomped in the direction of the truck.

KJ was still hanging on to my neck, damn near suffocating me the same way I wanted to do his mother.

"Is this where you disappeared to?" I asked.

"No, I'm a state over in Kentucky. I'm just celebrating KJ's third birthday this weekend."

I clenched the muscles in my jaw. Just thinking about the fact that she chose to celebrate birthdays without me pissed me off.

"When is his birthday?" It was a question I should never have had to ask, and I kept willing myself to not People's Elbow her in this shop.

"Tomorrow," She answered.

"He was born on my mother's birthday."

"I'm sorry, Ro. I know I should've told you, but-"

"Give me your phone," I demanded.

"What? Why?" She countered, her face shifting from sadness to confusion.

"Open it and give it to me," I barked, and she did as I told her. I dialed my number and waited for my phone to ring so that I could contact her. My contact information was still saved in her phone; I had purposely kept the same number all these years, waiting for her to reach out to me, but that call had never come. After I called myself, I shared her location with me from her phone.

"Where are you staying?" I grilled her.

"Dorado Beach." She answered.

"Let me get my people to the house and settled in. I shared your location with me. If you're not at the hotel in exactly one hour, we're going to have a major issue. Do you understand that?"

She blew out a breath of frustration as she looked at KJ. "Don't take him, please." She begged.

"I'm not taking him. We have a lot we need to figure out. I'll meet you at the resort in one hour. Sixty minutes, don't even test your luck and show up in sixty-one." I looked her in the eyes as I spoke.

Leaning over so she could take him, he went back to her as she put him down on the ground, straightened his clothes, and kissed his cheek.

"I'll see you in a second, okay? Tell Mommy to let you buy whatever you want." I said as I reached my hand out for him toslap, which he gladly did. Then I went into my pocket and gave him a stack of money.

"You going back to school?" He questioned, and my eyes snapped to his mother.

"Nah, I'm done with school," I assured him. "Fifty-eight minutes," I said to Cash as I turned to return to the truck, now parked at the curb waiting for me.

The last thing I wanted to do was leave KJ with his mother, especially after discovering he existed. But I didn't want to add so many moving parts before I had shit figured out myself. My entire family was here; my sisters would probably stand in line behind my mama to beat Cashmere's ass. Right now, bullshit isn't what KJ needed. He needed to know he had a father, and I needed to bond with my son.

I had matured a lot since she left mebecauseshe left me. It was the first time in my life that I had a consequence for my actions that I gave a fuck about. The threat of jail and prison didn't faze me. But losing her had me sick as fuck. I'm not too tough to admit that I was down bad for at least a year. Cash was the only woman I had ever loved, aside from the females in my family. As much as I wanted to have hard feelings about how foul she moved, I couldn't bring myself to hate her. I know I put her in a predicament to lose everything because I couldn't check my feelings, but I didn't think she'd take it this far.

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