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“I don’t give a fuck about that nigga, I wanna know my daughter.”

“Your daughter who doesn’t know you because you chose not to be in her life. You chose no?—”

“Yo, didn’t I tell you to leave her the fuck alone and find something to do with yo’ time?” Cartrek’s voice filled the space as he walked toward us with Adorie in his arm and a mug plastered on his face.

“Look I?—”

“I’on wanna hear none of that. Be real lucky that they’re here, or you wouldn’t be walking up out of this motherfucker.”

Don backed up, hands up like he was about to surrender, but of course like the coward I knew him to be, he got near the door and got loud. “I will be back. Nobody will stop me from meeting my child.”

“A bullet will. Keep fucking around.”

We made it to my office a few seconds later, and Adorie was all over Cartrek telling him about her day like she hadn’t seen the nigga this morning. Of course he peered intently at her, listening to, and responding to everything she said. Her initial excitement from seeing him wore off after a while andbefore I knew it, she was sitting on the other side of the loveseat tapping away on her iPad.

I was shaken up from Don’s little stunt. So shaken up that I couldn’t keep my eyes off my daughter. “He didn’t sign her birth certificate, so he doesn’t have any rights to her, right? I think I need to get a law?—”

“Nah. I got it, I’ll handle it.” My eyes went to his heated ones. “You ready to go?”

“Yeah, we gotta stop by and get my and Dorie’s bad but that’s about it. Are you sure you’re up for that drive?”

He nodded. “It’s necessary, and I know you like that space.” He smiled forcing the fire in his eyes at bay.

I could tell there was something else, but he wouldn’t tell me. Not directly that is. I grabbed my purse and a few things I might need before I looked him over. I felt his eyes on me the entire time I moved.

“What’s old boy’s name?”

“Why?”

“Cause I asked.” His tone was cold almost like a steel pipe.

“Adonis Jeffries.”

He nodded, then seconds later stood to his feet, picking up Adorie and her iPad as well.” We left a few moments later and he trailed me all the way to my place. Something was off, I could feel it, but I decided not to ask him about it. I just hoped that if it was something bad, he’d talk to me and not have me out of the loop.

“Are you okay?”I asked walking into his office where he had been barricaded pretty much since we got here.

He looked up from his desk, eyes on me for a moment before he nodded. “I’m good, why you ask?”

“Um, I don’t know. It seems like you’ve been in here hiding.”

He chortled. “I’m straight, I just got a lot on my mental.” When I was close enough to his grasp, he pulled me closer to him.

“Like what? Do you wanna talk about it?” while I spoke hewas pushing me up onto the empty desk.

He pecked my chest, hand traveling under my shirt. “Nope. That shit’ll be there tomorrow.”

“You sure, bec—” I started, but his lips were already pressing against mine.

“Positive. Where is Adorie?”

“On the sofa asleep.” His hands at the hem of my shirt, lifting it off my body.

Standing to his feet, he tossed it across the room before he attacked my body, covering it with his own. “You always smell so fucking good.”

I smiled. “And you’re always telling me that.”

“Cause it’s true.” I felt his hands at my underwear, as he pushed them to the side totally disrespecting them with his fingers. Playing in my folds, before he pulled my body forward halfway off the desk hovering over his lap. Tonight was about to be long, because one he was determined to prove to me that there was nothing on his mine, and two, me letting him.

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