Page 50 of It's Love I'm After

“Every day I’m hustlin’, hustlin’.” Caleb’s young-ass rapping this particular song has me fighting not to release a full-body laugh.

Knocking on his semi-cracked door, I wait for him to grant me permission to enter, and when he does, I step in immediately, fanning my face from the overwhelming cologne piercing my nostrils.

“Whoa, C. How much cologne did you put on?”

“A little here, a little there . . . Something slight, Mr. Germayne,” Caleb informs me while staring at himself in the mirror on the back of his closet door.

Unbeknownst to me, Chaniya had preplanned Caleb’s outfit for today and had already ironed everything before hanging it in the closet. With her being sick, it’s a foresight I can appreciate since I worked last night and wouldn’t have time to do so before we had to be out the door. The crisp white shirt, navy blue pants with a crease down the leg, and all-white tennis shoes complement Caleb nicely. Chaniya had taken Caleb to get a haircut last week, so that’s also something that had been done in preparation for today.

“Alright, it’s about that time. Are you ready to go? If you hurry, we can stop by Chick-fil-A for breakfast.”

“I’m ready, but I need to let Mommy see me before we go,” Caleb says.

“Of course. Grab your bookbag.”

“Oh, hello, Ms. O’Neal. I’m sorry to hear that you’re sick. Don’t worry, Caleb is in great hands,” Mrs. McCants tells Chaniya while staring into the camera.

“I have no doubt, Mrs. McCants. I’ve heard nothing but great things about you. You have all my contact information if you should ever need me,” Chaniya returns before coughing, causing me to pull the phone away from Caleb’s teacher to look at Chaniya.

“You good, Cha-Cha?” Seeing her eyes redden and her chest pulling tight has my chest pinching and worry flowing through my bloodstream.

“I’ll take care of Caleb, Mr. Malone. I’ll let you get back to your lady, as I can see you pulling double duty here.” Mrs. McCants smirks.

“Yeah, yeah. Let me get out of here. Uh, C, I’ll see you after school.” Pulling my eyes from the phone back to Caleb and his teacher is a feat because my heart is on the other side of my phone.

“Okay. Kiss Mommy for me, Mr. Germayne.” With that, Caleb disappears inside the classroom, leaving me alone with his teacher.

“I’m fine,” Chaniya finally whispers.

“I see you’re just like my Lorenzo. Have a good day, Mr. Malone.” Mrs. McCants smiles before entering the classroom.

“I’m on my way, Cha-Cha. What do you need?”

“You,” Chaniya returns in a raspy and wheezy tone.

“Say less.” With Chaniya on my mind, I quickly move through the halls, leaving ShayNae Learning Institute without anyone prolonging my stay.

The time it takes me to drive back to Chaniya’s house from the school is less than it took initially. Part of that was less traffic going in the opposite direction, the bulk of it being my determination to lay eyes on my woman. Pulling into Chaniya’sdriveway, I quickly exit and jog the path leading to the porch before hopping the steps like I’m on an obstacle course. Inserting the key Chaniya had given me when she first got sick, I enter the front door, slipping my shoes off, hanging my keys on the hook, and taking the steps to the second floor two at a time. Hearing coughing coming from Chaniya, I increase my steps until I walk through her room’s threshold.

“Awe. Look at my poor baby,” I say upon seeing Chaniya coughing and wiping her nose with a tissue.

“I think you should eat my pussy so I can feel better too,” Chaniya whines hoarsely.

“What?”

The wrinkles on her forehead to match the cute pout on her lips have a smirk upturning my lips. My heart rate accelerates, and my blood pressure spikes the longer I stare at this woman whose sickness is far from a turn-off. Warmth spreads across my chest, and wedding bells sound in my ears when Chaniya beckons me to come closer. I didn’t give a damn what anybody had to say. When I met Chaniya O’Neal, love was always what I was after.

“I’m just saying, after the third day of sucking, you started getting a pep in your step. If it worked for you, then it should for me. I think I’m worth the shot, don’t you?”

“You’re worth everything I have to give, Cha-Cha. Lay back so I can take care of you. You’ve been sick long enough.”

“How was your first day, C? Sorry I was a little late. It won’t happen again.”

Messing around with Chaniya and eating her pussy led to her requesting my dick, and pleasing my woman, even while she’ssick, is something I’ll strive to do. My only dilemma was sucking Chaniya’s tongue like a lollypop while slowly stroking her so I wouldn’t release too fast. I also didn’t anticipate falling into a sleep coma with Chaniya, which had me late picking Caleb up from school. Since I can’t blame his mother’s hypnotic pussy for my tardiness, it's best to focus on what’s more important.

“It was so much fun. I made a couple friends. Lilly is my best friend because she’s so pretty. I liked how her braids swung whenever she laughed. She let me sit next to her at lunch and everything. I almost hit Bob for pushing her down at recess, but Mrs. McCants said that wouldn’t be nice. He better not touch Lilly tomorrow, or I’m gonna sneak him anyway,” Caleb tells me without pausing.

It didn’t take C long to discover the power of a woman’s wiles. He’s gone about Lilly like I am about his mama.

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