Mom: Tuh.
Aunt Velma: Easy on my baby, Vernise. I’m down for whatever, Mama.
Gina: *giggling* Ma stay ready to defend Yatta’s ole trifling ass.
Turquoise: Facts. What were you in jail for, brother?
Nana: Stop being nosy, Quoise. The rest of y’all have your narrow asses here later today. Oh, bring that man with you, Chaniya.
“Well, damn, Nana.” Shaking my head, I exit the family group chat so I don’t have to see how my family is going to react to the information Nana dropped like a bomb.
The out of the blue information from Nana and Kenyatta’s statement also let me know why he’s been silent. It also makes me wonder if his jail stay has anything to do with the woman he’s been dealing with lately. Kenyatta tends to engage in toxic love over stable love, so I wouldn’t be surprised. I’m also grateful that I no longer have to worry about Kenyatta being the primary person handling Caleb’s grooming needs.
“What’s up, Cha-Cha?” My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth when Germayne reenters his bedroom with a towel around his waist and droplets of water on his toned chest. “Taking another shower after I make us dirty is lightwork. Say the word, Cha-Cha.”
My middle pulsates, my eyes glaze over, and my body temperature elevates when my gaze shifts to Germayne’s hungry and lust-filled expression. In a rare instance, Mom called for Caleb to spend the night with her, allowing me to stay with Germayne. Thankfully for me and my neglected libido,Germayne had worked the day shift, allowing him to be off overnight to fulfill both our needs. Like the tormentor he is, Germayne unwraps his towel before stalking toward me with his hard, thick, and veiny dick swinging. An unapologetic moan slips from my lips as my mouth waters with each step he takes toward me.
“Let me help you out, Cha-Cha.” Kissing my lips, Germayne lays me flat on the bed while spreading my legs apart with his.
“Please,” I whine when he releases my lips.
“I’m right here.”
When Germayne starts sucking on my left nipple, I melt further into the mattress, unsure if my family will have the pleasure of seeing me today.
“Where your nappy-headed ass at, Chaniya?” Nana snaps once I answer her incoming call.
The power of good dick will have you sliding down a shaft one minute and falling into a post-multiple orgasmic sleep coma within the next thirty minutes. I’m here to testify because that’s exactly what happened to me. Although I might have decided to shuck my family obligations, clearly, Nana isn’t about to let me slide off into the sunset on Germayne’s dick.
“Chaniya Katia O’Neal, I know good and got damn well you ain’t ignoring me,” Nana snaps, which causes Germayne to stir from behind me.
Both of us fell asleep after our last round of intense sex, which means we’ll have to shower before attempting to get dressed to head to Nana’s house.
“Sorry. I was sleeping. It’s at your house, right?” I respond finally.
“Climb off that young man’s strong arm and get your ass here. You know it's at my house because Yatta bedhops too much for a residence, Velma’s house is no bigger than a mouse trap, and Vernise ain’t going for it. If you’re not here in the next hour, I’m having someone track your phone.” With that threat, Nana disconnects the call.
“So, I guess all that yelling means we have to get up, huh?” Germayne’s voice is heavy with sleep as he pulls me into his chest.
“Unless you have a way for us to skip town,” I suggest.
“Nah, there’s no time like the present.”
“I know. I just wanted a small and intimate way for you and Caleb to become acquainted with you being my man.” Pouting, I cross my arms, unsure about how this is going to go with all of my family in the same place.
Introducing Germayne to Nana and Caleb seemed like small potatoes, yet doing it this way has my stomach flipping and twisting with uncertainty.
“Chill. I got you, and everything is gonna be cool. The only people who matter in this thing are you and Caleb. Everyone else’s opinion won’t shift my mind, nor will they be able to run me off. You handled the introduction and co-mingling of my family effortlessly, so trust me to do the same. I ain’t worried or scared. Now, let's move on before someone else hits your line.”
“See, this is why I’m becoming addicted to you. You always say the right things to calm me down or shift my mood.”
“That’s one of my purposes in your life. Now, move your ass. I need to make a good impression.” Germayne taps my butt, making me giggle before getting out of the bed and heading to the shower while mentally praying for a good outcome.
“Do you think having my grandbaby around another one of your temporary men is a good idea? Whenever I think you’re on the right track, you give me another reason to wonder who I raised.” Mom’s voice and her aggressive tone sour my stomach, and I dump the plate I’m about to fill in the neighboring trash can.
Turning to stare into Mom’s eyes, I fight the shiver in my spine from the hateful expression shining within her gaze. My family, including Caleb, have been nothing but welcoming and open to Germayne’s presence. Yet, here comes the devil throwing a monkey wrench in my warm and bubbly feelings. For the first time since our arrival, I left Germayne alone to go fix me a plate. I should have known better than to think today would go without a glitch while Vernise O’Neal is around.
“To answer your question, Germayne and I have been dating for some time now, so I don’t. Thanks for your opinion, though.”