Page 70 of River & Crown
"River, move. I got money to make and?—"
"And what bitches to see?"
"No one said all that. Go shit the fuck down and move."
"No!"
"River, I'm not gon' tell you again. Move your ass."
"Nigga, I said no!" I spat, jamming my finger into his forehead. His head reared back, but I wished it went further, snapping his neck.
"Aye, put your fucking hands on me again and watch what I do," he gritted lowly.
"Nigga, you not gon' do sh?—"
Grabbing my arm before I could mush his ass again, Sincere twisted my arm, folding it behind my back.
"That hurts! Sincere! You're fucking hurting me!"
"You don't fucking listen! Always thinking someone's playing with your ass."
"Sincere!" I cried, but this nigga didn't give a fuck.
He led me toward the couch as I bounced from foot to foot.
"Sit the fuck down and don't get up." He shoved me onto the couch, and I popped back up, ready for whatever.
"River, stop playing with me and sit your ass down." He shoved me again, but this time, he allowed himself to fall on top of me as his lips kissed along my collarbone.
"Stop," I fussed, trying to push him off.
Sincere had never come at me like how he just did. Throwing other bitches in my face wasn't something I thought he was capable of, but I guess there was a first for everything.
"Sincere, stop, forreal!" When he tried to kiss me, I bit into his bottom lip, not stopping until I tasted blood.
"Ahh, fuck, Riv!"
"I told you to stop." I wiggled my way from underneath him and stood up. He grabbed my hand, pulling me between his legs. His arms wrapped around my waist as he laid his head against my stomach.
"Sincere," I mumbled.
"You really don't want to have my baby, Riv?" He sounded hurt, and in turn, I felt the same. Running my hands along his dark Caesar, I sighed.
"That's not what I said."
"Shit, it was close enough," he scoffed, and I sucked my teeth.
"And what you said is any better? What bitch you know that's going to have your baby?"
"Man, you know I ain't mean it. You hurt me, and I wanted to do the same."
"You're too grown for tit and tat, Sincere."
"I know but hear me out. I've been telling you since you got me to tell you I love you that I want it all with you. How can you think about forever and not picture a mini you or a smaller me in the frame? I want kids, River. I'm not saying we gotta have 'em now, but I want some."
"Maybe when I finish college."
"Yeah, ight," he huffed, gently moving me to make room for him to stand up. "I'ma be out late. Don't wait up."
