She laughed. “I know you don’t. You be texting me the most random shit because you feel it. I kinda be wanting to be up under you too, but I have to work. ”
“It ain’t work for you, baby, and we both know it. You love doing hair and I love that for you.”
I beamed because Rennix’s level of attention he paid me was unmatched. He had a way of seeing me that I don’t think anyone ever had. “You cute, paying me attention and shit. How is the club?”
“According to the cameras and Boe, good. I just hate not really being in my shit. You know?”
“Yes, which is why I wanna go there with you next week. During an open night. You know, to see what you’re working with. Just like you know I love doing hair, I know you love that club. The only time I was there was during your grand opening and mus?—”
“The night you told me I was a hoe? Even though I put off all the hoes to be in your face?”
Laughter escaped my lips as the memory settled into my mind like a movie playback. “In my defense, you still had the hoes and I didn’t know you.”
“Fuck your defense. You saw how I was on your body. You should have known right there that I was on something different.”
“No you weren’t. You wanted some pussy, oh, and one night. Remember?”
He chortled. “Yep, now I’m tryna see if you gonna gimme longer and maybe a set of twins.”
I choked on the gathering spit in my mouth. “Um what?”
“Yeah. I’m a twin, so I need a set. Shit, how the fuck G got a set is beyond me.” He was talking like he hadn’t just added twins to our mix.
“Sir. This isn?—”
“Life too short to be waiting on appropriate timeframes to do shit. If I tell you today or tomorrow I want you to carry my kids, I mean just that. I’m a real nigga, Caya. If for some reason you think you gonna leave me alone, then I’ma get your head checked and your ass committed. I ain’t got time to be playing with it.”
I didn’t respond, I swooned internally. How could I not? He said what he said. Now was I in a rush to get pregnant? Uh hell no, I faithfully took my pill at the top of the morning. Not only did I have an alarm for when I took it, but my alarm had an alarm. Nope, not me.
“You hear me?” he asked, voice slicing through my thoughts.
“Yes, I heard you.”
He lifted his head from my neck and just looked down at me. Then he moved up a little and pecked my lips before he maneuvered to get up. “Good, now come on so you can suck some dick.”
I cackled because for an injured man he was up and moving pretty fast. I still followed him to the bedroom. “I love this house. It’s so beautiful and bi?—”
“Then move out here with me.”
I looked away from the view to see him looking directly at me. He was so serious and I was speechless.
“Don’t stand there looking crazy and over fucking thinking, just agree.”
“It’s so fast we’r… I have Adonis.”
“You saying fast? Fuck all that. I just damn near told you I wanted you to carry my kids. I don’t give a fuck about speed or timeframes. Then didn’t I just tell your hard headed ass I got Adonis. That’s my Lil G. We good.”
“Rennix. Do you hear what you’re asking me to do?”
“Yeah, I ain’t asking you to do shit. I’m telling you to move you and my Lil G in with me. You love the house and I want y’all here with me. Simple math. Now say yes, so you can gobble some dick then look up moving companies unless you intend to let Cylah have yo’ townhouse.” He stood in the middle of the spacious kitchen, looking at me like every word from his lips made sense.
I was about to give yet another reason why this wasn’t a good idea, then a little voice in my head quieted the rampant overthinking that was about to happen. I tossed caution to the wind and nodded. “Yes, we’ll move in with you.”
I moved toward him, reaching up and grabbing the sides of his face. He then ducked his head and pressed his lips against mine.
With his free hand, he gripped my ass cheek, pulling me further into him. “That also means the rent you was paying to keep the townhouse is going toward getting you a shop.”
I smiled. Besides my mother and sister I had never had anybody think about and consider me the way Rennix did. He actually gave a shit about me past what was between my legs.