Page 54 of Fever: Love In Scrubs
Wynter shook her head. “It’s okay, Jaxson.” Then, she turned her attention to Jamari. “My mother passed away in childbirth and my father couldn’t handle her loss very well. He developed a habit of keeping everything that reminded him of her and eventually my house was too cluttered and unsafe for me to live in, so I went to live with my aunt.”
“Awww… that’s sad. Did he get better?”
“No, baby. He never got any better.”
“I’m sorry. Daddy is always on me about keeping my room clean. I guess I can see why it’s so important. I love my aunt, but my little cousin would drive me crazy if I had to live with them.”
Wynter chuckled. “Trust me, I get it. My cousin drives me crazy at times too, but she’s my best friend. She’s always had my back.”
“Do you like being back here?”
“It’s been an adjustment, but things are looking up. It’s different from what I remember, so maybe that will be a good thing.”
“Maybe Daddy and I can show you around some more.”
Wynter smiled. “I’d like that.”
I was in my chair smiling to myself listening to them talk. My baby asked her so many questions and Wynter was happy to answer. I never brought women around her. As far as she knew, her daddy wasn’t dating or interested in anybody. She didn’t know how lonely I’d been at times over the years.
While I held a lot of anger from my divorce, I was more so hurt. At one point, I did love Amandela. I thought we were end game and when it blew up in my face, that shit was like a stab in the heart. I didn’t really swear off women, but I didn’t let many get close to me. If it wasn’t sex, we weren’t getting to know each other on a personal level.
It was different with Wynter. I was still trying to figure out what it was about her that had me so drawn to her. Maybe it was her aura. Maybe it was her smile or the way she carried herself. Whatever it was, it was captivating as a muthafucka.
Jamari already seemed to like Wynter and that was good enough for me. Today was shaping up to be a good day.
After the nail salon,Jamari decided she wanted to go play mini golf.
Silver Run had recently opened a mini amusement park that had Top Golf, go carts, water bumper carts, batting cages, laser tag and an array of other family friendly activities. I just knew she was about to run up a tab on my dime and I was okay with it. She’d smiled more today than she had in weeks. It was good to see her be a normal kid.
After getting our gaming cards, we headed for the mini golf course.
“I’ve never played this,” Wynter said when it was her turn.
“It’s easy.” I stepped up behind her, close enough to catch a faint whiff of her sweet perfume. Reaching around her, I placed my hands on her hips. “Let me show you.”
“Daddy!” Jamari exclaimed. “You’re being fresh.”
Wynter giggled.
“I’m being helpful,” I defended. “Alright, your feet shoulder-width apart.”
She spread her feet.
“A little closer, love. You’re not starting a wrestling match.”
She laughed and elbowed me while adjusting her stance. My chest brushed her back as I wrapped my hands over hers on the grip of the putting stick. I prayed my body wouldn’t react to being so close to her.
“The trick is all in the wrists,” I said softly in her ear. “You’re not swinging like a bat. You have to glide the put. Smooth and easy.”
Wynter tried to focus on the ball, but her ass against my crotch was making it difficult.
“I think you’re just trying to distract me,” she said, looking over her shoulder at me.
“Maybe,” I said with a grin.
I guided her arms back, then forward in one fluid motion. The ball rolled straight toward the hole, dropped in, and the little bell rang again.
Jamari rolled her eyes. “Don’t be a show-off, Daddy.”
