Page 52 of Intentional Foul
“Baby, will you please get out? I want to show you something,” I asked before I nudged my lips and nose behind her ear.
I heard the click of the seat belt and pulled it across her petite frame.
“Music Note,” I said into the side of her face.
“Okay.”
Stepping backward, I ducked out of the car and helped her down. With our hands tangled, I led her to the empty lot with overgrown grass. I brought Jhae’s hand to my mouth and kissed her brown, glowing skin.
“What are we supposed to see?” Jhae asked.
“I closed on this land to build the family compound, including our house,” I said.
Jhae’s head shifted upward. “Our house?” she questioned.
“Yes, our house. My parents are in the middle. Marquise and I are on the opposite side. We passed where the gate would be. There will be a community pool for us to use. I already have your recording and rehearsal studio in our blueprints,” I said.
Jhae closed her eyes and sighed.
“Wait... Anissa agreed to give up her space? Khalil’s house was better and more luxurious, but he moved in with her. She isn’t giving up her house,” Jhae said.
I scratched my faded beard as I peered down. Jhae called me on it. Mom loved her house and wasn’t giving it up. We had a family vote to move into Pops’s house, but she vetoed it. Instead, he created an indoor and outdoor space in her premarital home.
“My parents are getting old. Mom will get on board,” I said, and Jhae rolled her eyes.
“And Marquise is not giving up the condo. Where is he going to take his women?” she questioned.
By the time the houses were built, I had hoped he would have one woman. He agreed to the property because I strong-armed him into it.
“Marquise is moving to the family residence,” I said.
“Malcolm, you cannot make plans for people without talking to them,” she said.
Yes, I can,I thought to myself. My family needed some encouragement, but they would give in after seeing the vision. I’d been preparing for Mom for a while. If she folds, Pops and Marquise will follow.
“I’m not moving out here,” Jhae said.
“Where do you plan to be?” I questioned.
Jhae viewed the property before finding my eyes again. “On someone’s mantle if you don’t agree to the annulment. Anissa is going to kill me,” she said.
“You give Mrs. Shaw-Jefferies too much power. Mom is all bark. She is going to be pissed off we’re married, but give her time; she will get over it,” I said.
She retreated, tossing her hands in the air. “I’ve been in the boardroom with the woman. She gets down with the best of them and she knows everybody,” she reminded.
Jhae was correct. Anissa was a shark in the big part of the ocean. Sports were her bread and butter, but not her only ventures. I’ve seen her cut checks and shake hands with politicians, developers, and owners of corporations.
“And she wants me to be happy,” I said.
“She does, but not with her best friend. I’m hungry, it’s hot, and you need to schedule an appointment with Dr. June,” she said, and I snickered.
Returning to the car, I watched as Jhae’s toned but small ass bounced in the orange plunged T-shirt dress. Without heels, her legs still grabbed a man’s attention.
“Steve, please stop at Vine,” I said.
My stomach churned in hunger pains. Breakfast wasn’t an option with us running out the door.
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