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“That’s enough for tonight,” he said as he stood with his arms still around me.
I closed the food container since I had eaten all of the wings and wiggled from his hold to throw it out and wash my hands. When I was done, he took my hand and pulled me toward the steps and motioned for me to walk ahead of him.
“You may as well stay the night too, it’s late,” he said to his mother, making me smile on the low. “Jocey’s room is the best option because Si’s shit is a mess.”
She gave him a warm smile and nodded before coming toward the steps. Her foot was barely on the first one when he caught her and pulled her into a tight hug. She was tense at first, but quickly relaxed in his arms. Warm tears rushed down my face as I looked on. This baby had my emotions going haywire.
Once he released her, she gave me a quick hug, whispered thank you in my ear and headed up the steps into Jocey’s room. The two of us stayed planted until we heard the room door close. After, we locked eyes as he leaned into the wall behind him with a lazy smile on his handsome face.
“Come here.” I took the hand that he’d extended as he tugged me into his body. “You a fucking crybaby.”
A soft kiss landed on my lips before I replied, “That whole thing was emotional. You were about to cry too.”
“Fuck outta here.” He laughed and started to usher us up the steps.
“I saw you, baby. I felt for you.”
“You feel this?” He thrust his hips forward so I could feel his hard dick on my ass as we entered our room.
“Javyous, how are you even turned on right now?” I laughed as he walked us toward the bed.
“Shiddd, have you not looked in the mirror?”
“Yeah.” I grinned, circling my arms around his neck as he started to rain kisses across my collarbone, neck, face, and lips.
“Aight then, take this off,” he said, referencing to my robe.
“Baby, wait you don’t want to talk?” I asked as I disrobed.
“Yeah, but right now I want to talk to this pussy.”
“You sure?”
He was now eye level with my center and the moment I felt his tongue swipe across it, I pushed all other thoughts to the back of my head and prepared for the ride he was about to take my body on.
Yeah that shit could wait until tomorrow.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Javyous
Sleep was not happening for a nigga last night, so I snuck out of bed and went down to the living room with my laptop so I could finish up some shit that I had been working on. Having my mother and Lani’s grandmother staying at the spot reminded me just how much we needed more space. This townhouse was cool for what it was, but we had a bigger family than I anticipated so we needed more space.
Ms. Cheryl had found me a spot in Chandler Heights that I knew my girl and kids would fuck with, so now I was having that mothafucka furnished. Picking out furniture and shit was hard as a mothafucka too. The shit was really for fucking females.
“You’re up early,” I heard from behind me.
Turning a little, I saw my mother as she entered the kitchen and went straight to the coffee shit. Kehlani loved that shit, she even had one that made them sweet ass alcoholic drinks.
“Couldn’t sleep,” I admitted before giving my attention back to my computer screen. “How’d you sleep?”
“Better than I have in a long time,” she answered as she joined me on the couch. “Thank you for at least listening to me.”
“No doubt.” I nodded, refusing to look at her. “We got a lot of shit to work on, but it ain’t gon’ happen overnight, aight? Just because I let you crash here last night doesn’t mean I let the shit go, I still need to process everything.”
“I know. I’m just glad you’re at least willing to work on us. W-will I get to be a part of the twins and the baby’s life while we work through this?”
“Why wouldn’t you?” I frowned finally looking her way.
