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“Nah, I’m not lucky. I’m blessed. And if you like the view so much . . ., why don’t you move in?”
“Oh, you’re actually asking me to? Because I expected when we got to that phase of our relationship, you’d just tell me we were moving in together like you told me I was your woman.”
“I considered that, but I know how much staying in The Belly means to you, so I figured I’d ask.”
Sugar giggled as I took her into my arms. “How about I just spend a couple of nights over here a week? You might get sick of me and not want me to come back.”
“Nah, never that.” I kissed her neck and resisted the urge to set her on the island and eat her fat, gushy pussy. “I got more than enough rooms to put you out of mine if you get on my nerves.”
After her laughter died down, she confessed, “I missed you, Cassius.”
“I missed you too, Suge, and I’m sorry I went black and canceled our date. My energy was off, and I knew I wouldn’t feel like myself until I figured out what wasgoing on. I didn’t want you to have to experience that side of me yet. Or at all if I can help it.”
“Well, if you’re going to be in my life for the long run I’m going to see it eventually. As long as you don’t take it out on me, I’ll be good.”
She returned her attention to the greens, prompting me to ask, “What’s on the menu?”
“Your favorites.”
I refused to believe she was fixing my favorites on a random day. I knew she loved pasta, and I shared with her that I loved soul food. Specifically, Thanksgiving food. That was also my favorite holiday. Hers was Christmas.
“Which ones? ’Cause I know you ain’t cooking everything I told you I loved.”
“I am,” she almost whispered with a smile. “I remembered you said you like your greens separate not mixed, so you’ll have a small pot of collards and mustard greens. I’m doing mac and cheese, yams, spaghetti, and smothered turkey wings. Oh, and ham.”
“What’s for dessert besides you?”
“Caramel cake.”
A low hum escaped me as my dick hardened. “You want me to get a moving company to bring your things here now?”
She giggled as I pressed myself against her, but when she felt my dick, it turned into a moan. “Get out or don’t distract me, Cassius. I have a lot to get done for dinner.”
“I’ma fuck this shit up, but you know you ain’t have to do all this right? All I needed was an acknowledgment of wrongdoing and you promising not to do it again.”
“I know, but I wanted to do it anyway. So get out so I can focus.”
“Aight, aight. I’m about to lay back down. Let me know if you need anything.”
“Yes, sir,” she replied before puckering her lips for a kiss that I gave instantly.
As I headed back to my room, I couldn’t help but smile. I was happy as fuck to have her back. She probably thought I was playing, but as soon as I got comfortable, I started looking at moving companies. Even if I didn’t have all her shit moved in this week, I was going to bring as much as her ass would comfortably allow. She fucked up coming over here and taking care of me while I was sick, and she sealed her fate cooking my favorite foods. Her ass wasn’t going home no time soon. Not to sleep there at least.
Chapter
Nineteen
SUGAR BABY
That Weekend
I wasn’t sure who was more excited as we toured Cash’s distribution warehouse. Well, I think Aunt Terry was most excited, Tyreek was impressed, and I was proud. I’d been in bulk warehouses before but Cash’s was different, and it was twice as big as what I was used to. He had all different kinds of food, drinks, equipment, and supplies.
Aunt Terry didn’t waste any time letting him know she wanted him to be the new vendor for Sugar Baby Caters, and that was more confirmation that I made the right decision to put her in control. I hadn’t realized I’d neglected to tell Cash about my new plan until after he got her setup with a profile so she could order whatever sheneeded whenever she needed, and he asked me if I needed to be added to the account as well.
“Actually, Auntie is taking over so I can focus on baking. I’m still going to use the commercial kitchen and not rush into having a storefront because I don’t know where I’m going to end up yet, but yeah. Sugar Baby Caters is all hers.”
His grin spread widely before he lowered himself and gave me three kisses. A moan escaped me as I melted in his embrace. Palming my ass, he pulled away, but kept me in his embrace.
