Page 29 of Regancy & Savior
CHAPTER
SIX
REGANCY
He was fucking beautiful,even when he called himself mad at me. I’d like to think that I didn’t know why, but I’d be lying to myself. Savior was mad at me for all the things he wouldn’t say. He was mad at me because I wouldn’t make it easy and act like I could read his big, complicated ass mind. I couldn’t though, and I wasn’t one of those naïve ass lil’ girls who was waiting on some nigga to pick me. I picked me, and that would always be enough, regardless of the man I was dealing with.
I looked around the beautifully lit deck, attempting to take the scenery in. Savior had an obsession with being at sea, and after coming here with him so many times, I absolutely saw why. It had a certain peace about it that put people at ease. There was nothing but tranquility and raw energy coming from it.
“I thought about knocking that nigga off right in front of you so that you’d see just what the fuck I meant and how serious I was.” His voice was heavy and filled with irritation.
I turned around, and he was seated behind me on the cushion. Then my eyes went to my baby. She was in the cabin, watching whatever was on the TV.
“Then I realized that you had lil’ mama with you, so that saved your boy.”
“Why?” I turned around and looked at him. “I thought I could date and get free meals.” I was being sarcastic.
“Because of the way he looked at you.”
“That is how a person is supposed to look at you on a date.” I slightly giggled, making my way over to the seat next to him. He was beyond jealous, and that was cute in a deranged way. He did just tell me that my baby stopped him from murdering a man right in front of me for the way he looked at me.
“I changed my mind.” He sounded like a temperamental child who was used to getting his way.
I threw my head back in pure amusement, but what came from his lips seconds later made my jaw drop.
“I don’t want you dating nobody else, because I want you and whatever the fuck constitutes this as some one-on-one shit.” He kept his expression serious as he focused on the water.
I raised my eyebrows, just looking at him, because he exuded the nervous energy of an eleven-year-old boy giving his crush Valentine’s Day candy. It was cute, and it brought a smile to my own face, as I was sure I was blushing at this point. “You sure you’re not just rushing into something because?—”
“I don’t say or do shit that I don’t want to, Regancy. What I want is you with your smart-ass mouth. Can I have that, or are you finna give me a whole speech?” He gave me that look like I was annoying him with my indecisiveness. What he didn’t get was that I was being indecisive because it felt different to me. It was something I actually wanted, but I wouldn’t let him feel obligated to be with me. He was different to me because he was who he was, and he lived in that. I just hoped another shoe wasn’t somewhere ready to fall.
Leave it to Lane to laugh at whatever the hell it was that I was going through with Savior’s bipolar ass. He was giving me whiplash. First, life wasn’t fair and he was blowing me off, yet he wanted to be the opposite. We were exclusive, and it was unexplainable.
“So he threatened to kill Vee?” She wiped her mouth, attempting to not spit out the water she’d just drank.
“Yes, and then he gave me two minutes to tell him bye. I was fucking mortified walking out of that restaurant. When I got into his car after he blew up my spot, he was in there talking to Kale about dinner.” I shook my head because I was still in disbelief over Sunday’s events, and it was freaking Tuesday. I was so embarrassed for Vee, but I guess he was for himself too. I hadn’t really heard from him since the whole ordeal, and I didn’t blame him.
“I like him for you. He isn’t the type to let you play him like you’ve done Vee over the years, and I can tell you like him too, even though you’re playing disgusted with me.” She pointed her manicured finger in my face.
“I didn’t say I didn’t like it. I just don’t want to get used to it. He’s the type of man to have plenty of bitches in his face. I can’t get caught up or comfortable in that, because I don’t want to be all in when the other shoe drops.” I shrugged my shoulders.
“Stop being so pessimistic. Being like that will have you out here unhappy and settling. Plus, I have a feeling that none of that matters with him. He gives you no choice but to choose him. Especially from what you told me about the beam on Vee’s forehead that night. The only thing you should be concernedabout is how he is with Kale.” She batted her eyelashes and sipped from her margarita.
“He’s great and so damn chill with her. You know how awkward Vee was when he met her. Savior is the complete opposite. He came in the door chill and getting to know my baby. Shit, he’s nicer to her than he is to me. But anyway, you’re right. Change scares me, and I always expect the worst. But speaking of choices, how is Taurus?” I didn’t miss the smile that appeared on her face the moment I said his name. He had my girl open.
“He’s sweet but also a nut. In actuality, he’s waiting on me to come to his home now. I don’t understand why he expects so much of me when I have entire fiancé at home or wherever waiting on me.” She shrugged her shoulders like she didn’t know what to do, but she knew.
“A fiancé who you tolerate. C’mon, Lane.” I liked Bash, but I hated the idea of her being stuck with a man that she didn’t want to be with. It was obvious that the history she had with Bash had nothing to do with what she was currently doing with Taurus. Whenever Lane disregarded her and Bash’s history, she’d be fine. She just had to see that, in such a short amount of time, Taurus had made an imprint on her that Bash could never.
“You’re right. I was just fine before I met Taurus. Then he pushed his way into my life, and it’s obvious that he doesn’t plan on leaving me alone. He gets angry or jealous even when he thinks that I’m with Bash, when, in reality, I’ll just be home basking in my lonesome. Hell, I barely talk to Bash’s ass.”
I laughed. As soon as I looked up, my eyes had to be playing a trick on me. In walked the very specimens that were up for conversation. “Speak of the devils.” I shook my head, allowing my eyes to gaze over the handsome nut that had been occupying the left side of my bed for the last few days. No matter how nonchalant or hard to get I tried to act, I was like putty around that rude ass man.
“Damn. I see why you’d roll ya eyes at this nigga, but I haven’t done shit.” Taurus threw his hands up in surrender as he slipped into the booth next to Lane.
I laughed, moving over as I realized that rude ass man next to me wasn’t gonna ask me to move over. He was prepared to move me. Once he was seated next to me, he turned my face in his direction and planted a kiss on my lips.
“We got beef, Regancy?” he questioned once he pulled back.
