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“Why isn’t that covered? I see you didn’t listen to the doctor at all,” he chastised like only a parent could. Like only a father would.

“Do you have any kids?” I asked, changing the subject.

“Yes, one boy. His name is OJ.”

I opened the ointment and then put it over my stitches, which caused me to wince in pain. Once I placed the bandage over everything, I straightened my leg out on the bed. When I looked over, he was looking at me so intently.

“How old?”

I was wracking my brain earlier about getting to know more about him, and now was the time. Honestly, I didn’t think that I could fall asleep tonight without it. After all, he was still a stranger to me, and here I was in his home.

“He’s five.”

I love kids. As a person, period, I was just so full of love, it’s just that over the years, I came across people who just wanted to take it from me without replenishing. I had a healing spirit, and I felt like in my dating life, God kept handing me muthafuckas who needed fixing. If I were a backup version of the Lord, all he had to do was let me know. I was tired of healing men, just for them to break me.

“Aww, that’s nice,” I complimented.

There was a brief moment of silence, and then he twisted up his face before speaking.

“You got any chicken nugget munchers?”

A half smile appeared on my face as I thought back to the times when I thought I would have a kid or two, back to when I felt that Lamont and I were going to start a family together once we finished school and got good into our careers.

“Na, no kids yet.”

“Mm, yet? So that means you want some?”

I could tell he was intrigued by the conversation from the way he set his phone face down on the desk and stared at me.

“Oh yeah, I want a girl and then a boy.”

“Why a girl first?” he asked with a raised eyebrow.

“I don’t know. That’s just how I envision life for me.”

“Mmm, I love that for you.”

I wondered if one day he would love that forus.But, for now, I was going to enjoy this time I had with him.

Being in his presence was a refreshing feeling. He grabbed the remote off the bed and then pressed play on the show we were watching before scooting the computer chair to the side of the bed and laying his head down. This was his damn house, and he was being respectful to not lie across the bed I was lying in. There was more than enough room for him to get comfortable, too. Maybe he didn’t sit on the bed because he still had on outside clothes. Whatever the reason, it showed me that he had a level of respect for women, and I had to admire that.

His head was lying within arm's reach. So, after I lay down and got comfortable, I reached out and played with one of his locs. When the episode we were watching ended, I heard him lightly snoring. Just from him helping me, I knew he was spreading himself thin. I could only imagine how much other shit he had on his plate besides me.

Although this man had a hard exterior, I knew his heart had to be golden. He didn’t even know me, and look what he was doing for me. I wanted to learn every piece of him, but I was so damn scared.

“Please don’t hurt me,” I whispered, not meaning to.

“Hmm?” Orion grumbled.

“Nothing.”

I watched as he fixed his head onto his arm before dozing back off. I couldn’t believe I just said that shit. But honestly, I meant it. I didn’t want to get hurt again. Only time would tell, and as his and Mello’s light snores hummed in the room, I prayed silently that God wouldn’t have me on his strongest soldiers list this year. I couldn’t take it.

Chapter 5

Omari Blackwood

Igrabbed the bottom of Lucia’s chin and turned her face from side to side. The purple ring around her right eye had me ready to do Fresh in. I understood that this was his wife, but she was my woman. Plus, hitting a woman wasn’t it for real. I hated any nigga who did that shit. Orion worshiped the ground our father walked on before he died. Personally, I didn’t give a shit about the nigga because so many times I saw him put his hands on our moms. I’m sure that people started saying: Put a bitch head between the washer and dryer because of him. I literally saw him do it with my own two eyes once.