Page 12 of All This Love
“I’m not trying to get caught. Catching him out in the streets leaves room for witnesses. I’m not trying to go to prison behind that fuck nigga. And if I decide to stay in Golden Waters, I don’t need the heat on me. This city is way smaller than Charlotte. Once rumors get started here and people start running their mouths, it’s probably hard to come back from.”
“I feel you on that. In Charlotte every time a nigga gets killed in the hood it seems like everybody knows who did it except the police.”
Chuckling, I shook my head. “Exactly. I can’t chance it. If I didn’t have to make money, I could do better at keeping a low profile. Same way they’ve been loving your coke, they love my weed.”
“We gon’ get that ass the same way we got Mont. With him, no body, no weapons, no case. Fed that nigga to the hogs and burned that raggedy house down.”
I turned to face him with a glower on my face. “Fed him to hogs? Yeah, I’m not eating anymore pork.”
And I meant that shit from the bottom of my soul. Misha texted Rod that she was ten minutes away from the hotel, so he left out to go meet her. Glancing down, I stared at the phone in my lap. Should I call Tatum? Being that I had a short window of time to work with when it came to her, I had to move fast. I didn’t have the luxury of letting days go by without reaching out to her. She had to think I was into her by any means necessaryeven if that included making me look like a sucka. I knew how to play it cool with the baddest women. With Tatum, however, I needed to act pressed.
She didn’t strike me as the type to pillow talk even if she wasn’t that fond of her child’s sperm donor. I didn’t see Tatum just sitting around bashing Ivan because she didn’t have anything else to do. She spoke her truth and kept it moving. In my opinion, it wasn’t anything that she dwelled on or made a big deal about.
Ivan was a true sucka for not taking care of his kids. He owed the plug money, and he was a terrible father. I had been unsure if I was going to let Ivan live or if I was going to kill him, if I did kill him, I doubted there would be more than a few people that genuinely cared.
I had to lay it on thick, so I walked into the nail shop that Tatum worked in carrying a vase filled with flowers. When the receptionist saw me, her eyes lit up. “Oh, my who’s the lucky girl?” she squealed.
My eyes danced around the shop until I peeped Tatum in the corner putting polish on someone’s toenails. “I see her, and I’ll wait for her.” Giving a brief nod, I didn’t even wait for a reply. All eyes in the shop were on me. People were nosey as hell and couldn’t wait to see who the flowers were for. Tatum’s back was to me, but she must have heard the chatter because she turned around and looked over her shoulder. I could tell it was supposed to be a quick glance, but she did a double take. When I smiled, she bit her bottom lip and turned back around to finish what she was doing.
A few minutes later, Tatum was done with the pedicure and was walking her client to the cash register to complete the transaction. Standing off to the side, I waited patiently. When the customer left, she came over to where I was and spoke in a hushed tone.
“What’s all this?” a big grin broke through.
“I was just thinking about you, and I wanted to do something to hopefully brighten your day.”
Tatum pushed her bottom lip out. “That is so sweet of you, Onyx. You must be trying to get some more,” she playfully nudged me.
“I want that whenever you give it to me,” I replied seriously.
“What are you about to do?”
“Um nothing. Just wanted to drop these off and then maybe stop by my father’s shop. Why? What’s up?”
“Because my next and last client of the day had to reschedule, so I don’t have any more appointments all day. I was going to hang around and do some walk-ins and then pick my daughter up from school, but I can dip out and give you some,” she gave me a sneaky grin.
“Say less. You know I’m with it. You cool with us going to your place, or you want me to get a hotel room? Until I make up my mind about whether I’m staying here, I’m in an Airbnb with mad other niggas.”
“We can go to my place.”
“I’ll carry these out to your car for you.”
“Thank you.”
As I followed Tatum to her place, I thought about how it would be when I got to a point where I wouldn’t see her or talk to her again. It wasn’t like I was in love with her, but she was growing on me. She didn’t nag and do too much too fast. She didn’t constantly throw hints about what she needed or wanted. Too many women felt like the moment a man showed any kindof interest in her he was supposed to start tricking just to prove he was worthy of her. I didn’t get that from Tatum despite her being a single mother that could use extra money.
It was the middle of the day, but as soon as Tatum and I got inside of her apartment we went at it. Tatum’s legs were pushed all the way back damn near behind her head, and she was taking the D like a pro. Her moans were loud, and her face was crumpled, but she wasn’t running, and her pussy was insanely wet and snug.
“Onyx! Oh my God!” she yelled loud enough for the neighbors to hear right before her vagina gripped my manhood like a vice and began to spasm uncontrollably making me groan in unison with her. Her orgasm was so intense it had me about to come. I could only imagine what sex with her felt like with no rubber involved.
“Got damn girl,” I sexed her harder and faster. Hell yeah, she would be hard to leave behind. Maybe I should get women flowers more often because Tatum’s pussy was so wet the sheets beneath her would definitely have to be changed.
“Fuck. You. Feel. So. Good.” I was stroking Tatum so hard and fast that her words came out choppy. Letting my body rest on hers, I snaked my tongue into her mouth and kissed her through orgasm number two. Her pussy gripping my dick the second time was more than I could handle, and I erupted into the condom as we came together.
“You trying to kill a nigga,” I panted before placing a quick kiss on her lips.
“I think you were the one that was just trying to drill me through the mattress.”
After standing, I removed the condom and went to flush it down the toilet. Tatum told me she was going to wait until she walked me to the door then she was going to get in the shower. She had a little more than an hour before she had to pick herdaughter up from school. Once I was dressed, I reached into my pocket and pulled out a wad of money.
