Page 47 of Typa
“I want to take care of you for the rest of your life, baby. I know you don’t need me financially, but I want to take care of you in every other aspect. And just because you got money, don’t mean I can’t take care of you financially too. But I want your spirit to be calm and your soul to be at ease. I want your mental to be in excellent condition. Now that I’m done with all the bullshit, I know I can assure you that my goal is to give you a soft life, baby.”
The tears were falling down her cheeks as her body trembled uncontrollably. The goosebumps were popping up on my skin. She had my soul in her possession since day one.
“I plan to tell your family all of that shit at dinner tomorrow. They can be at ease, knowing that I got your best interest at heart and that you are my number one priority. Whatever the fuck I have to do to make you happy, I will.”
“Mythiiiic, I’ve always . . . ooooh fuuuuck!”
She couldn’t get her words out. She came on my dick, urging him to join her in paradise. She reached down and gripped the base of my dick and began stroking it with her hand as she continued to ride me. There was no way I could subdue thepleasure I was feeling. I was a fucking thug, but she had me feeling like a sheltered, soft-ass nigga right now.
“Mauiii, fuuuuuck! Shiiiiiit!”
I busted so hard I had a fucking headache. My breathing was ragged as she rested her body on top of me. My dick was still partially engaged, and the sensitivity it was feeling was threatening to have me nutting again. She was slightly riding the head of my dick. I slightly lifted my hips, pushing a little more inside of her.
“I’ve always been happy with you. My unhappiness was about not having my family. You’ve always made me happy.”
I kissed her head as I felt my nut rising again while she drowned my shit. This was where the fuck it was at. I was glad that I didn’t give up completely. Finally, everything was cool. I just hated all the bullshit we went through to get here. I still didn’t know if there was a vendetta out for me for killing Adrian, but Watchful Eyes was on it. I only wanted to concentrate on making Maui happy and keeping her that way. She deserved the world, and she was gon’ get that shit.
She lifted her body from mine, allowing her chain to swing in my face. I stared at it for a moment, then met her gaze. It was intense, even more than it normally was. I knew she had something deep to say. Not letting me down, she said, “God sent Indigo to bring peace.”
She closed her eyes, and I felt her body shudder. “Losing her made everyone softhearted. Seeing our hurt didn’t help matters. I feel like that was what had Seven wanting to squash shit with you. He saw me hurting and losing my baby simply because I felt like I still couldn’t have you.”
I sat up slightly as she quaked and released a cry from her soul. I wrapped one arm around her, allowing her to rest her head on my shoulder. “Maybe you’re right. I just hate it took that much. I love you so much.”
I fiddled with her chain until I opened the locket. Staring at the AI picture of our baby had me feeling just as soft as she did. Maui wrapped her arms around my head as I placed my forehead on her shoulder now. I’d never felt hurt like this. I truly believed it was because I was trying to bear the hurt she felt as well.
Lifting my head, I said, “We will continue to honor her. She was our first born and our first love. I want to create a beautiful family and life with you, Maui.”
My dick slid out of her as she continued to cry. Hell, I even dropped a few tears. My dick had gone soft the minute she started to speak about Indigo. We stayed that way for about five minutes until she said, “Come on, let’s shower and get you home so you can rest.”
I nodded as she left my lap and went to the bathroom to start the shower. This grief was going to be an uphill battle, but I knew with Maui in my life, we could overcome anything. I refused to do anything to jeopardize her being in my life again.
NINETEEN
MAUI
I was somewhat nervous.Although I knew that Mythic was now accepted into our family, I didn’t know how the conversation would go. I truly wondered if they were going to make an effort to relax and get to know him or if they were only conceding because he saved Seven’s life . . . twice. When we got to the door, I rang the doorbell, then opened it and walked in. I rang the doorbell to alert them of my presence. They may not have seen me on the monitor.
Remy came to the front. He smiled when he saw me. When I got to him, he picked me up as he hugged me. Karima and I got that shit a lot since we were so much shorter than everyone. Once he set me back on my feet, he shook Mythic’s hand. Daddy entered the area with his usual frown on his face. I went to him with my arms outstretched, like I didn’t see him at the hospital yesterday. He hugged me tightly, as I said, “Hey, Daddy Mayor.”
“Hey, baby girl.”
I brought my hand to his cheek and smiled at him. His face reddened a bit. That was how I always showed how much I loved him. I rested my hand on his cheek. I’d been doing that since I was a little girl, because I would try to mimic my mama. I wouldsee her do it to him all the time, so I did too, especially when he did something I was extremely appreciative of. This was my first time doing it in months. He smiled softly and pulled my hand away from his face and kissed it, then allowed the frown to return to his face as he stared at Mythic.
Mythic chuckled. He knew my daddy was with the shits. He extended his hand, and my daddy shook it and pulled him in for a hug. The moment nearly had me shedding tears. “Y’all come on to the back. Your mama putting the final touches on dinner.”
We followed him to the back to see the twins were already here. They stood and both hugged me at the same time, then stared at Mythic, similar to how Daddy had done. This time Mythic laughed louder than before. “I swear, they should call y’all twin twisters. He the storm, and y’all are his mini-me’s.”
The twins laughed, and Noni pulled her phone from her pocket to show Mythic her lock screen as I slowly shook my head. It was a picture of them in those T-shirts they wore under their graduation robes from Spelman. His eyebrows lifted, and he said, “Man, y’all a trip.”
Surprising me, Bali was the first to hug him. She looked up at him as she pulled away and said, “Welcome to the family, Mythic. I hope I don’t have to rescind that shit later.”
Mythic bit his bottom lip, trying to contain his smile. I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. I was so happy, and my soul felt at peace with everything. Just as we were about to sit, my mama joined us and hugged me, then Mythic. She went back to the kitchen, and I started to follow her until Daddy said, “Seven will be discharged in the morning.”
I frowned slightly. “So why didn’t we wait until he was home to have this dinner?”
“I wanted to talk to y’all without him being here. I’m going to hold it for later when your mama can join in.”
I nodded and gave him a tight smile, then kissed Mythic’s cheek. “I’m going to the kitchen with Mama.”
