Page 27 of I Choose You 3

I opened up her legs and pulled her close to me as I stood in the middle of her. She smelled so fuckin good. I took her hands from off the car and placed them around my neck.

“I’m sorry baby. I didn’t mean to yell at you like that earlier. It’s just you wasn’t answering the damn phone. You forgive daddy?” I asked, running my tongue against her lips. I knew she would forgive a nigga. Just like she had me wrapped around her finger, I had her ass wrapped around mine as well. She couldn’t leave a nigga alone, even if she wanted to.

“Yes I forgive you,” she said, kissing me on my lips.

I leaned in closer to her, and we started tonguing each other down right there. Tisha started moaning against my lips, and I knew right then I had to stop before I flipped her ass over, right here outside in front of everybody in broad daylight.

“Can y’all bring y’all nasty asses on so we can eat please?” Ka’lani said, yelling from the porch.

We started laughing, and I told sis that we were coming. I helped Tisha up off the car, and she walked to her car to get the food from her trunk. We headed back inside to be with everybody else.

Tyrone

We were all at my house on this 4th of July afternoon eating, waiting for the sun to go down so that the men could start doing the fireworks. I was sitting at the kitchen table with my wife on my lap as she ate her food. She was the last one to eat, because she had to take the baby upstairs and change her. So far, things around the house were going good. Everybody was getting along; even Ka’lani’s parents were there, in the same room with each other. They tried to act like they didn’t want to sit near each other, but I knew that behind closed doors that they were fuckin. I found that shit so funny, and Ka’lani’s ass would get mad as fuck whenever I mentioned that her parents were fuckin. She knew the shit too; her ass just didn’t want to admit to the shit, but hey, Phillip and Sharon was grown as fuck so if they wanted to do they nasty, that’s them; wasn’t nobody about to start judging them. I really thought that shit was actually cute that after all these years, they finally got together.

A few minutes later there was a knock at the door, and Ka’lani got up to go get it.

“Naw baby, you stay here and finish eating, I’ll go get it,” I told her, trying to pull her back down by her waist.

“It’s fine baby, I got it,” she said, and walked quickly to the door.

I didn’t know what was up, but I knew that my wife was up to something. Her ass never jumped up that damn quick to get the damn door. Half of the time if the doorbell did ring, she was sending me to the door to go open it. A few minutes later, she walked back into the kitchen area were everybody was, and she came back with that bitch Symone. I couldn’t believe that Ka’lani brought this ho inside my damn house. I hadn’t seen her ass since that night Lani came and beat her ass in my office. I didn’t even know that they was cool like, that so I was confused.

I sucked my teeth in irritation. “Ka’lani, what the fuck is this hoe doing here?” I barked, getting out of my seat. Maybe if Ka’lani had warned my ass about this shit, I probably wouldn’t have been so mad about the situation, but her ass caught me off guard and I wasn’t expecting to see this bitch in my damn house.

“Baby, be nice,” Ka’lani said, ushering for Symone to go into the den area. After Symone went and sat down in the den, I walked over to my wife. I was ten seconds away from snapping on her ass.

“Why the fuck you got this bitch in my house? That’s how we do it now? A bitch

try to fuck your man and you thinks it’s okay to have the hoe around our family?” I asked Ka’lani. I know that I had previously told Ka’lani that if she wanted to have a relationship with Symone, that’s was fine with me. Hell, that was her sister and I wasn’t about to keep her away from her own blood, but never did I say that I had to have a relationship with the bitch. Just because that was Ka’lani’s sister didn’t mean that I had to be around this bitch at all.

She ignored me while she walked over to her girls, and acted like she didn’t hear me talking to her. I walked over to her and grabbed her up by her Burberry shirt that she was wearing. I wasn’t about to hit her, I just jacked her ass up. I hated when Ka’lani tried to down play a situation and then tried to ignore me like she didn’t hear me talking to her ass. She knew she was in the wrong for not telling me that Symone was coming to the house, which is why her ass didn’t have shit to say.

“Ty, that’s my fuckin sister. We worked out our problems already. Now get the fuck off me! You was the one that told me in the first place that I should try to build a relationship with her for the sake of Aaliyah!” she screamed, trying to get away from my grip. I let go of her shirt and shoved her so hard that she fell flat on her ass in front of everybody. I promise I didn’t mean to make her ass fall, but when I let go with so much force, her ass went down with it. Tisha helped pick Lani off the floor, and I knew right then and there that I had fucked up.

“Ty, you wrong for that,” Tisha said once Ka’lani had left and ran upstairs.

“Tyrone, I ought to fuck your ass up for man handling my damn daughter like that!” Sharon, Ka’lani’s mother said, getting in my face. Phillip’s ass was outside with the niggas, so luckily he didn’t see what happened because I would have hated to have to put the paws on Ka’lani’s old man.

“I’m sorry mama Sharon, I’m about to go fix it now,” I said, kissing her on her cheek as she waved me off. Surprisingly, Sharon and I were getting along much better since her and Ka’lani had gotten closer over the past months. Back in the day when I first started messing with Ka’lani, Sharon’s ass couldn’t stand me for shit. Hell, she knew I was fuckin her daughter, that’s why she didn’t like my ass for shit. The first day Ka’lani introduced me to her mother, her mom looked at me liked I reeked of shit. She didn’t like my ass, so I didn’t like her ass either but I was always respectful towards her, because I loved her daughter so fuckin much.

I ran upstairs to go check on my wife. I didn’t mean to make her lil ass fall though, but I did mean to snatch her ass up. It just so happened that she fell in the process. When I walked in the room, she was coming from out of the bathroom that was in our bedroom, wiping her face.

“You get on my fuckin nerves, always tryna embarrass somebody,” she said, walking past me and trying to get out of the room. Funny how she wasn’t mad about the fact that I jacked her ass up; she was just made at the simple fact that I made her fall.

“Ka’lani, you and I both know that that shit was a damn accident,” I said, walking over to her and putting her in a bear hug.

“Tyrone move, get off me!” she yelled, trying to get from out of that tight hold that I had on her. I picked her up and held her up in the air, acting like I was going to drop her. Every time she came like an inch from the ground, I would throw her back up so that she wouldn’t fall on her head.

“Tyy stoppp…ohhh my God, put me down!” my wife screamed.

I had her hanging upside down, and she was punching me in the back, trying to get me to put her down. One last time, I threw her up and acted like I wasn’t going to catch her. I put her down when she started making threats though; I wasn’t about to get my ass killed in here fuckin with her evil ass.

“You act like a fuckin jit, move!” she yelled, making her way around me and trying to get out the door.

“Wait baby, for real, I am sorry. I didn’t mean to come at you like that down there, and I damn sure didn’t mean to make you fall. You know I fuckin love your ass, but damn, what did you expect? I didn’t even know you was back cool with Symone. Why you didn’t tell me that anyways?” I asked her, being serious this time.

“I just thought you would feel like I was stupid for even being in contact with the bitch for what she did, that’s why. But that’s in the past, me and here are good,” my wife assured me.