Chapter 13
Xai
Adora’s lil slim-thick ass is freaky as shit.
After our first round in her bed, she’s back on me as soon as we catch our damn breaths.
As sexy as she is, my shit was ready too.
This time, it was all her. I just lay back, planted my hands on her hips, and watched her beautiful body ride us both to another explosion.
“You hungry yet?” I ask as I rub my hand over her ass. She collapsed on me after we came, and luckily for me, hasn’t moved.
“A little bit,” she answers with a little grin. “Plus, if we are going to do that again, we need to eat.”
“Then, shit, let’s order now,” I say and she fully laughs this time.
Her head lifts then she inches toward my face. After kissing me nastily, she straddles me then sits up. Her hair is all over the place and a smile spreads across her flushed face as she tries to tame it with her fingers. She looks fucking gorgeous.
“What do you want to eat?” she asks.
“Besides you?”
“Yes. For now. Besides me.”
“I can eat anything. You pick the spot and I’ll find something on the menu.”
She reaches for her phone on the nightstand but I grab it. I don’t want her to move; I don’t want her off me. Right here, on my body, is where she belongs, especially after what we just did.
“Thank you,” she says before looking at her phone. “It’s almost eleven, so if you want breakfast, we have to order Morningside. They are the only ones still serving it.”
“Ay. I’m cool with it if you want breakfast.”
“I think I want breakfast. We can order two different things and share,” she suggests and I just nod.
“That’s straight. Don’t they have a breakfast burger? Get me that with the breakfast potatoes.”
“You want the egg on it?”
“Yeah. Just like it comes is straight.”
“Then, I won’t get a sandwich. We don’t need two, right? Yeah, we don’t. How about the seafood loaded grits? They’re so good,” she says while flipping through the menu.
“Get ’em.”
“I have drinks so we don’t need to order anything. Are you sure about this before I hit submit.”
“I’m sure.”
“You’re not picky, are you?” she asks.
“About some things, yeah, but not when it comes to what you want,” I admit. “You know we locked in now, right?”
“Are we?” she asks with a smirk.
At her question, I raise up, wrap my arms around her, and pull her into my chest. “After you just put that sweet pussy on me, hell yeah. We locked the fuck in,” I assure her, and for a brief second, her smile drops.
She quickly revives it but I caught the brief moment.
“What was that for?” I ask after grabbing her chin.
“Locked in with me means being locked in with a mother who has two beautiful little girls. Being with me is different than being with a single woman who has no responsibilities. It’s a lot and I may not be what you want ri—”
“Ay,” I cut her off because what she’s saying doesn’t make no damn sense.
“You know you’re mine, right?” I ask and she nods.
“Good, ’cause you are and I’m your man and one with some damn sense.
I know exactly who you are and what being with you means.
You are a good ass mother. You love your girls and they mean everything to you, which means now that we are locked in, they mean everything to me too. ”
“It’s not that easy,” she sighs.
“Yes, it is. It’s that simple. Romi and Averi are mine now just like you are.”
“You remembered their names?” she says with awe.
“Yeah. I told you. They are yours so they mean everything to me too.”
For a moment, she just stares into my eyes as if she’s thinking or trying to figure some shit out.
She doesn’t say anything so I don’t either.
I rock with her vibe and wait. In reality, I don’t have anything else to say.
Adora is who I want. I’ll do anything for her which means I’ll do anything for her daughters too.
That shit is simple and natural. I’ll never be the type of clown-ass nigga my momma fucked with. I’m not even built like that.
Minutes later, her hands fly around my neck. “Promise you’ll never hurt them or me,” she says so sincerely.
“I promise.”
“Then okay,” she says, nodding. “You need to meet them.”
“I’m ready whenever you are,” I tell her.
“Sunday. We’re coloring eggs. You can join us.”
“You tell me what time and I’ll be here.”
“Four o’clock.” She kisses me then stares at me again. “It’s going to be fun,” she says, voice lacking confidence.
“It’s going to be straight and fun,” I assure her, then kiss her again.
Nodding while smiling, she says, “You’re right. Now, come take a shower with me before the food comes.”
When I pull up to the crib, I see Peaches is back.
Her ride is parked on the left side of my driveway.
I’m actually kind of glad she’s here because I need to holla at her about something.
I went to the new location this morning for a few hours since I took Friday off.
After spending all morning and afternoon laid up on Adora’s sexy ass and eating, I took my ass home and chilled.
I spent all day Saturday at my main location so I had to check on my second spot this morning.
As soon as I enter my kitchen, I hear Peaches going off. Just because I know how wild Kadean can be, I follow her enraged voice into my living room. He’s sitting back on my sectional looking chill as fuck but she hovers over him, pointing her finger and cursing.
“You really need to grow the fuck up. I’m not stupid. You turned your fucking location off on purpose. Just tell the damn truth!” she yells.
“Man, I already said I didn’t. All that yelling ain’t gon’ change my answer, so you need to sit yo’ lil ass down fo’ I—” he begins, then sits up, so I step in.
“Y’all good in here?” I ask.
“No!” she yells.
“I’m good,” he scoffs.
Although they answer at the same time, their answers and tones are opposite as hell. She’s not backing down and he’s getting heated. I need to break them away from each other.
“Peaches, I need your help,” I say.
“Her help? She don’t know shit,” Kadean says and I give him the “chill the fuck out" look. He just shakes his head.
“I know more than your stupid, lying ass,” she snaps, then rolls her eyes before stepping over to me. “What’s up, Xai?”
“I need to get something for two little girls,” I tell her.
“Little girls! Bruh, don’t tell me you got caught slipping,” Kadean says and Peaches rolls her eyes even harder.
“Ay. Watch out. My girl has two little girls,” I tell him and he just shrugs.
“How old are they?” Peaches asks.
“Four and six. I’m meeting them this afternoon and I can’t show up emptyhanded,” I admit.
While alone in the shop this morning, I kept thinking about how I’d fucked up when I showed up at Adora’s Friday. It was my first time at her crib and I ain’t bring shit. I owe her and figure I need to get her daughters something too.
Peaches turns around and glares at Kadean when she says, “And you shouldn’t. A real man knows this.”
“Talk to him,” Kadean tells her.
She tsks then turns back to me. “It’s Easter and all little girls love Easter baskets. The Marketplace has cute ones back in the floral and gift department. And trust me, you have to get two different baskets. I have six nieces. I know,” she says with a grin.
“I don’t know shit about picking a basket.”
“We can look online. They have pickup.”
“Oh, ’preciate that,” I say, relieved.
“You got the app on your phone?” she asks before sitting on my loveseat.
After pulling my cell out of my pocket, I join her and open the app.
She takes my phone and searches for the baskets.
She does the looking and points a few out to me.
“See these two. Both are pink but very different. This pink slime and water bottle are cute,” she says, all into the baskets.
“Add them to my cart but which one for the baby girl?”
“The one with the slime.”
“Bet. Thanks. I didn’t know what the fuck to get,” I tell her.
“You welcome. I’m just glad to know that manners and knowing how to treat a woman and kids is at least in the family,” she huffs before walking over to Kadean. When she does, he pulls her down on him.
I leave them and their dysfunction in the living room then journey upstairs. Once in my bedroom, I search the app and add a bouquet of two dozen pink roses and chocolate covered strawberries to my cart. Then I hop in the shower, get dressed, and hit Adora before I leave the crib.
Me: Hey, pretty girl.
Adora: Hey We still seeing you at 4?
Me: Of course. I can pick up dinner.
Adora: Thanks but we are having takeout potluck for dinner. I’ll explain when I see you LOL
Me: I guess I can’t wait. See you at 4
When I walk back into the living room, Kadean is by himself, chilling in the same spot but eating. The table in front of him is filled with to-go containers.
“Where’s Peaches?” I ask.
“Her ratchet ass left. She still on me about my location,” he says.
“Man, you gotta stop calling her ratchet. She’s carrying your seed and you’ve got to treat her with respect. You don’t want yo’ son or daughter seeing you disrespect her. You gotta chill.”
“She ratchet. Shit! You saw her. Peaches is a lot to deal with. You just don’t be knowing.”
“She’s pregnant. She might be in her emotions but she got that. She’s pregnant,” I stress. “You can’t make her angry. That can’t be good for your baby.”
“So, yo’ new chick got kids and you already converting to daddy and shit,” he says, then chuckles. “Yeah, a’ight. You got that stepdaddy,” he huffs. “Not trying to hear a Xai sermon right now.”
“It’s not a sermon. I’m just telling you what’s right. You don’t want yo’ child growing up feeling like we did. Seeing men disrespect yo’ mother, having a daddy that don’t acknowledge you or fuck with you; that shit didn’t feel good.”
“Having yo’ momma taken from you by your brother don’t feel good either,” he snaps venomously and I drop my head.
That shit always fucks with me.