Chapter 15
FIFTEEN
Amir
“Yo, why you rushing man? Slow yo’ ass down, you’re about to make me, shit…”
Learah knew exactly what the hell she was doing because she leaned down and shoved her tongue in my mouth the minute she knew I was about to cum.
I couldn’t do shit but let it go and kiss her ass back because she was cumming at the same time and had a vise grip on me, which had me filling the condom instantly.
When she was upright again, my brows dipped in while she laughed like something was funny.
“You play too damn much. I told you I wasn’t ready.”
“But I was. We’ve been at it all morning and I’m tired. We’re supposed to be going out tonight to celebrate Asim and Ky’s engagement and you’re trying to have me in a wheelchair or on crutches. I’m trying to…”
“Get your ass beat is what you’re trying to do. You’re not about to be out there showing the fuck out.”
“Shut up. I’m having fun tonight. I haven’t been out in forever and I’m making the most of it.”
“Ah shit. Let me call Sim and cancel the plans because I see now it’s going to be an issue. You’re trying to be on some hot girl shit which is gonna have me on some murk someone type of shit.”
I was deadass. Learah was fine as hell but she wasn’t the type to let it go to her head.
That didn’t mean, however, that dudes weren’t checking for her.
I noticed it all the time and had even handled a few who didn’t know how unhinged I could be.
A crowded club with muthafuckers full of drinks wasn’t the place for Learah to be making the most of a gotdamn thing.
“Amir, it’s not that deep and you’re not about to be out there acting crazy. I’m having fun with my girls tonight and you’re going to act like a sane person.”
She eased up off me, allowing my dick to fall against my thigh when she climbed out of the bed.
I almost thought she was gonna hop right back on it from the way she kept her eyes low but she grinned and hobbled her ass to the bathroom, causing me to chuckle at the fact that I had handled my job properly.
“What you’re gonna do is sit up in VIP with me so I don’t have to act up. The only dancing you’ll be doing is in my lap so everyone know what’s up.”
Lear stopped at the door of the bathroom and whipped her head around to me quickly.
“First of all, I’m not a gotdamn stripper and what you just said makes it seem like I am.
Second of all, I’m grown and only have one father.
” She smirked, walking into the bathroom while my dick rose from Lear mentioning being a stripper.
She couldn’t do that shit on anybody’s stage but I would damn sure make it rain in the bedroom.
After checking my phone, I cleared a few messages then climbed out of bed, heading toward the shower to join Lear.
The bathroom was already full of steam because of those damn Satan showers she insisted on taking.
Instead of complaining, I got in but hurried my ass up so I didn’t scorch my skin.
Hot was one thing but Learah kept the water setting on Hell.
Fifteen minutes later I was in the room, partially dressed in jeans but someone was laying on the door before I had a chance to get my shirt on.
Annoyed, I made my way through the living room ready to light into whoever the fuck was knocking like they were five-o.
That shit just annoyed me so much that I didn’t bother checking to see who was on the other side before I snatched the door open.
“Who the fuck are you?”
His brows drew in while he looked me up and down before he actually spoke. “I was looking for Learah.”
My head cocked to the side and my face got tight within seconds. “Not if you’re trying to live you aren’t.”
“Excuse me?”
“I’m pretty sure you can muthafuckin’ hear. You looking for Learah is not good for your health. Who are you?”
“Melvin, a friend. Her mother…”
“Are you fucking kidding me?” I heard from behind me. When my eyes dipped over my shoulder to see Learah heading my way, she didn’t look happy to see him. Even still, she had some explaining to do.
“This is him?”
“If by him you mean her ex, then yes. We dated for three years.”
“And? You said that shit like it matters.”
“Because it does.”
My hand instinctively moved to my waist but Learah jumped in front of me regardless of the fact that I wasn’t currently strapped.
“It absolutely does not matter. I broke up with you and we haven’t talked in forever.”
“Yes, you did, but it was random as hell and only because you were grieving. I was attempting to give you time.”
“You don’t need to give her a gotdamn thing but you better be giving yourself a head start before I break your fucking jaw, bruh.”
“Amir.”
She lifted her eyes with that tight ass expression, but I didn’t give a fuck. I would beat his ass and not think twice about it.
“I broke up with you because we weren’t working. We hadn’t been right in a while and losing Née had nothing to do with us separating. It was just confirmation that I needed more than you could offer.”
“Like him? Your mother told me all about this thing you call yourself in. Is this really what you’re into?”
“Bruh.” I shoved Learah behind me but she was quick as hell and turned, placing her hand on my chest, giving me some crazy ass visual warning.
“Amir, no.” When she turned to him again, she stepped close and I snatched her ass right back.
“The fuck you doing, shorty?”
“Wow, your mom was right. You really lowered your standards with this…”
Learah was quick, but I was a lot faster. I reached over her head and clocked him right in his fucking jaw. He took it like a man though because when he was upright he laughed, shaking his head.
“A fucking thug. You’re so much better than this but if you don’t think so then I can’t do shit for you. Good luck with your life, Learah. I told your mother this was a waste of time.” He rubbed his jaw, shaking his head before turning to leave.
“Yo, what the fuck type of twisted shit is that? Your mother really sent him here?” I was mad as fuck but directing it at the wrong person.
So when I walked up on Lear, I had to take a minute to calm the fuck down.
When I had my head right, I lifted her chin and pressed a kiss to her lips. “Get dressed.”
“For what?”
“I’m about to handle this shit right now. So you either go with me or I go on my own but your mother is about to see me.”
As I stepped around Lear, she grabbed my arm before I could get too far. “That’s not gonna solve anything. Let me…”
I released a cocky laugh and peered down at her. “Nah, baby. You can’t do shit with this situation but I can. Get dressed.”
She didn’t object again. Instead, she followed me to the room and we both dressed, silently.
I was fucking pissed. Her mom didn’t fuck with me, I got that, but she was playing with his life by sending him to my door.
I needed her to be clear that shit wasn’t gonna happen again.
If it did, I couldn’t be responsible for how I handled her and that was my word.
Learah didn’t say much on the ride over and that was good because I needed the time to calm the hell down so I didn’t fully curse her mother out.
I was damn sure gonna speak my mind but the fact that I had time to process worked out in her favor.
When I parked in Learah’s parents’ driveway, she finally spoke up.
“What she did was wrong, dead ass wrong, and I would never defend her actions, but she’s my mother, Amir. Please remember who she is.”
I chuckled angrily before I got out and she followed me up the driveway to the stairs where I returned the favor, knocking on the door like my damn fist was seconds from breaking through the wood.
I assumed that was why her mother pulled the door open with a sour ass look on her face.
“Why are you…”
“Don’t ask me shit but let me explain a few things.
This right there is all me.” I pointed at Learah who was now by my side.
“I love your daughter, and to be honest, I didn’t think that was possible, but she damn sure has me on some love shit.
You might not approve; you might not fuck with me, and you might not want her to be with me, but unfortunately it’s not your call to make.
We’re in this shit for better or worse. You lost one daughter, don’t fuck around and lose another because she refuses to move like you want her to move.
Send one more muthafucker to my door trying to prove there’s somebody out there better for her than me and you’re gonna have blood on your hands.
I am who I am. She accepts me. So if you don’t, it won’t make me lose any sleep.
Trust me, I’ve experienced far worse than a mother who can’t get out of her own feelings long enough to see I’m the best thing that has ever happened to her daughter.
She’s the best thing that damn sure ever happened to me so I’m not allowing anyone, not even you, to pause what we have.
Stay out of my way or stay out of her life. ”
I turned to walk away, not caring how she received what I said because I didn’t have any fucks to give. I loved Learah. She was mine, and if her mother couldn’t get with that, she could get the fuck out of her life.
“What’s going on here?”
I kept moving even when I heard her father’s voice.
“Your wife gave Melvin my address like she didn’t know it was Amir’s apartment.”
“Liv, did you really?”
I chuckled as I pulled the door to the car, at risk of shattering my window from how hard I slammed it. Learah could deal with her damn parents moving forward. I spoke my piece and she was either with it or not.