Chapter 11
One Week Later . . .
I didn’t think I’d see his ass around for a while. Our last encounter wasn’t so pleasant, and I wasn’t ready to forgive him for the shit he pulled. But alas, here we were. My moms summoned me over, with the false pretense that she needed my help setting up her bookshelf in her library.
When I got here and saw that she had Denver putting it up, I got irritated about her setting me up. The bum didn’t look as if he was any type of remorseful. The asshole actually had a smile on his face as if nothing ever happened between us.
Now, we were sitting out on my parents’ patio, with my moms and pops, to settle whatever beef we had.
I wasn’t settling shit.
“What is going on with you two, Avery? Denny told us that you two fought at the anniversary party and that you fired him,” my moms said while I stared at his tattle-telling ass.
“Did he tell you about all the disrespectful shit he’s been doing since I opened my company?”
He sucked his teeth and waved me off. “I’m the one who made his company as successful as it is now, and he never gives me any credit for the things I’ve done, Auntie.”
“What have you done, my guy, besides your fucking job?”
“AJ! Language.”
“I’m sorry, Ma, but your nephew is a jealous, arrogant, and disrespectful person, and he should tell you the real reason we got into the fight in the first place.”
“You hit me and fired me over a broad you’d only known for a millisecond! I’m your blood, nigga! I was there to help you build that company?—”
“You didn’t help me build shit! That was me and Emani who got out there making deals and putting our money into building that empire. What dollar did you spend to make Aromatique what it is today? You tell me that, and I’d gladly give you your job back.” He waved me off. “Exactly.”
“Look, at the end of the day, you are family. Shouldn’t no woman come in between that,” my pops said.
“It was the principle, Pa. He doesn’t respect me or my boundaries. I told him that she and I were an item, and he still tried to pursue her. Touching her inappropriately, knowing that was the main reason we almost had a lawsuit.”
“Denver, . . . I thought we talked about that.”
“I didn’t think he was serious, Pa. Me and Av been tossing these chicks up since we were in high school. But as soon as he started building this empire, he started acting different.”
“I’m a grown ass man now, Denny. When my business grew, so did my palate for different shit. We’re not in high school no more, bruh. Your mind is stuck in the yesteryears, while everyone else has moved on. You’re smart as fuck, but you’re still childish mentally. Grow the fuck up.
“I’m looking for a wife to start building a family. Someone I can leave all this to when I pass on. I ain’t trying to beef with you, but until you give a genuine apology, I don’t want you around me, my business, or my fucking lady.”
“I’m not apologizing for shit. I did nothing wrong. You’re the one that should be apologizing for putting your hands on me.”
I scoffed and stood. “Then it’s done. I have nothing else to say to you. Ma, Pa, I’ll see y’all later.” I walked back through the patio doors, leaving them to it. Denver had some growing up to do. Until he did, I had nothing else to say to his punk ass.
My eyes opened to the darkness of the room. I had to have been sleep for hours, because it was daylight when I came home and decided to take a nap. I was exhausted from working around the clock, trying to get our product in more stores.
I needed a vacation.
The smell of weed heightened my senses as I looked around my dark room until my eyes landed on a thick brown body, draped in a red negligee, sitting in the chair in the corner, puffing away.
A smirk lifted on my face seeing her sitting there with her hair down like I liked it. I had given her a key and told her to pull up anytime she missed me. This was her first time using it, and I was happy as hell she did.
“You missed me?” she asked in a seductive tone.
“Fuck yeah, I did,” I replied. She stood from the chair, unsnapping something, and her panties fell to the floor, but the red material around her waist remained. She walked like a feline over to me and climbed on top of me, handing me the joint.
“I missed you more.”
“Yeah? How much?”
She smiled at me with low eyes.
“Enough for you to give me throat babies.” She then lowered herself until she reached my briefs, pulling them down and off. She grabbed my dick and began French kissing the tip, making me draw in a deep breath. When she began deep throating me, I lost it.
“Gahdamn, mama. That’s right, make it nasty for ya man.
” I gripped her hair and gave a light thrust of my hips.
If this girl didn’t already have my nuts in a vice, she definitely had it now with her performance tonight.
As I felt myself about to explode, Layne lifted and slid that gushy pussy right on my dick.
I could only count on a few fingers how many times we used protection, and each time, I had to pull out, barely missing her eggs.
“Mmm, you make me feel so good, baby,” she voiced, swirling her hips. I was trying to stay focused so I wouldn’t cum quick, but she was doing too fucking much on me. I tossed the joint on the dresser as she leaned forward, interlocking our fingers and staring into my eyes.
“You look so beautiful riding my dick, love. Go ’head and pull that nut out of me.”
“Oh, fuck, Averyyy!” she whined, bouncing on me.
“Mm-hmm, cum for me, baby.”
“Oooh, shit! I’m cumming, baby! I’m cumming!”
“Get ya shit off, mama.” Her pussy started contracting, making me lift her off me and get behind her. I pulled her hips up and slid back inside of her, then began my assault. The way her moans serenaded the room and ass clapped and waved, reminded me that I deserved this doggy-style ovation.
I know this shit seemed sudden, but I had no doubts that Layne Amaya Grant was going to be mine forever.
Not long after our session, we lay wrapped in the sheets with her lying on my chest. My eyes were cast to the ceiling while thoughts of what I wanted to do for her ran through my mind.
“My ex-boyfriend cheated on me a lot while we were together.”
That was random .
“I know it’s random, but I was just laying here thinking, what if what we have is just for the moment? What if you find someone el?—”
“Baby,” I said, stopping her from talking.
“Hmm?”
“There you go overthinking again. You’re stuck with me, and I’m stuck with you, a’ight?
I know we haven’t known each other for long, but I’m telling you, you got my attention.
Keep being you and doing what you doing, and you don’t ever have to worry about me going anywhere.
I’d leave before I cheat on you, anyway. ”
“Okay. I just don’t want a repeat of that. He really hurt me, but I’m a hopeless romantic, so I’m open to trying again. You make me feel good. Very optimistic.”
“You sure? You were giving pessimistic vibes for a second there.”
She laughed. “I know. As long as you can assure me that this will last, I’m going to believe it.” I kissed her nose.
“Nothing is promised to me and you. So why would we let this thing go?” I sang, making her laugh.
“Have you ever wanted to do something wild and exhilarating?”
“Hmm . . . Nah. But I did always want to take a road trip to see different states.”
“That sounds so good. I have this bucket list of things.”
“Oh yeah? What’s the one thing you really want to do?”
“Go skydiving.”
“Me and heights don’t get along, but I support you one hundred percent.”
She laughed. “Party pooper.”
“Hey, I said I support you.”
“Get some rest, my love. And in the morning, I’m going to make you breakfast.”
I smiled. “I like the sound of that. But one more thing.”
“What’s that?”
“What are you going to do now that you’re debt-free?”
“I haven’t really thought about it. I mean, you could give me the position I was applying for anyway.” She giggled. “You need a new chief financial officer, and I’m more than qualified. I know you said you wanted me to be the social media manager, but I could take care of your finances too.”
“You know what? You’re right. But what am I going to do about an assistant if you leave my side?”
“I can help you find someone new, but it definitely won’t be a woman. And if it is, she’s going to be older, or I’ll find you a man.”
I chuckled. “Whatever you say, baby. We can start the process tomorrow of repositioning you, but right now, I want to reposition them legs.”
“Oh, goodness!” she exclaimed, letting me back inside my happy place.