Chapter 17 Trooper

Trooper

“This is beautiful. And you own it, like all of it?” Sophie grinned like a child as I showed her around Blue Isles, the vacation property I owned.

It was a small section of bungalows that sat on the beach, away from everything. The properties were nice and well-kept, so they stayed booked. It was secluded with literally no traffic, which the guests loved. I loved that I made money and didn’t have to do shit for that to happen.

“Damn, you weren’t even this excited about my house, and it’s a lot nicer than this shit,” I said, pretending to be hurt.

Sophie looped her arm through mine, snuggling close to my side. “I love your house, it’s amazing, and much nicer than these, but these are cute too,” she confessed.

“Too late, you can stay your ass here tonight and I’ll be chilling at my house alone.” I pushed her off me a little and she laughed.

“So you really want me to stay here? I mean, I will, but after I lay out naked on the beach, I might not be sleeping alone,” she teased.

“Ay, don’t get fucked up. It damn sure isn’t funny.” I mushed her in the head and she laughed again. Her laugh was so sexy to me. It was goofy as hell, but still sexy.

“Fine, you win. I’ll stay with you tonight.” She let me go and continued to explore, just as my property manager walked up.

“Mr. Carter, I’m glad to see you. How’s it look?” he asked through his thick ass accent. He was short, dark complexioned with locs that damn near swept the floor.

“Looks good, Isaac, but I expect that. You’re always on your shit, I don’t have to worry about that. You need anything?”

“No sir, I have it covered, but I have something for you.” He smiled and slipped his hand into his pocket. “I figured you’d be running low.” He shoved a Ziploc bag into my chest and I nodded.

“The good shit,” I said, glancing at Sophie.

“Yes sir, homegrown by yours truly.”

I offered to pay, which I knew he would decline. He did every time, so I took care of that with a bonus to his salary. Isaac was good people and handled things for me down here. I never had to worry about my properties and I appreciated that.

“She’s nice, Trooper. Much nicer than you’ve been here with before.”

“How can you tell all that from looking at her? I don’t fuck with ugly women, Isaac.”

He laughed. “It’s not her looks, although she’s beautiful and sexy too. It’s her spirit. She’s in love, Trooper. You better appreciate that love. Don’t fuck her over.”

This time I laughed. “Ay, don’t be checking her out like that. I don’t know about love, but she’s into me a little something.”

Isaac shook his head and smiled, but didn’t comment on my response. “Enjoy your stay. I’ll talk to you soon.”

After he left, I joined Sophie on the deck of the rental office and walked up behind her, placing my hands on the railing to lock her between my body and the banister. She leaned back after I kissed her neck.

“It’s beautiful here. We have to come back again,” she said softly with her head slightly turned toward me.

“Anytime you want, just ask and I’ll bring you.”

“Promise?”

“Come on, Sophie, you don’t have to ask me that.” I smiled and kissed her lips.

“I know, but just promise me.”

“I promise, now let’s go. I want to chill for a while before we go to lunch.”

“Thank goodness. You made me get up at six. Who does that on vacation?” she whined.

“Us.” I chuckled. “But I had to get here early. Isaac don’t play, and if I didn’t catch his ass early, I wasn’t going to see him.”

“I can respect that as long as you respect this nap I’m about to take.” She turned against my body to face me.

I laughed and hugged her. “You earned it, but you need me to help put you to sleep?” I asked before leaning in and kissing her neck.

“Maybe.”

“Aight, let’s work on that.” I stepped back and grabbed her hand, leading her into the building and out of the front door. When we got to the car I kept here, I reached in my pocket and tossed the kush Isaac had given me into her lap and she frowned.

“Where did this come from?”

“Issac. He always hooks me up when I get here. That’s the purest shit you can get. You wanna smoke with me?”

“I don’t smoke.” Again, her pretty face balled up.

“Don’t knock it till you try it. You will be on a whole other level, Sophie.”

“It’s not for me,” she said, looking down.

“What if I want you to smoke with me?” I asked, looking right at her.

“Then I’ll try it,” she said.

I smirked and pulled off. “I won’t make you, but I promise, you smoke that shit then let me dig in them guts? Your ass will be begging me to marry you.”

“Marry you? Maybe it’s already that good.” She blushed and bit into her lip, which made my body react.

“Shit, I know it is, but that right there will make it that much better. Trust me, but don’t worry, I’m gonna get you right tonight.” I winked at her and she smiled.

Later that night…

“Trooper, is that you?”

Here we go with this shit. “Yeah, what’s up Queda?”

“Not much, I’ve been missing you,” she said seductively before licking her lips.

This normally wouldn’t have bothered me, but shit was different now. She and I had lots of fun when I was here and would fuck the entire time, but her disrespectful ass saw me sitting with Sophie, which was why Queda made a point of addressing me with her back to Sophie.

“That sounds like a personal problem, which I don’t give a fuck about one way or another. But you disrespecting my girl like you don’t see her sitting here is a problem for me I give a fuck about.”

The shock on her face was funny as fuck. I understood why she was a little thrown, but it didn’t change things. When I was here, I treated her like anyone else. I would talk to or deal with her no matter who I was with, but I wasn’t about to do that to Sophie.

“My bad, girl, I didn’t mean to be rude.” She glanced at Sophie and extended her hand, which Sophie just looked at, then glanced at me. She was pissed, but it was cute. It wasn’t really my fault, however I understood her feelings.

“Ay, you can leave now,” I said to Queda, but kept my eyes on Sophie as I reached across the table and covered her hand with mine. She wanted to snatch it back, but was too classy to do so with Queda standing there.

“So how long are you here, and will I see you before you go?”

“Bitch, are you dumb or just that desperate? No, you won’t see him, but you can see me if you want,” Sophie said.

My dick got hard at the feistiness in her response.

“You don’t know me like that, bit—”

“Ay, don’t get fucked up in here tonight. I think you know better,” I said, cutting her off.

She eyed Sophie for a moment more before she stepped off.

“International, I see.” Sophie pulled her hand from beneath mine.

I chuckled and leaned back to get cash from my pocket. I placed a hundred on the table and stood.

“You can’t get mad about shit that happened before you. I told you what I was about. I wasn’t committed to anyone but myself before you, Sophie.”

“But that just happened,” she snapped, pointing toward Queda.

“True, but as a result of something that happened before we met. The only pussy I’ve been in since we been here is yours, so that,”—I pointed at Queda—“didn’t just happen.”

Sophie rolled her eyes and got up, but didn’t say anything. I hugged her from behind and she tried to shrug me off, but I wasn’t having that.

“Ay, you not gonna do that, aight? Now let’s go. So I can get you high and knock them walls down. You need a reminder about who’s important to me.”

She loosened a little in my embrace and I kissed her neck before I let her go. Yeah, it was time to go.

Isat out on the balcony enjoying the light breeze passing through as I watched the moon reflect off the ocean—some tranquil ass shit—and being high made it that much better.

I glanced inside at Sophie, sleeping peacefully on her stomach, tangled in the sheets, and smiled.

Her body was perfect. Just the right amount of everything, and once I unlocked that freaky side, she fell in line and started taking it there, so I was definitely satisfied.

She really had me fucked up in the game.

I was on some committed type shit, not sure how I’d gotten here.

I wanted her to be happy and was willing to do anything to ensure that.

Maybe that was what love felt like. I damn sure didn’t know.

No one ever loved me, so I had never experienced it.

I didn’t know how it felt or how to give it, which was why I lived the way I did.

I wasn’t a greedy man who just wanted to run through women because it was the thing to do.

I might have even been serious enough to settle with someone if they’d been strong enough to make me. Before Sophie, none of them had been.

I thought maybe Orin could have at some point, but deep down inside I knew better.

I used to think she loved me, even though I never returned it, but now I thought she just loved the idea of having me because I was unobtainable.

Not just that, she didn’t treat me like Sophie.

Sophie made me respect her and what we had, so I really felt like shit for fucking with Orin behind her back in the beginning.

I didn’t really have a reason and couldn’t justify it, so I wasn’t about to try.

Sophie had her ways, but she respected herself, and that made me respect her.

Something women didn’t understand. Men treated women how they allowed them, and if they didn’t care enough to give them what they needed?

They weren’t men, just boys, and the women needed to walk.

I didn’t know if Sophie even considered that, but she damn sure wouldn’t let me fuck her over. That was sexy and a turn on.

A man like me needed that, so I needed Sophie. Story made me promise to keep her happy, and I would do that. Not just because he asked, but because I wanted to. Maybe he was right, maybe I did care. I wouldn’t say it was love, but Sophie had me in my feelings, and that was a first.

The only issue I had was this family shit. Story wanted me to leave it alone, but I really wanted to handle her father, and Sophie deserved to know who she really was. Fuck all that other stuff. But I didn’t want to put anything out there that would get in the way of us.

The issue was if she found out from anyone but me and realized I knew, she would damn sure be pissed.

I didn’t know if her mother would ever come clean, so I was stuck trying to decide what to do.

I had a feeling the conversation would come sooner than later.

I just prayed it didn’t destroy us or her.

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