24. Saint
“Saint moveee!” Blessing squealed, pushing my hands away from her.
“What? You missed a spot.” I lied. She’d just slipped on her swimsuit and asked if she had rubbed in all the sunscreen.
We were heading out to the lake in the outback so I could go fishing and catch some catfish to fry up for dinner.
Lake Willow is known for its catfish population.
I watched Blessing slide on a pair of cut-off jean shorts, then a white tank top.
“Please stop staring at me. You’re not allowed to touch me again until we leave. I’m so sore.” She rolled her eyes, throwing her hair into a messy bun.
“I wasn’t even thinking like that, just admiring how beautiful my sweet lady is.
The massage didn’t help with the soreness?
My bad, baby. I just couldn’t stay off you last night.
That shit was too wet.” I chuckled, pulling her into me.
I placed a few kisses on her lips as she stared up at me.
After breakfast, I sent Blessing to the spa for a full-body massage, figuring it would relieve the soreness.
“It helped my legs and back, not my pussy.” She frowned.
“You wanna soak in the Jacuzzi when I’m done fishing?”
“Oh yes. With a nice glass of wine and a charcuterie board.”
“Whatever you want, shorty.” I patted her ass and headed out of the room.
After making sure I had everything I needed, we headed to the lake, which was just a short walk behind the cabin.
I laid a thick blanket in the grass for Blessing to relax on, along with a picnic basket filled with her favorite snacks and drinks.
She recently got into blackbooktok, and reading has become her newest obsession.
So, I bought her a Kindle Color Soft to give her the best reading experience.
“Thank you, baby.” She grinned, getting comfortable on the blanket. I nodded and sat on the cooler, preparing my fishing rod.
“Who taught you how to fish?” Blessing asked.
I sighed, looking down. “My pops used to take me. The last time we went was a week before he went missing. Even with me being sick, it never stopped. Twice a month, we were going to Cove Lake. He taught me how to properly clean the fish, and my mama taught me how to fry it. This is the first time I’ve gone fishing this year. ”
“We can continue the tradition. Now I ain’t touchin’ worms, but I’ll sit in the grass and watch you whenever you want.”
A wide smile spread across my face. “I’d love that. Have you bought a dress for the cancer center Christmas ball yet?”
She nodded, “I did. I got your tux, too. I’m surprised you let me dress you.”
I shrugged, standing up. “Baby, you always got that shit on, so I know you’re going to get me right. I trust you.”
“Were you a Make-A-Wish kid?” She asked
“Mhmm,” I nodded, casting my line into the water.
“What was your wish? Did you choose Disney like most kids?”
“Nahhh, I chose a suite for a Jag’s game.
I got to meet the entire team. Coach Charles was the quarterback at this time.
They treated me like a king. I sat on the sidelines watching the game, the cheerleaders kept blowing me kisses and shit.
Had me feeling like that nigga.” I laughed.
“Now I own that suite and play for that team. Coach kept in touch with my family the entire time til I was grown and drafted. He’s a good dude. ”
“Aww. Coach has a good spirit.”
“Yeah he does. That’s why the Jags were my top pick. Not because I’m from OC, but because the team has always treated me like family. Especially when my Pops disappeared.”
We stayed at the lake for at least three hours. I caught a good number of catfish and was ready to fry this shit up.
“This is disgusting!” Blessing gagged, stepping away from me. She was supposed to be helping me clean this catfish, but according to her, she isn’t cut out for this lifestyle.
“It’s not even that bad, bae. You’re so dramatic. You can just get started on the sides.” I shook my head, continuing to clean and fillet the fish.
Blessing burst into laughter, causing me to turn and look at her. “What’s funny?” I questioned.
“Symone sent this funny ass video to the group chat.” She responded, still giggling.
I froze at the mention of Symone. “I thought y’all weren’t friends with her anymore?”
“Oh, we made up not too long ago. She apologized for being a weirdo.”
I sucked my teeth, turning back to the sink. “I don’t like her. She’s messy as hell, Bless.”
“She’s honestly not that bad. She’s been cool since we made up.”
“Just don’t be telling her our business.”
“I don’t tell her personal shit like that. Where’s all this coming from?”
“Nowhere. I just get bad vibes from her.” I know I should’ve told her the truth, but I couldn’t risk losing her after we’d just made things official.
“Alright, Saint. Don’t let me find out anything different.”
“It’s nothing, Bless. I’m protective of you. She didn’t even have your back when all that shit went down.”
“I understand what you’re saying, babe. She’s harmless, though. She just wanted to keep the peace. I don’t want to talk about this anymore. I know Coach is strict with away games. But I think I can convince him to at least let me come to one.”
“You can come to whichever one you want. Coach will let you slide at least once.” I chuckled. “You gone bring our girls with you?”
“Yeah. I miss them already. This is probably the longest I’ve gone without Sage.”
“I told you they could’ve come.”
“We needed this alone time. So much has gone on these past few weeks. I’m just glad everything is finally over.”
“You and me both, baby.”
Blessing thought it would be a good idea to record a cooking video together and upload it to our social media pages. I agreed. It was the perfect way to announce our relationship. After eating an early dinner, we retreated outside to the jacuzzi.
“This feels amazingggg.” Blessing sang as she sank into the water. A soft sigh escaped her mouth as she relaxed against the wall.
I grabbed the glass filled with her favorite sweet red wine and passed it to her. “Hell yeah. We need to use the one at home more often.”
She took a sip of her wine and nodded. “We do,” She agreed. She shifted to face me, laying her feet across my lap. “Our cooking video is going viral.”
“I know, I had to turn my social media notifications off again.”
“I never turned mine back on. Taryn sent a screenshot of GITC reposting it. They’re so messy. I didn’t even bother to read the comments.”
“You should never read comments anyway. There’s always going to be one hater in the mix.” I took one of her feet into my hands, gently massaging it. Her toes were painted my favorite color. I couldn’t help but kiss them.
“My grandma called earlier. Said Sage was tearing her house up when Messiah brought them over to visit. I don’t know what I’m going to do with her.”
“My princess is innocent. She was just excited to see her nana.” She rolled her eyes. “Don’t do that.” I chuckled. “You want another one?”
“Eventually, but,” She held up her left hand, wiggling her ring finger. “Not before we’re married. Plus, I can’t do two under two. Sage is already a handful.”
“So about two and a half years?”
“To get married? Sure.”
“Nah, we’re going to be married before the end of next year. I’m tryna put a set of twins in you.”
“Oh hell no.”
I pulled her into my lap, snaking my arms around her waist. “You don’t want twins?”
She shook her head, snuggling against my chest.
“Two babies at once plus a toddler. Helllll no. Journey and Serenity will be off in college, and you’ll be traveling for games. That’ll be way too much on my plate.”
“You’re right.” I nodded. “You want more wine?” I asked, picking up her empty glass.
“Yes, please.” I refilled her glass before passing it to her. “Thanks again for all this. Willow Creek is so beautiful. OH! Let’s go to the casino. Right now!” She stood from my lap, chugging the wine.
Because I could never tell her ass no, I agreed. “Let’s go.”
I grabbed Blessing’s hand, intertwining our fingers as we walked into the casino. My security guards, Tre and Omar, were a few feet behind us. I usually don’t take them everywhere with me, but since we were in a different city, they were necessary.
“I’m feeling really lucky tonighttttt!” Blessing grinned, glancing around the casino. Just like the lounge yesterday, Midnight Fortune was packed.
“What you wanna play first?” I asked, throwing an arm over her shoulder.
“Hm..” She tapped her chin, then pointed towards the slot machines.
“I want to play Huff n’ Puff. I always hit big when I play.
” My eyes were glued to her behind as she led the way.
Her fat ass was sitting right in the jeans she had on.
I didn’t even want her leaving the crib in them.
Blessing’s walk was something dangerous.
The way her hips swayed kept me mesmerized.
I’d pull a nigga’s eyeballs out for even looking at her for too long.
I took a seat on a stool and pulled her onto my lap. “How much are you betting?” I pulled a knot of cash out of my pocket, passing it to her. She peeled two hundred-dollar bills out and passed the knot back to me.
“I need a kiss for good luck, baby.” She turned around, puckering her lips. I leaned up, pecking her glossy lips a few times.
I watched her play until my phone buzzed in my pocket. My screen was filled with missed calls and texts from Symone.
Symone: You see me calling you.
Symone: You really made that bitch your girlfriend?
Symone: You’re so weird. I hate you.
I shook my head and deleted the thread. I didn’t understand what the fuck her problem was. I haven’t touched her ass in months. I need to nip this shit in the bud asap. Her ass is buggin’.
“Yesssss!” Blessing squealed. She bounced in my lap, clapping her hands. “I hit the jackpot!”
“Awe shit, baby. Look at you!” I put my phone back in my pocket and looked up at the screen. My girl was up twenty bands. “You gone keep playing or try another game?”
“I wanna play Cash Eruption now. I think it’s over there.” She pointed to a set of slot machines by the bar.
“Aight, come on.” She printed her ticket off, sliding it into her purse.
I held her hand as we headed towards the machines.
“I’m finna run to the bathroom really quick.
My security is right over there.” She nodded before holding her hand out for more money.
I put the knot of money in her hand and instructed her to keep it in her purse.
I gave my security a signal, letting them know to keep an eye on her, and made my way to the bathroom.
A hand pushed me back into the bathroom as I attempted to walk out. “What the fuck?” I asked, seeing Symone step inside.
“So you’re just going to keep ignoring my messages?” She stood in front of the door, blocking me from exiting.
“Bitch do you see how crazy you look? Move out the fucking way before I make you.” I said through gritted teeth.
“I’m telling Blessing everything.”
“What the fuck is your problem, Symone? I can count on one hand how many times I fucked you. Shit ain’t ever been that deep.
Move the fuck on and leave us alone. Stop talking to my girl.
Matter fact, leave the whole group alone.
Just stop.” Before she could respond, the bathroom door was shoved open, and Tre walked in.
“I got it, boss. Get back to your lady.”
I stopped by the bar and grabbed a drink to calm my nerves.
“What’s wrong?” Blessing asked as I took a seat next to her.
“Nothing, baby,” I took a swig of my bourbon. “Did you win anything else?”
She frowned, shaking her head, “Nope. You didn’t give me a good luck kiss.”
I chuckled and passed her my drink. “My bad, gorgeous. Let’s go play some blackjack. You know how to play?”
She shook her head, finishing my drink. “No but you can teach me.” She smiled, leaning over to kiss me.
“I love you.”
“I love you too, Moo. Forever.”
“I am so exhausted, Papa.” Blessing frowned, walking out of the bathroom wrapped in her robe. I pulled the covers back, motioning her over. She dropped her robe and climbed into bed next to me. “Why didn’t you tell me you ran into Symone? She told me she saw you tonight at the casino.”
“I saw her on the way to the bar. I gave her a quick head nod and kept it pushing.” I lied.
“Is that why your mood changed? Saint. If there’s something you need to tell me, just tell me. Don’t start this relationship with lies.”
“Baby, there’s nothing to tell. I told you earlier I don’t like her. I know a snake when I see one. That’s all.”
“Okay. I trust you. I won’t bring it up again. I don’t get why she didn’t speak to me if she saw us tonight.” She shrugged.
“Me neither. If she seen me, she definitely seen you too.” I pulled her naked body on top of me. “You’re so beautiful. I can’t wait to make you my wife.”
“Stop gassing me.”
“You feel how hard my dick is?” I rocked her hips against my pelvis. She reached down between us, pulling me from my boxers.
“I guess I should handle this.” She bit down on her bottom lip, lifting to guide me into her warm, wet opening.