Chapter 173
I wasn’t used to this. Whenever Face was home, he’d give me his undivided attention. Even when he spent time with the kids, I was usually right there too, because the girls would insist on it. So, I was out my body, as this man had been giving me the silent treatment for the past three days.
I was so used to the cuddles, sweet nothings whispered in my ear, and the sex. We usually couldn’t keep our hands o" one another, and now this nigga was literally laying in the bed, with his back turned on me. I’d tried sparking up a conversation, and he would just nod or mumble.
I’d tried apologizing. Several times. And he’d just stare at me like I was crazy. I felt like I’d lost my best friend, and I didn’t know what to do with that.
Not being able to sleep, I was gazing at the ceiling, while the TV softly played reruns of Martin. My stomach was twisted in knots, as I feared that I was really losing my man.
“Fuck that,” I grumbled, as I rolled over, and threw a leg over Face’s leg.
He sighed heavily, and flung my leg off him. I tossed it right