~~~Chapter 14~~~
Malice
“There he is,” Paisley spoke calmly with her hands on her hips.
It was now three o’clock in the afternoon, and I’d just walked through the door.
I’d been texting her throughout the night, telling her that I had pressing business to handle.
So, although she was probably a little irritated about me not coming home, it wasn’t fight worthy.
At the end of the day, I still hustled, so not coming home at night wasn’t a immediate red flag.
“What’s up, what’s up?” I questioned, as I stepped up to her and kissed her lips. “Missed me?” I asked, as my lips brushed against hers.
She nodded. “Of course.”
Reaching down, I grabbed her round ass with both hands, while tonguing her down.
“Come on. Let’s go take a nap.” I massaged her ass.
She shook her head. “Boy, bye. You forgot that we’re supposed to be going to my mama and daddy’s house? It’s my mama’s birthday.”
“Damn,” I sighed. “I did forget.”
“Well, good thing that I used your card to buy her a gift.”
I smirked. “What’s new?”
Smiling, she playfully shoved my chest. “Shut up.”
“Okay.” I nodded.
“Are you finna hop in the shower, so we can go?”
I sighed. “I aint gon lie, bae. I’m tired than a muthafucka. But I do wanna come show your mama some love. Then I already know that they’ll be partying all day. So, let me catch a few zees. Then in a few hours, I’ll pull up, refreshed.”
“Okay.” She nodded. “The party actually doesn’t start, until six, anyway. So, coming about seven or eight should be cool.”
“My girl.” I smiled, while popping her ass. “You sure that you don’t wanna come upstairs and take a nap?”
Giggling, she shook her head. “Hell, no. Not after spending all that damn time putting myself together.”
Looking her up and down, I checked her out.
I could tell that she’d applied some make-up, although she never needed it.
Today, her long hair was in its naturally curly state.
Her shirt was cropped, showcasing her flat stomach, while her light blue denim distressed jeans fit like a second skin.
Then she had her pretty toes out, as she wore a pair of tall sandals.
No lie, Paisley was fucking gorgeous, and she always stepped outside righteously. She was a good girl, and I saw nothing but love as I looked into her eyes. And that was fucking me up, because I knew that those pretty eyes would be shedding tears, once those DNA results came in on Tuesday.
It was like I was savoring the moment with her, because this would probably be the last time that we’d be in this space.
It was fucked up that I hadn’t already told her the truth yet, but I’d decided that I wouldn’t drop that type of bombshell on her, until I had concrete proof. I owed her that much.
***
Rolling over in bed, I glanced at the clock on the nightstand, and sucked my teeth. “Fuck!”
It was now eleven o’clock and I should’ve been at Paisley’s mama’s party.
I already knew that they were looking for me, because I had really become a part of their family.
I must’ve slept right through the alarm that I’d set, which wasn’t completely surprising.
I was tired as fuck, and still didn’t feel well rested.
When I was at Jaylah’s I slept for maybe a hour or two, after laying the baby in her bassinet. It seemed like eight a.m. rolled around as soon as I closed my eyes, and I was right back up, ready to head to the lab.
The whole swabbing and leaving samples behind took no longer than thirty minutes. I definitely could’ve gone home after that…but I wanted to spend a little more time. So, me, Jaylah, and the baby stopped to have breakfast, although she was supposed to go to brunch that day.
After that, we went back to her house, where we both fell back asleep, while the nanny handled the baby. By the time I got up to leave, Jaylah was still sleeping and had already missed that brunch.
Now, I was lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, as I thought about Khari. Her little smile was embedded in my mind…and I couldn’t wait to hold her again.
Shit, once I thought about it, I realized that I didn’t have to just sit around thinking about her, when I could just see her. So, I reached over, and grabbed my phone off the nightstand. Then I scrolled to her name and facetimed her.
“Hey,” Jaylah sluggishly answered, while Khari was laying on her chest.
“What’s up?” I smiled. “What y’all doing?”
“Nothing,” she yawned. “We just been chilling. I didn’t realize how tired I was. I’ve been napping off and on all day. I’m probably about to go to bed for good in a minute.”
“Shit, I feel you.”
“It looks dark and quiet wherever you are,” she mentioned. “Paisley didn’t toss your ass out?”
“Nah, not yet.”
“Damn. So, it’s coming?”
“Probably so.”
“You must not be paying bills over there. Cause if she can put you out, then that means that the house aint yours.”
“Nah, you got it wrong, this time. I definitely pay the cost to be the boss, but when a muthafucka tells me to go, then I leave. I aint finna argue with no woman about no shit like that. I gets too much money, so having somewhere to rest my head will never be a issue. Besides, holding onto a house aint worth my peace.”
“I hear you.”
“Uh-huh.” I yawned.
“So…what’s on your mind?”
“Nothing. I just needed to see her.” And if we already had the results, then I would’ve already been over there in person by now.
“Oh.” She smiled. “Where’s…Paisley?”
“At her mama and daddy’s house, partying.”
“And you didn’t go too?”
“I was supposed to take a nap, then pull up, but I overslept.”
“Oh, damn.”
“I know, right? But it’s all good. I’ll catch up with her people on the rebound.” I thought about it. “I’ma come over there in the morning.”
She arched a brow. “I mean…you can…but I thought that you were waiting for the results?”
“I never told you that. I wanted the test to have that shit in black and white. In the meantime, I don’t need that to start getting familiar with her.”
“Okay. I can accept that.”
“Yeah. So, you’on be having niggas over there, do you?”
She sighed. “Other than my ex from time to time, then no.”
“Your ex, huh?”
“Yeah.”
“Why you aint with that nigga?”
She bucked her eyes. “Exhibit A is laying here, snuggling against my titty.”
“He wasn’t willing to accept her?”
“He was wishy washy about it, and that was a deal breaker for me.”
“Then why is he still coming around?” I frowned.
“He really doesn’t. We’re fully broken up. No in between or back and forth. He has no clothes here, or keys to get in. The most he’s done is stop by to bring me food or something, but that has pretty much stopped, because he’s finally seeing somebody.”
“Well…Ion want that nigga around, at all,” I admitted.
She frowned. “Okay…I’m really trying to see where you’re going with this. You don’t want my ex around in particular? Or is this about any man in general?”
“It’s about that nigga specifically, and all other niggas in general.”
Her lashes fluttered. “And you don’t think that’s a bit unrealistic?”
“What’s unrealistic about me not wanting niggas around my baby?”
She cleared her throat, as she slightly sat up. “It’s unrealistic because we’re not together, and eventually I will date.”
“Dating don’t mean that you gotta have that nigga around Khari.”
“And I totally get that. That’s why I don’t intend on letting anybody meet her, unless it’s serious.”
“But should you really be dating with such a fresh baby?”
“Nigga, what? Should you ?” Her lips curled.
“Nah. I really shouldn’t.”
She rolled her eyes. “Well, that sounds like a personal problem.”
“Look…I’ma leave this alone, for now. Cause I know that we’re still getting to know each other, so you don’t know no better yet. Cause if you really knew me, then you’d know that it’s probably best to leave them niggas wherever they’re at.”
She hooded her eyes. “You keep saying stuff like that. Are you supposed to be this bad actor that I should be scared of?”
“Nah. Ion want you to fear me. But for everybody else…hey.”
She lightly laughed. “You’re real funny.”
I maintained a straight face. “But I aint laughing.”
She rolled her eyes. “Whatever.”
“I’m serious.”
“Okay, Khamere.”
Propping a arm behind my head, I got comfortable, as I gazed at the camera.
“I guess you’re about to hold me hostage on the phone again,” she sighed.
I smirked. “Yeah, you guessed muthafuckin’ right.”
***
“Khamere.”
My eyes opened, and I found Paisley standing over me. “What’s up?” I questioned, gruffly.
She frowned. “What happened to you coming to the party?”
“My bad, baby. I overslept.”
She shook her head. “Everybody was asking about you.”
“I know. I was just tired as shit.”
“I can tell. You fell asleep with your phone in your hand.”
I furrowed a brow, wondering if Jaylah was still on the phone when Paisley walked up.
“Damn, that’s crazy,” I commented.
“It is,” she sighed heavily, before climbing into bed with me.
Dropping my phone on the bed, I pulled her into my arms.
“Do you feel well rested now?” She asked, while snuggling in.
“Kinda. I’m definitely going back to sleep.”
“Then you need to get to it.”
“Get to what?”
“Fucking me.”
I chuckled. “Oh, okay. I got cha.”
“Do you?” She questioned, while climbing on top of me.
It wasn’t long before we were both butt naked, sweaty, as she was gliding that wet pussy up and down my dick. Reaching up, I cuffed her bouncing titties, while it felt like there was something extra in the pussy that night. It was gripping my dick in ways that it hadn’t before.
“Don’t hold back,” she huskily spoke in my ear. “You know you wanna nut in this pussy.”
Grabbing her ass, I pumped hard dick into her, while our skin loudly clapped.
“Oh, fuck, Khamere,” she panted. “I love this fucking dick.”
Thinking about what lied ahead of us, I gripped her hips, and hammered into her, mercilessly. Eventually, she fell back, without breaking our connection, and I moved with her, fucking the shit out of her.
Her titties were bouncing, while she lovingly caressed my face. “You love me, daddy?” She wanted to know.
“For shit sho,” I huffed, while dipping in deeper.
“Tonight…is gonna be the night, baby. I can feel it. We gone make this baby.”
Hearing that, I pumped harder, until I exploded deep inside of her. Right after, I collapsed on top of her, attempting to catch my breath. She hooked her arm around my neck, and inhaled.
“I love you.”
My stomach churned a bit, wondering if this would be the last time I heard her utter those words. “I love you too.”