Chapter Solae
SOLAE
Rah swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood. He looked down at me with a lazy, satisfied smile. His dick was still hard and dripping with cum. Most of it, I had swallowed.
Since I was still healing from the termination, my mouth had been putting in a lot of work.
“What you gettin’ into today?” Rah asked as he put his boxers on.
I smiled because this was the first morning in forever that I didn’t have anything to do.
I didn’t have a job to drag myself to. The kids had gotten on the school bus about an hour ago, so the house was unusually quiet.
It had been years since I had hours to look forward to that would be uninterrupted with kids and responsibilities.
“I don’t even know,” I admitted with a little giggle as I stretched beneath the covers. “I can’t remember the last time I had a day to myself.”
Rah just grinned as he searched his drawers for something to put on.
“I’ll most likely run some errands I’ve been putting off until I had free time.”
“Sounds good.”
“What are you up to today?”
As I waited for him to answer, I watched him with narrowed eyes. But his back was to me as he continued to rummage through the drawers.
“You know I’m going to be in the streets getting this bread, baby. And me and Moses have a studio session after his meeting with his probation officer.”
I gnawed on my bottom lip, trying to bite my tongue.
All weekend, in the back of my mind, I kept seeing that woman, the light-skinned one at the bar with Rah during Moses’ birthday party. She had made and kept eye contact with me while she and Rah were standing there, and something about the way she looked at me hadn’t set well with me since.
All weekend, her face kept creeping back into my thoughts.
I tried to keep tabs on her through the crowd, to see how she and Rah interacted, but the party was packed.
So, it was impossible. She was on the other side of the club, and Rah always had someone in his face that entire night, both men and women.
Still, something about her lingered in my mind like a song I couldn’t get out of my head.
I told myself it was nothing. I kept trying to assure myself that she was just another groupie. But it gnawed at me in a way I couldn’t explain.
Yet, I told myself to shake off my nagging insecurities and enjoy this rare, responsibility-free day. But my women’s intuition was singing to me…loudly.