Chapter 16 #2
“The goofy ass nigga right here is my brother Art and this is his wife, Amber. Of course no affiliation with the goofy shit. This is Boss, that’s Tino and his girl, Summer.
Now everyone knows everyone.” I stood there with my mouth silently open, laughing at Burkeley who was already trying to pull me away when I put my hand on his chest, halting his moves.
“It’s nice to meet y’all.” I barely got my words out before Burkeley was finishing his pursuit of pulling me away from everyone.
“Am I assuming no one from your crew knows the truth because you are mighty clingy tonight, BK,” I said as he took a seat on the oversized lounge chair, then gently pulled me into his lap.
“Clingy? Damn, a man wants to show his woman some love and have her to himself. But not the ladies or Art. Why? Your girls know?” I nodded without saying anything else on the subject as I attempted to reach over him for a blanket. Burkeley pushed me back, scolding me in the process.
“I got it, M&M. Don’t be doing the most, putting all that pressure on Peanut.
Your stomach is growing.” I wasn’t even sure he would notice since he hadn’t had that much tummy time but he wasn’t wrong.
Since seeing Mackie last week, I had officially popped and my once small pudge was giving oh baby, every bit of my four months and counting.
I smiled just as Burkeley tossed the blanket over us then put his hands on my stomach, matching my smile.
“When will Peanut start moving?”
“According to the baby books, anywhere between this week and twenty-two weeks. I don’t think we’ll be able to physically feel them on the outside until later though.”
“I can’t wait to actually see them moving in there,” he said as he let his big hands roam my belly more freely, as if he was trying to pinpoint where the baby was.
I glanced up at Burkeley and caught his excitement not only in his tone but painted all over his face through his wide eyes and deep smile.
“We might not be around each other when—”
My words were cut short by Burkeley’s hand moving quickly to my neck, hooking it in a way that had my head falling back as he leaned into me more, pressing his mouth against me as he spoke.
All these low whispering moments are going to have me spreading these thick legs.
“Not tonight, not here. We have an audience and I’m not above proving my position in front of a fucking soul, M&M.” Back was that roughness that had me letting a low moan out. By the time I got his burning eyes, I licked my lips as I nodded before I did something I knew would change everything.
So prove it.
I tossed my arms around his neck and mentally said fuck my rules as I put my mouth on his.
Our kiss wasn’t rushed, but it was deep and sensual as fuck, and had me wet as hell.
Our tongues quickly became tied to each other as his mouth took control, sucking and biting my lips.
Another moan came out and I knew it was loud.
Burkeley kept one hand on my stomach, but the one on my neck moved to the back of my head and tugged my hair, causing us to break our connection. I came up breathless, my chest rising and falling rapidly.
I caught something in his eyes but couldn’t read the expression.
Fuck, did I go too far?
Before I could apologize, the sound of oohs and oh shits rang out, reminding me that even though Burkeley and I acted like it was just us in our little bubble, we in fact had a full blown audience right now.
“Yeah, baby number two is going to be in there right next to baby one real soon,” Art joked as they made their way around the fire.
It was weird how even with me now knowing just about everyone knew none of this was legit, I still blushed from embarrassment as I tucked my face into Burkeley’s body with him wrapping his arms around me.
“Shut up, fool, before I kick you out,” Burkeley joked back but his tone held real threat behind it.
“Out of the backyard that ain’t yours? How does that work?” Art asked. Everyone was cracking up at the two of them going back and forth, including me.
Burkeley grunted before he put his attention on me.
“I’m going to get something to drink. So you want a snack too?” I nodded.
“Yes, please. My snacks are in the cooler and can you bring me some hot chocolate too?”
“Yes, baby anything for y’all.” Burkeley kissed my lips, erasing any fear I had built up that quickly that I’d gone too far.
Yet, just as fast as it came, it went. My mind was back to playing tricks on me.
It could be an act. Remember, his brother doesn’t know.
I tried to shake it off as I joined the conversation flowing around the warm fire about what everyone did for a living while I eyed Burkeley at the table with Quincey who was getting drinks for him and Johnni.
I wanted moments like this to be real, forever.
But not with just anyone.
Him.
Hollis waltzed over to me wearing a sly smirk so I prepared myself for the bullshit as she took a seat in the empty chair on the other side of me.
I held my hand up, trying to prevent her from speaking, but it was a failed attempt.
“Now, Johnni’s ass ain’t gon’ say shit because of the extra people around, but you know I can’t help it. Especially when the material is too fucking juicy.”
“Ms. Caught Live, not now. I told you before what it was.” I said, trying to keep the language light so if his brother was listening it wouldn’t be obvious that we were talking about Burkeley and me.
“Yeah, and if my memory is correct, that was on the no-no list. I mean…unless some shit changed, which is fine. Johnni and I have a bet going anyway.” I gasped before I snorted, shaking my head.
“Nothing has changed. Well, just my fucking hormones. Now shut up please. Go mingle with Boss, he’s single.” I looked at Boss who sat quietly, watching everyone.
Hollis shook her head. “Nope, no can do. We didn’t make it known, but Boss moves too close to my job.
He does security for a bunch of celebrities that he tries to keep me away from.
Let’s just say, I’m not his favorite person because we all know I’m damn good at getting my story with solid ass receipts.
” It was funny as hell that we looked in his direction just as his eyes were on us.
Hollis’s scandalous ass did a finger wave, making me bust out laughing just as Burkeley made his way over to us.
I reached out to help him but I was learning my man liked being the man who handled every load when it came to me, no matter how big or small.
He leaned down and set my apples and caramel dip in my lap, then grabbed my hand and kissed the back.
“Ugh, okay, y’all can’t be this cute in front of the single people. The shit ain’t balanced right,” Hollis said in a sappy tone.
Burkeley smirked as he sat then passed my hot chocolate filled to the brim with whipped cream.
“This is a lot of cream, baby,” I said as he retook his seat next to me, putting the blanket back in place, covering us both.
When Burkeley pulled out his bottle of hard apple cider, I couldn’t begin to wonder where he had it because the words he said to me knocked any remaining common sense out of my head.
“I figured you were a heavy creamer,” he whispered into my mouth before he kissed my lips. It wasn’t hard to miss what he was really saying and I should have been embarrassed that my pussy was out here purring even more from his statement, but I wasn’t.
Burkeley knew I was turned the fuck on right now and the big ass wood he’d just placed my thigh across let me know he was too.
Just because it’s big and ready, Mickey, doesn’t mean you have to sit on it.
But my pussy disagreed and now I wanted Burkeley even more.
I thought about what Hollis said, about getting the dick while I had it, and now that sounded like the best advice she had ever given me.
All I needed to do was convince Burkeley that this next step would make our fake relationship seem even more realistic.