7. Old Threats
OLD THREATS
“Eazy, where are we? I told you I have to pee. You want me to ruin your precious new leather?” Lotus asked from the passenger seat of his new black Lamborghini Urus.
He’d blindfolded her after picking her up from her parents’ house, and she’d been talking shit the whole way.
“Lo, chill. We almost there.” He tapped the gas and weaved his whip up the winding road until they arrived outside an eight-foot-tall iron fence.
Behind it sat a two-story modern style house, floor to ceiling windows on each level, and a two-car garage.
The minute he saw the place and took a tour, he knew he had to have it.
Lotus was due in a few months, and he wanted them out of that little ass apartment when his son came.
That was the other thing. He insisted it was a boy, even though they’d yet to have an ultrasound confirm it.
It was supposed to be her next appointment, and he couldn’t wait.
The bigger she got, the more real it became for him. Together, they’d created life, and he wasn’t taking that for granted because he knew how short it could be, or that it could be snatched away at any time. Parking on the fresh driveway, he shut the car off, and Lotus sighed heavily.
“I swear, if you’re on some bullshit—”
“You always think a nigga on some bullshit.” Eazy sucked his teeth. “I want you to keep that same attitude. Stay right there. I’m getting out to come open your door.”
He reached the other side, pulled her door open and grabbed both of Lotus’s hands.
Helping her from the car, he watched her plant both of her wedge heels on the ground.
Eazy tugged her away from the car and toward the front stairs leading to their new home.
Leaving her at the bottom of the stone staircase, he slipped behind her and reached up to pull the blindfold off.
Lotus’s mouth hung open, eyes misting, no words forming on her tongue.
Looking over her shoulder, her eyes found his as the sun set, and a cool breeze wrapped around them.
“What did you do?”
“Welcome home, baby.” He hugged her from behind and smiled proudly.
This was something he’d only dreamed of doing with Niva.
Somehow, all the things he imagined doing with her were coming to fruition with Lotus.
He remembered her asking for a baby the night she died and thinking their life wouldn’t allow for a child.
Funny how quickly a person’s desires could change.
Now, he was looking forward to meeting his baby, seeing who they looked like and what their little personality would be.
He couldn’t imagine that shit with anybody but Lotus at that point.
“Are you serious? This is ours?” she squealed, taking in the two stories with wide eyes.
“We been on top of each other in that apartment.” Eazy locked his arms around her and placed his palm over her stomach. “I ain’t complaining, but you filling that shit by the day with baby shit, shorty. We gotta make room for this one.”
“It’s so big. Are you sure you we can afford this?”
“What’s this we shit? You ain’t paid shit since I been witchu, Lo. Fuck you mean?” Eazy sneered, almost like he was offended.
He’d watched his grandpa provide for Taci his whole life.
There was no way he was about to sit by and let Lotus swipe or pull a bill out for shit as long as he was around.
If he did nothing else right, he could damn sure provide.
She didn’t even ask for shit; he was just so observant, it was nothing to handle her needs.
She liked the designer shit like most women, but he’d seen her buy some shit on clearance or off too, just because it was cute. He liked that about her.
“I ain’t some kept woman, Eazy,” she argued.
“Yeah, the fuck you are. My kept woman,” he corrected her. “Put all your money in the bank, buy shit for the house, baby shit, whatever. But as far as bills go, I got this.”
“Oh, so my little nanny check don’t cut it for you?” she quipped, arms folding over her chest as she turned to him. She was half joking, and Eazy wasn’t playing into that shit tonight.
“If you don’t bring yo’ ass on so we can look at this place and head over to meet up with everybody.”
“Wait, is that why everybody was being all weird earlier? Did they know?”
“I had Toni and Bull come check it out. Kiss and Von too. I wanted everybody to make sure I got it right.” Eazy nudged her toward the door, digging his key from his pocket so he could let them in.
Soon as they stepped inside, Lotus’s mouth dropped open.
The entryway alone stole her heart. There was a second story walk aboe them, and a winding staircase to her left.
The living room was huge, with a stone fireplace and crown molding in the ceiling.
A wall was positioned to her left with an open space so she could view the kitchen, but also a large doorway to walk right inside.
The dining room sat off to the side, and there were already large pieces of furniture taking up space as she continued to traipse through, admiring everything with Eazy on her heels.
“Four bedrooms, four bathrooms, a two-car garage, big ass backyard with a gated pool and outdoor cooking area. What you think?” Eazy asked as she paused near the patio doors and stared out at the glistening pool.
“It’s big and perfect. Not too far from Mama and Daddy or Bull and Toni. When do we get to move in?”
“Just signed everything today and got the keys. We’re good to go when you ready.” Eazy tossed an extra set to Lotus, and she caught them in both hands.
He saw the glint in her eyes studying the keys and knew she was about to cry. Lately, she couldn’t help herself. He let her get that shit off because she was pregnant, but her ass could be mean too, then turn around and cry, trying to make him feel bad when he snapped back.
“Don’t do that shit.” Eazy approached, and Lotus lifted her glossy eyes to his.
“This is… I just wasn’t expecting it. Are you sure?” she asked, searching his eyes as his bushy brows connected.
“Lo, why you always asking me that shit? Like I ain’t showed you time and again what this is.”
“I don’t want you to look up and have any regrets, Ezekiel. All of this is happening so fast. We didn’t plan it, but we’re here. Every day I wake up to you, belly full of your child, and I just…” She paused and sniffled as he got in her face and rested a hand on her hip.
“You what? Don’t stop speaking your mind.
Ever. It’s what I like about us. You don’t hold back, Lo.
A nigga be needing that. So, if you feel a way, you gotta tell me.
All I know is, I wake up to you, and the only thing I can think about is our future.
This baby, building a life together, growing old, making a home.
” He lifted his eyes to the ceiling. “Since the first night I looked at you across the room, I knew you had the power to shake up my life.”
“Mmm, is that why you ghosted me? Twice?” she mocked.
“And now I wake up to you every day, right?”
“I do like that part.” Lotus pouted cutely, and Eazy chuckled before stepping into her space.
“You deserve this, shorty.”
“You do too.” She reached up to stroke his beard. “You know that right, Ezekiel? That night… all those years ago, it changed a lot of things for a lot of people. I didn’t know you then, but I see the man you are now, as aggravating as you are.”
“My son gon’ be just like me.” Sinking his teeth into his bottom lip, Eazy pulled Lotus toward him.
“You swear. You and this son shit.” She giggled and shook her head.
“So, that mean you gon’ be ready to move into our new home this week?”
“Absolutely. I can’t wait to see you cooking in this big ass kitchen for me.” Lotus threw her arms around him and stood on her toes as they fell into a deep, tongue-tying kiss.
“Mmm, you taste good, Lo.”
“Don’t start,” she whined.
“Start and finish. One time. Right here in our new spot.” Eazy immediately went to unbuckle his belt, then scooped Lotus off her feet and carried her into the kitchen.
All he had to do was part her thighs since she was in a dress.
His mouth fused to hers, and Lotus reached into his pants for his stiff soldier.
Stroking him with her warm hand, she devoured Eazy’s tongue and moaned against his lips.
He positioned himself at her warm opening and she hiked up her dress some more.
“Sss.” Eazy winced when her walls clamped around him after entrance.
Warm. Slick. Tight. He pumped into her with hard, long, deep strokes at first. She got wetter with each one.
Lotus’s mouth fell from Eazy’s, and she placed her hand on the counter behind her to match his thrusts.
Hips winding, Eazy cuffed her legs in both arms and hammered her mercilessly.
He knew they had to be quick, but she felt too good.
Skin slapping skin, heavy breathing, and Lotus screaming his name sent him climbing to his destination.
When he tapped that spot inside her honeypot, she released a warm gush.
Walls pulsing, juices drenching Eazy’s dick, Lotus threw it at him until he met her in the valley.
Eazy busted a nut so fat inside her, that if she hadn’t already been pregnant, this might have been the night. Knees weak, head spinning, he gripped the counter to keep himself steady as his semi hard dick slipped out of her.
“Mmm.” Lotus grabbed his face and brought him in for a warm, sloppy kiss as she sat up. “We should do that in every room,” she said between slow kisses.
His arms fell around her back, holding her close as she loved on him.
“If you trying to get to this thing tonight, you gotta chill, Lo. You already know a nigga can live in that shit. I’ll turn my phone off right now and say fuck the world.”
“No,” Lotus whined. “We promised. It’s only a few hours. We are not staying until midnight, but I do want to get out and see the town.”
“Eat,” he said for her, and she swatted his arm.
“Ass!”