Chapter 16 #2
I smiled, while wrapping my arms around his neck even tighter.
“And I want in on it,” I voiced, making him suck his teeth, and let out a laugh.
“I was on the phone with Kendrick on the way over here. I was telling him how I was going to make your ass sit this shit out. I’m nervous now that this shit happened to Diego.
I want to tell you fuck no! I want to make you retire from the game because now I’m going to have this real bad urge to want to protect you, but I know you not going to go for that,” he said, causing me to roll my eyes at that.
“I’m glad you know that. I’m glad you didn’t even suggest that. I would have had to curse your ass out,” I said it in a playful way, but I was dead serious with him.
“Yeah aight,” was his response, lifting me up from his lap, so that he could stand up.
I haven’t been this close to him in days, so when he tried to place me down on my own two feet, I wouldn’t let him. I chose to wrap my legs, and arms around him tighter.
He carried me all the way over to the shower, so that he could start it. I’d already taken my shower for the night, but that’s just how desperate I was to be next to him, so I removed my clothes too, once he lowered me down, and he started coming out of his clothes.
I got inside the shower with him. I tried my best not to start anything up with him because I knew that he wasn’t in his right state of mind right now.
Dolo obviously wasn’t feeling that way because all it took was seconds for him to bend me over, and he gave me that dick.
I hadn’t had that dick in days, so once I felt it inside of me, I went crazy, missing this feeling.
I could tell by the way he was stroking me, and kissing me all over my neck and back, that he’d missed it just as much.
The Next Day
“You don’t have to stay. I’ll just see you tonight when you get me to bring me to the warehouse. Thank you, Mitch,” I said, reaching for the door handle, so that I could step out of the back of the car.
“You good. You ain’t gotta thank me. Go ahead,” Mitch responded, looking back at me with a smile on his face.
We’d just gotten to my mom’s shop. I had him bring me over here after my anger management course wrapped up.
Today was the 23rd anniversary of my mom’s shop, so I wanted to stop by, and bring her a few gifts.
I had beautiful pink roses in my hands, and a few gift bags as well.
Crazy thing is, she didn’t even have to tell me that today was her anniversary. Certain things I just remembered.
I know she wasn’t expecting me. She always told me that I had the worst memory in the world, and that I could never remember to do the things for her that I said I was going to do, so when I walked in this afternoon, bearing gifts and flowers, I knew that she was going to get the shock of a lifetime.
Mitch went ahead, and he drove off. I walked over to the salon doors.
Because I was carrying all this stuff in my hands, one of the ladies from the inside came over, and she opened the door for me.
She was someone that was waiting in the sitting area, so that she could get her hair done.
I thanked her for opening the door for me, and as I walked in, I spoke to the other women that were sitting around, waiting to get serviced.
I knew all the hair stylist that worked for my mom, so I spoke to them as well.
Since my mom’s station was in the back, she was the last one to see me when I walked in.
She was too busy working on her client, running her mouth, deeply engrossed in whatever they were talking about.
She didn’t turn around to see me until I was close enough, and when she did, she screeched.
“Awwww, Bean. Then you came with gifts. Let me feel your head. Are you okay?” she cracked, trying to be funny, as she reached over, so that she could sit the curling iron down.
Once her hands were free, she playfully walked over to me, and she placed the palm of her hand on my forehead, as if she was checking to see if I had a fever or anything.
“Stop carrying on like that. Acting like I never get you anything. I just came back from Turks with a bunch of gifts for you. Here. I remembered it was your anniversary of having this shop. Just wanted to drop by with a little something for you,” I said, reaching my hands out, so that I could hand her over the flowers, and the gifts.
No matter how many times anyone showed up with flowers for my mom, she was always going to treat it like it was her first time receiving flowers in her life.
My dad made her this way. Just from stories that I’ve heard over the years from her, I knew that my dad would always shower her with flowers.
Even though Major wasn’t my favorite person in the world, I also knew that he would shower my mom with flowers too.
Sometimes, when I walk into her house, I wouldn’t know if I was at her house or the damn nursery.
“Thank you, my baby. How did you remember that? I didn’t mention anything about it to you,” she said, looking down at the flowers in her hand, truly in love with them.
“I don’t know. I guess I just remembered. Happy anniversary ma. I’ll take it to the back, and just wait for you in your office,” I let her know.
She smelled the roses, walked over to me, so that she could kiss me multiple times on my cheeks, thanked me for the items, and then she handed them over to me.
I took the items to the back, where her office was.
I knew the code to her door, so I was able to key it in, and let myself inside.
I walked with the items over to her desk, where I sat them down.
She had a restroom in here, so I quickly went in there, relived myself of my bladder that I had been holding, wiped, and then went over to the sink, so that I could wash my hands.
I finished up and then went back out into her office.
I chose to sit over in the sitting area that she had.
I used this time to pull my phone out, so that I could text Demi and find out where she was.
She wrote back quickly, telling me that she was home with Daylani.
I let her know that I was here at my mom’s shop, and after I finished up, I was going to Uber to her house.
I haven’t been over there to see her, and Daylani in a while.
I’ve been busy, on the move, so it wasn’t easy for me to always be able to stop what I was doing, so that I could pull up on her.
It didn’t take my mom too long to come to the back. Probably another 30 minutes or so, and she made her way to the office. The first thing that she did once she was inside the office was head to the restroom. I could hear her at the sink, washing her hands.
Once she finished, she came out, and was squealing, ready to go inside the bags, and see what I’d gotten her.
Everything that was inside those gift bags were things that I knew she was going to love.
My mom was a perfume fanatic, loving to smell good, and I knew that Baccarat Rouge 540 has been a smell that she’s been obsessed with lately.
Not only did I get the perfume for her, but I got a couple of candles for her from that same brand, some hand soap, and even the lotion.
All of that was a little over one stack.
She loved her jewelry too, something else that my dad would spoil her with.
Bracelets is what my mom was really into, so I purchased her a couple of diamond tennis bracelets, in which she drooled over, falling in love with them.
She was so thirsty over the bracelets, that she came over to me, so that I could place them on her wrist. It fit her perfectly.
When it came to purses, that was a department that I was still learning about, being as though at 21 years old, I was just coming around to learning purses, so I wasn’t sure which one to get her.
Ari helped me out when it came to this. She told me that the Louis Vuitton vanity bags were popular right now.
The first was the original Monogram Empreinte, and the other one was the Nano Nice.
Ari told me that my mom was going to love them, and she did because she held both in her hands, ready to pull her phone out, so that she could snap pictures of them.
“I love this, Bean. I love it even more because it came from you,” she told me, coming over, hugging me, and kissing me all over my face again.
Any other time, I probably would have been telling her that she was doing too much, but I loved seeing her happy like this.
Like a proud daughter, I pulled my phone out, and I had her stand in front of her desk, so that I could snap a couple of pictures of her.
I did her ass how she would do me, making her hit different poses for the pictures.
Also, when we finished up taking pictures in her office, I had her go outside with the flowers because I wanted to snap some pictures of her in front of her salon building. It was only right that I got a picture in front of the building that she’s been working out of for the past 23 years.
This salon didn’t look anything like how it used to. When my dad purchased this building for her, the building was old. So much work has gone into this building over the years.
As I was snapping the pictures, the sound of a loud engine pulling into the plaza caught my attention.
Both my mom and I turned, so that we could see who it was.
It was Major’s Rolls Royce pulling in. Major had a few cars, and each of his cars had something unique about it that stood out.
This Rolls Royce that he was pushing right now was custom for his business.
It was wrapped with his business logo, and all of the company’s information.
I watched him as he pulled the car into an empty spot, and it didn’t take him long to get out.