“Yes, this hoe…” Alauni took a deep breath and slid her hand down the front of her face to calm herself. “Okay, let me rephrase that because I’m trying not to let this situation get to me. This chick messaged me and asked me if I was still messing around with her man. Then she went on to tell me that she’s pregnant with Latrell’s child.”
My eyes widened.
Although I knew that Alauni wasn’t interested in being back with her ex, finding out that another woman might be carrying his child wasn’t an easy thing to hear.
Shaking my head, I said, “I’m sorry Alauni.”
“I'm just sick of the bullshit. With Latrell, there's always an issue. I've dealt with so much of his crap. And he has the nerve to wonder why I wouldn't agree to marry his ass. There was no way in hell I was going to put me and my child through that shit. We lived together for years before the army packed his ass up and moved him to Texas. The constant arguments and fights about whether or not I was cheating. Waiting up half the night when he decided to get drunk and drive around the damn city like an idiot. It was a tough decision, but I knew that I couldn’t marry a man like that. No matter how long we’d been together.
The hurt in her eyes was evident, and I really wanted to take her pain away. But I didn’t want to make a move too fast. So, instead of pulling her into my arms, I simply reached for her hand. “Alauni, you’re a good woman and you did what was best for you and your daughter. I can hear in your voice that you still question that decision, which is why you keep saying it out loud. But you don’t have to question it. Your instincts didn’t steer you wrong in this situation. I mean, they might be steering you wrong in other ways, but not when it comes to your ex.”
Like I had hoped, she cracked a smile at the last part of what I said. “You just couldn’t help yourself, could you?”
“What?”
“You had to throw a little something in about yourself, huh?”
I shrugged. “I mean, it wouldn't have been right if I hadn't.”
“No, I guess it wouldn’t have.” Scooting over, she leaned into me and rested her head against my chest. I was grateful that she was the one to initiate the closure between us. I wrapped my arms around her and allowed her body to sink deeper into mine.
Taking a moment, I glanced over my shoulder to look out of the window. The sun was gone, and the moon was making its way from beneath the clouds. I didn’t want to leave, but I knew what I’d agreed to.
“So…um…I’m willing to stay a little bit longer to talk if that’s okay with you,” I said. “Thirty minutes, tops. After that, I’ll be out of your hair as promised.”
Smiling, she lifted her head slowly and looked me in the eyes. “I want you to stay.”
“Oh okay. How much longer?”
“All night,” she sat up a little taller and straddled my legs.
I wasn’t sure how to respond. This definitely wasn’t what I expected. “All night?”
“Yes, but not for what you think,” she replied before planting a kiss on my lips.
“Okay, I’m confused. You’re saying that it’s not for the reason that I’m thinking, but you’re kissing me, and your pussy is hovering over my dick. Make it make sense, Alauni.”
She giggled and eased back onto the other side of me. “My bad, it’s a habit.”
“Oh, so climbing on top of me is a habit? Damn, I hope you can keep it under control around our students.”
“Ha, ha, you’re funny. I just had a moment. I’m in my feelings, horny as hell and fucking you is literally like second nature to me at this point.”
“I mean, we can always just go ahead and get that out of the way,” I teased. “You know I’m down.”
“No, we can’t. You and I both know that I’ll just be pissed off about it in the morning.”
I frowned. “Damn, it’s like that?”
“You know what I mean, Law. Sleeping with you was always a bad idea. Don’t get me wrong, it was good as hell, but bad all at the same time.”
My head fell back against the couch.
I swear, this woman knew how to drive me crazy.
Honestly, I should have ran as far as possible from her overly emotional ass. But I couldn’t. I was drawn to her and all of her emotions. Not to fix her, but to be there as she walked through her pain. To be there when she needed me, but never make her feel like I was trying to save her. Despite how the world made it seem, no woman really wanted to be saved. Feel protected? Yes. But never saved. Women had the kind of strength that was beyond measure and was present simply because of their genetic makeup. I valued Alauni in a way that she probably couldn’t understand. But one day she would.
“It’s cool, I get it. My dick doesn’t, but I do.”
