I pulled into the closest store and cried my eyes out as the weight of what my mother was and wasn’t hit me. I didn’t know how to cut the love off I felt for her, even though she was so undeserving of it. Then there was Jay. I knew something was off. I expected there might be another woman, but a whole fucking family? That shit was a gut punch like no other. No wonder he didn’t want to have kids or get married. How could he come and lie with me, damn near every night, but still go home to a whole family? A part of me wanted to go to his house and wreck shit, but all I could do was feel bad for his wife and kids because just like he was fucking me over, he was doing the same thing to her.
I needed a friend. As I was about to call Chante, a FaceTime call from Marcos came through. I ignored it and called him.
“I’m driving.” I said when he picked up.
“I see you. I’m coming to you.”
“Is everything okay?” I asked nervously. I forgot we shared locations.
“Not when you sound like that. I’m coming to look in your face. Where you headed?”
“I don’t know. I just want to get out of here.” I said honestly.
“Say less. Meet me at the airport.”
I sat up straight. “What you mean? Don’t you have MJ this weekend?”
“Yeah, but Crystal pulled some bullshit saying he had to go out of town at the last minute. I’m gone let the court handle it. It’s just time to get everything documented.”
“Why would you let her do that?” I snapped and placed my hand over my face. He didn’t deserve my anger.
“I don’t see you moving.” He said firmly.
“Okay, I’ll be there.” I put my car into drive.
“Don’t hang up. You don’t have to talk. Just put the phone down and come to me.”
I did what he asked. As I moved through the streets, all I could think about was being anywhere but here. Maybe Marcos and I could run away together and never look back. Then I thought about Trina.
By the time I stepped in front of Bishop airport, day had turned into night. My man was standing by the door, looking good enough to eat. I was going to have to talk to him about wearing those gray sweatpants, though. He would not be walking around in his hoe uniform on my watch.
When I got close, he wrapped me up in the biggest hug, and the floodgates almost opened. He gripped the sides of my face with both hands and pulled me to his lips for a kiss. He didn’t ask me what was wrong or what bothered me. He just held on to me for as long as I needed. He thumbed the few tears away that escaped my lids and pulled me by the hand into the airport.
I came with nothing but my wallet. We went through security, and I didn’t say two words to him until I was in front of our gate.
“Why Sarasota?” I asked.
“I want to take you to Siesta Beach. It is one of the prettiest places I have ever seen. I come a few times a year to clear my head.” He looked forward as we stood by the gate. He got us first-class tickets so we wouldn’t have to wait.
“Is that where you were when you left?” I questioned.
“Nah. We were further inland. I found it taking a long drive.”
It excited me to think I could focus on anything other than the drama unfolding here.
“We board in about ten minutes. All the problems and bullshit, we leave that shit here. We can pick it up and deal with it when we get back. I trust that anything that needs my immediate attention, you would tell me.”
“Nothing like that. Just mainly family shit.” I whispered. He nodded.
“You know I got you for whatever, and you can tell me anything.” He looked into my eyes.
“I will. I like the idea of leaving all this here. I need to get away. I guess I didn’t know how bad.”
“All you gotta do is say the word. I can make it happen.”
“Hmm, so you're my genie. I wonder what else I can ask for and get?” I teased. He wrapped me up, putting my back to his chest. I felt his dick on the top of my ass, as his voice leaked in my ear. I was about to join the Mile High Club. No way I was going to make it through a flight without getting some of that.
“When I say whatever, that’s what I mean. You don’t know how long I've been waiting to spoil you, baby.”
