"What did I tell you about putting your hands on me? Huh? I'm not Hov, I'll kill you even if you might be pregnant with my baby."
"I know, and that's why I fucking hate you. I hate that I even reconnected with you, but that was always your plan! You knew I was vulnerable. You played on that shit and have been doing it still for the past year."
He then let go of my neck and walked to the couch, where he took a seat.
"Vulnerable, or I walked in your apartment while you were playing with your pussy while your man was off playing with someone else's? Remember how it went down, I caught you, and you didn't stop. You had an orgasm right in front of me like I wasn't even there. I admit, it was the sexiest shit I'd ever seen. You started some shit, too. I can't get enough of watching bitches fuck themselves now."
I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms because trying to outwit the most smart mouth fucker I know wouldn't ever work.
"Crew, you never respected me and Hov's privacy. Who walks into someone's home without knocking on the door?"
Crew sat up in his seat and scoffed before shaking his head. Just looking at him, I couldn't ignore the fact that he was so damn cute and has been since I met him: that crooked smile, that caramel skin, those soft ass lips. Hov's outer appearance is damn near perfect, but that didn't mean Crew is to be slept on. Especially with that leg he has in between the two that he walks with. They were both trophies on my shelves and sometimes I wish I could have them both.
"Why are you just standing there staring at me for? You need to be telling me when you're getting rid of this baby."
"And what if I don't want to. What if I would much rather do something else right now?
Taking a few steps towards him on the couch, he sat back in his seat, keeping eye contact with me as I mounted him in his lap and placed my wrist on his shoulders.
"What the fuck are you doing, Cashmier? I didn't come for this shit."
I reached into his pants, trying to grab his dick, but he pushed me off the top of him. When Crew stood up, he adjusted his shirt back over the top of his boxers and walked to the door.
"It's over between me and you, Cashmier, and you know you are playing a dangerous game, having a baby that you know could be mine."
"Well, there is a fifty-fifty chance it is, and I'm taking it because, besides what I've done with you, I still love Hov to death. He's who I really want to be with and you Crew, are just someone who I fucked when I was bored."
He chuckled slightly before he shook his head.
"Remember that regardless of what Hov finds out about us, he and I will still be brothers. You on the other hand getting dropped like a mixtape."
Crew walked out of the door and then I ran up behind him to lock it.
Since my cover isn't blown with Hov, I'm still going to milk this pregnancy and kidnapping until he loves me the right way.
As a matter of fact, I think I'll actually clean up this place to show him that I can change for him, too. Prove to Crew and me that Hov loves me, and he just doesn't know how to love anyone properly yet.
It's up to me to teach him.
Chapter 9
Ciara
The next morning
My morning commute to work was way more chill this time around since I was riding next to Hov instead of some random wino on the bus. We decided to leave an hour and a half earlier than my usual time, and that gave us a smooth ride back to my side of town, even with slight traffic jams every now and again.
Last night was everything and more, and I found myself more comfortable in his penthouse than I'd ever been in my apartment. Hov's sheets were as soft as rose petals, and the pillows on his king-sized bed cradled my head like clouds. Last night I turned off my phone to shut out the world, and laid next to Hov, rubbing his chest until we both drifted off to sleep.
It was clear that both Hov and I are each other's comfort zone. Just being close to him felt like therapy, yet no words were needed. It was all about the connection between us, and we talked about things we liked and loved just to pass the time. Now this morning, I feel my mind is at peace, my body, and for the first time in a while, my life. Hov did a great job of shutting out all of the noise around me. That's why my divorce from Kairo is inevitable. I can't stop thinking about Hov even when he's just around the corner.
Hov pulled in front of the assessment center and put his car in park because I had a couple of minutes to spare.
"Alright, so what time should I be back here to get you?"
"Um, like 5:00."
"You said 5:00? Sometimes I can't hear you, mama, you're going to have to start speaking up and talking loud like these other Bronx bitches."
