“You’re not the threat you think you are, Dame. You don’t scare me, and ya little goon squad don’t scare me either. I called to ask you to stand down from this fight with Law and to let Jela go. Neither situation will benefit you in the end.”
“So, you do have her?” He chuckled menacingly. “You made me miss my baby’s birthday because you want to play Captain Save-a-Ho! My own flesh and blood would rather betray me than stand with me. I knew you wasn’t shit while we were growing up. My pops was right about you… You always thought you were better than me… when really, you’re just a pussy-ass fuck nigga! You, Law, Neveah, and Jela better count y’all fuckin’ days! It’sabout to be a lot of slow singing and flower bringing. Bitch-ass nigga!”
The three beeps in my ear let me know that he had hung up. I placed my phone down and said a quick prayer for my brother and what I was going to have to do when we saw each other again.
It wasfunny that as soon as I opened my eyes, Jill Scott’s “The Way” was the first thing on my mind. As my eyes adjusted to the sunlight, they perused the room, noticing Truce wasn't there. Jill forgotten, I was now nervous, thinking I had done something wrong for him not to be lying next to me.
Jela, calm down. He’s probably somewhere around the house.
I was tweaking out, and I blamed last night. It was better than the first time we had sex. Although bold and abrasive, I was still a little timid when initiating our first time together. I was scared of what he’d think of me with the way I sucked him off, even going as far as sucking his gooch. I thought he’d push myhead away, but when he didn’t, I knew this man would let me do anything I wanted to him.
I was never one to be shy in the bedroom. My mother, believe it or not, schooled Jas and me on how to be forward when engaging in sexual acts. She told us it was okay to explore and be open. We learned there should be no limitations if we liked or loved them enough, unless he wanted his ass eaten or fingered. That's when we should abort the mission and cut our losses.
He’d want you and the next man too, she used to say.
That's how I knew about the sensitive flesh between a man’s balls and anal region. I used to fuck Damien’s brains out until he switched up on me. After seeing his true colors, I barely wanted him to touch me, which only resulted in black eyes and busted lips. He thought I was cheating on him, which was stupid as hell, because the nigga never let me out of his sight.
Last night, I let down all my inhibitions with Truce. Partially because I was drunk, but I also wanted him to have all of me. I truly missed him those three days he was back in Muskegon. Now, I was wondering if I had gone too far last night as I looked over at the space beside me.
Sliding out of the bed, I grabbed his T-shirt from the chair by the window and went to relieve my bladder. I brushed my teeth and finger-combed my hair since all of my hair products were downstairs in the guest room. I left the room to wake my baby when I heard Truce’s voice downstairs. I looked over the balcony and watched as Truce placed Scottlyn on her feet. One hand recording her on his phone and the other holding her little hand.
“Come to Uncle, Chunks. Come on… Let’s show Mama that you’re walking now.” I looked on as he let go of her hand and Scottie wobbled toward him, giggling away. “That's right, baby girl! Let’s get them steps in.”
She took ten unbalanced steps before she fell on her tush, laughing and crawling the rest of the way to him. My heart expanded as I rushed down the stairs.
“Scottie Pie! You did it!” I shrieked, hurrying over to them and taking her from Truce. I kissed her face repeatedly, and she kissed me back. “My big girl. I love you so much!” My eyes watered looking at her pretty, golden face. She was truly my sunshine on a cloudy day.
“Good morning, beautiful,” Truce said, pulling my attention to him.
My cheeks warmed. “Good morning, handsome.”
He pulled me in by my waist and pecked my lips twice. I felt a tiny hand mush my face back, which caused me to laugh again.
“Uhhh!” Scottlyn squealed, reaching for Truce.
I stood with my mouth open in shock, not believing my own child had just turned on me. “Seriously, Scottie Pie? Wooow. I see how it is.”
Truce snickered, taking her from me. She lay her head on his shoulder, completely ignoring me. “Chunks, don’t do Mommy like that. I just wanted a kiss.”
He leaned forward to kiss me again, and she bopped him on his forehead. “Ahhhh!” she screamed.
We both fell into a fit of laughter just as the doorbell rang. Truce checked the camera on his phone before nodding toward the hallway. “Go throw on some clothes for me. There are some people I want you to meet.”
I nodded and went to the guest room where my luggage was. Tossing on some jeans and a hoodie, I made my way back down the hall. Watching as Truce opened the door to a group of men, I shifted my weight to be more alert of the strangers.
“Juan. Good to see you,” Truce greeted, shaking hands with the man leading the pack.
“Good to be seen.”
“Come on in.” They all filed into the foyer as I looked on, confused.
Four of the men were so tall, they blocked the doorway, and I chuckled at the fact that Truce could have easily blended in with them if he were suited up.
“Cute kid,” Juan complimented.
“Thanks. Can you say hi, Chunks?”
Her little hand came up as she waved. I noticed the little Cartier bracelet on her wrist, identical to the one I now had that Truce gifted me last night.
