“Uh, calm yo’ ass down. Ain’t nobody about to be fucking these bitches out here. I been turned in my player card for you.”
“I’m just making sure you don’t go and try to pick the shit back up.”
“I won’t. I don’t need it. Everything I want and need is right here,” he said in a low tone, just before our lips met again.
Chapter Twelve: Summer
“Are you nervous?” I looked to Romeo.
“Not at all.”
Tonight Rhys and Indiya were coming over for dinner, because Rhys said he wanted to feel Romeo out. I made sure to drop Bryleigh off with my mother, just in case Rhys went there. I knew we weren’t together, but he still had a temper, and still cared for me because I was his child’s mother. I just prayed that tonight went smoothly, because although Romeo wasn’t a thoroughbred thug like Rhys, he was no mouse.
“Good,” I smiled and kissed his lips.
I finished setting the table, so he and I began bringing the dishes out. I had fried chicken, rice, broccoli, rolls, macaroni and cheese, and syrniki for dessert; Rhys’ favorite. I chose to make something he loved because I wanted to be sure he was in a good mood. Whenever there was a plate of syrniki in front of him, he would always calm down or be cool.
I heard a knock at my door, so I took a deep breath before going to answer it. When I did, I saw Rhys standing there looking handsome as always, and a very pregnant Indiya in front of him. Seeing her carrying his baby did tug at my heart a little bit, not in a good way, but I definitely wasn’t as bothered as I would have been when they first got together. Romeo had changed things for me, and I think because I was finally with someone that I liked, Rhys moving on didn’t annoy as much. Hakim at the time, I think made shit worse for me.
“Come in. The food is ready, so everyone can just go sit down. I will bring some champagne.”
“Let me get it for you, baby, you can sit down,” Romeo interjected. “Romeo.” He stuck his hand out to Rhys. They were exactly the same height; both tall and fine.
“Rhys, nice to meet you.”
“Likewise.”
Rhys, Indiya, and I went to sit down while Romeo fetched two bottles of champagne, which were sitting on ice. He brought the flutes as well, and then popped the corks of the champagne before sitting them in the middle of the dinner table.
We prepared to say grace, so Indiya held Rhys’ left hand, I had his right, and Romeo had my right. When Romeo tried to grab Indiya’s left hand, Rhys shook his head ‘no’. Romeo just chuckled and threw his free hand up. We finished praying, and then everyone began to pass the dishes around to pile up their plates. We all filled our flutes with champagne, but I had Romeo get up and bring Indiya some juice.
“What do you do, Romeo?” Rhys quizzed.
“I’m a restaurateur. I own Melon on Salem. What is it that you do?”
“I do a lot of different things. We’d be here all day if I decided to list them. Plus it’s nothing too special,” Rhys replied.
“Fair enough.”
“But a restaurateur, that’s dope. I checked you out. I hope you don’t mind. You don’t have any criminal history, which is cool. I was mainly looking for any pedophile shit, but nothing was there. You’ve always been straight laced?”
“Pretty much, but just because I don’t do illegal things doesn’t mean I’m easily frightened.”
“Good to hear. I don’t want some punk hanging out with Summer and my child anyway. They need to be around someone that would be willing to protect them.”
“That’s me. What did you think of her ex?”
“Okay, do we really need to talk about that, Romeo?” I looked to him.
“We don’t need to bring up exes guys, we just need to talk about the future,” Indiya backed me up, making me smile.
“I will just say that I didn’t care for him. He seemed weak, and he was very strange. I was happy when that relationship ended,” Rhys responded anyway.
“I could sense shorty wasn’t happy,” Romeo nodded. “But I have every intention on doing what I can to make sure she’s always good, financially and emotionally.” Hearing Romeo say that made me blush, and I even saw Indiya smiling.
“Good answer, she deserves nothing but the best,” Rhys half smiled as he stuffed some food into his mouth.
The subject soon changed to other topics, things that were more interesting, and I was honestly surprised to see Romeo and Rhys getting along so well. They were a lot alike I was realizing, and maybe that’s what attracted me to Romeo. They both had that thug edge, but knew how to carry themselves when they needed to be professional. Rhys had his moments, but all in all I didn’t have to worry about him getting ignorant in an upscale restaurant. I mean as long as no one tried to get at me.
After having dessert and watching some TV, Indiya and Rhys finally left. But not before Rhys invited Romeo to the next Quinton function, a barbecue. I was actually excited to bring him so that he could see that other part of my life.
“Well what do you think of him?” I asked Romeo once the front door was closed.
“He’s cool, but I can tell he’s a bit crazy,” he chuckled before pulling me closely.
“He is, but he’s sweet.”
“I said he was cool!” Hr leaned down to kiss my lips, and my clit began throbbing immediately. “I can tell he cares about you and that’s good.”
I just nodded because my mind was elsewhere now. It’d been a long time since I had some, and tonight I was gonna come off my hiatus. Romeo could sense how I felt, because he picked me up, allowing my legs to wrap around his waist. Carrying me to the back, his hands roamed all over my body, groping and touching different places here and there. I loved the way his hands felt, and I could only imagine how bomb it would feel on my bare skin.
Placing me to my feet, he reached behind me to unzip my dress. It fell to my ankles, just as he neared me and began kissing all over my collarbone, removing my bra. As I assumed, his hands felt like heaven on my smooth skin. Once my bra was off, he took one of my nipples into his mouth, sucking it hungrily as he tore through my panties like the hulk. Any other time I would have been upset, but it just turned me on even more.
“Lie down,” he told me.
I laid down on my back, and watched as he removed all of his clothing. His chest was perfectly chiseled under his buttery light complexion. I waited, on the edge of my seat as he removed his boxers. His rod sprang up, staring me in the face and looking so beautiful. He let his eyes dance all over my body as he got down on his knees, yanking me to the edge of the bed by my ass.
“Shit,” I moaned once his soft lips and tongue came in contact with my clit. “Rome,” I whimpered, massaging his fresh fade.
He was eating my pussy like it was his last meal. I slowly wound my hips into his face, pushing my pussy into his mouth. He kept up his pace, attacking my center by flicking his tongue feverishly over my clit. It throbbed, and my pelvis tightened, sending a feeling through my body that was so good I couldn’t help but to scream out. I tried gripping for shit that wasn’t even there, because that’s just how great of a job he was doing. I got wetter and wetter as he feasted, pulling my damn soul out of my body.
“Please Rome!” I hollered, feeling him lap up my juices from the fifth orgasm. Shit!
Smiling, he stood up and tried to lay me back down. I resisted, taking his long thick dick into my hand. I slowly slobbered on the tip, making love to it with my mouth before easing down. I let it hit the back of my throat, and stopped there for a little bit. That move used to drive Rhys crazy, and clearly Romeo loved it too, because he was groaning. Pulling back, I continued to move my mouth up and down, letting my saliva take the lead. I felt his dick harden just before he grabbed my dreads, pulling me off.
“You fucking beast,” he grunted, sinking his teeth into his bottom lip sexily. I just chuckled, and got on all fours. Putting my ass in the air, I looked back at him with a smile. “You are so damn sexy, shorty,” he spoke in a low sexy t
one, with his eyes squinted as if he’d just smoked a bag of kush.
After placing a condom on, he got behind me, gripped my right hip, and entered me slowly, causing us both to cry out. He started slow, winding his hips in and out of me, clutching my ass in his hands a few times. I loved the way his big hand gripped my little ass. It was like they were made to go hand in hand.
“Mmm,” he mumbled as he slammed into me, and pulled out as slowly as possible, causing my body to shiver.
“Rome, shit.”
Only certain niggas could fuck slow, and still be good at sex. I didn’t know that until I had sex with Hakim. It was only good when he fucked me like a streetwalker. When he tried to make love to me, I would dry up right quick. Rhys and Romeo had no problems getting me to cum with slow motion moves.
“I’m gonna cum, Rome.”
“Cum, baby, cum for me,” he instructed, groping my ass.
I looked back at him, and was so turned on by his good looks, and the way his tattoos complemented his muscular frame. I loved that he could give me that thug passion, and then go make his money legally the next day. Just thinking about it made me explode.
“Shit, you just came so hard, ma.”
After letting me recoup from that mind-blowing orgasm, he began pounding into me until I spilled my juices again, and he filled the condom up. Once we both caught our breath, he pulled out, removed the condom, and then picked me up so we could go to the shower.
I was finally happy for both Rhys and I… apart.
TQ
A few weeks later…
“Well what do you think?” I asked Kimberlyn as we walked around the huge condo in Downtown.
“This is beautiful. Whose is it?” she adjusted Baby Tarenz on her hip.
“It’s ours. I know we don’t need three bedrooms, but I decided to go with this one just in case,” I smiled, and took the baby from her. “Your name is on it too, baby. So it’s ours. That’s if you like it. If you wanna pick something else I don’t mind.”
“No it’s beautiful I said. I do want to have someone come in though so I can change some things. I want it to have my style in here, mixed with yours.”
“That’s fine. The office in here is yours as well. I know you like to have your shit everywhere when you design people’s websites and shit, so I thought it’d be perfect.”
“Thank you,” she giggled. “Do you like it baby?” she walked up to our son and tickled his fat belly, making him kick and giggle.
“I was thinking we could have the movers start ASAP so we can be in here by this weekend.”
“I’d like that. And it’s a good thing you got that extra room.”
“Why is that?” I pulled her closer with my free arm.
“Becaauuuuse,” she cheesed. “We’re gonna have a new baby.” I could tell she was slightly apprehensive about telling me.
I touched the side of her face, and let my fingers snake through her long hair, before pushing her face closer to mine. I kissed her, holding it there for a bit, before parting her lips and letting my tongue dance with hers.
“I guess this means you’re happy about it.”
“Of course. Anything that has something to do with us makes me happy. You know that. That’s why I gave you this.” I lifted her hand and kissed her wedding ring.
She hugged my torso as I draped my arm over her shoulder. Baby Tarenz looked down at her, making her grin widely as hell. I loved her smile; that was one of the main things that attracted me to her. And still to this day when she showed it, I would get lost in it.
“You’re gonna be a big brother.” She tickled his stomach again, making him screech.
I gripped a handful of her hair, tilting her head back, and just looked down into her eyes again before kissing her hungrily, but gently.
Damn was life different… better, but different.
Epilogue
KIMBERLYN QUINTON
One year later…
I checked myself out in the full-length mirror in my hotel room, just admiring my body. I was in very good shape, and my babies gave me more of a womanly feel. My bathing suit was a burnt orange color, which went nicely with my blemish free golden skin. Letting a smile cover my face, I took my long dark locks down and tousled them a bit since I was about to have fun on the beach after lunch downstairs.
Britain and Goldie had just gotten married, and all of us couples were in Punta Cana celebrating. They thought it would be cool for everyone to accompany them on their honeymoon, even my grandmother who was Goldie’s biggest fan now. It didn’t just happen, she grew to love her over time. I guess before she didn’t know Goldie like Matikah and I did, which blocked her from feeling the same way we felt. But Goldie did change and grow a lot too. Anyhow, I was happy that we could all love one another.
After sliding my feet into my sandals, I placed Baby Tarenz and my other son, Terrion in the double stroller. I wasn’t about to be carrying either one of them this whole time. When they were new it was easier, but nowadays I could barely walk up the stairs with them.
“Don’t put them in there.” TQ came out of the bathroom.
“Are you gonna carry them?” I placed my hand on my hip.
“No, but Tarenz can run around and I can carry Terrion,” he offered, already removing both of them from their stroller.
“Fine,” I sighed just as I heard a knock on the door of our suite. We were staying in this beautiful hotel named Sanctuary Cap Cana, and I swear it had me wanting to move here forever.
“You guys ready?” Matikah asked, adjusting her daughter Lindsay on her hip. Lindsay was the cutest thing in the world, looking just like a blue-eyed Matikah.
Matikah had her own spa now, and she was making a lot of money. Anyone who needed to get waxed, pampered, or anything like that went to Tikah’s Pamper Parlor. It felt good to see her owning her own spot, because as long as I’ve known her, which obviously has been all my life, she’s talked about owning her own beauty spa. Oh and Isabetta, that bitch was in jail for setting fire to her own shop, and would soon be getting sentenced for her sister’s murder.
As for Matikah and Lendsey, they were married of course. They wasted no time tying the knot after he proposed, and oddly he was the one who was most anxious. Matikah tried inviting her mom, but she sounded scared to come she told me. It didn’t hurt Matikah any though.
“Yeah, let’s go TQ.” I called after him.
I looked down to see Baby Tarenz walking, but since he was so little he was too slow. I picked him up and kissed his face, before placing him on my hip. I knew I would end up having to carry one of them. But when we got out into the hallway, TQ and I switched since Terrion was much lighter.
We made it to the downstairs area of the hotel, meeting everyone so we could have lunch. Summer and Romeo were even here, and it was crazy to see us all get along. She was currently pregnant, just like Saya was by Pharaoh, but they both wore it very well. Summer and Romeo were so dope to me, because they stayed traveling together, exploring new places. TQ and I tried traveling a lot as well, but with two little babies it was harder.
“We need more bread for the table,” Summer sighed, rubbing her belly.
“I didn’t want to say anything but...” Saya agreed, bucking her eyes.
Saya and Pharaoh were like the new age Bonnie and Clyde. Mrs. Quinton said they reminded her of herself and TQ’s father when they loved each other. She said Pharaoh was a much better man though, and so far I agreed. As for Mrs. Quinton, she had no interest in dating. The only thing she wanted to do was work a little and be a grandma she said. I smiled at her holding Bryleigh and talking, as I thought about it.
“Ma watch her, she’s trying to drink your fuckin’ cocktail,” Rhys barked, making the table chortle loudly.
Rhys and Indiya had gotten married right after she had their son, Rhys Jr. He had the damn pastor come to her hospital room because he wanted it done right then. Rhys Jr. was the cutest little thing, looking just like his crazy father. Indiya
was still working with Saya and Mrs. Quinton with their little business, but it was more of a partnership between her and Saya now, since Mrs. Quinton stepped down a bit. And now that Indiya was legal due to giving birth and getting married, she was in the process of opening a lash bar. She was really good at it, which I didn’t find out until she did Matikah’s for her wedding, so it was good to see that she could do something she liked and that was legal.
“Sit, I’m hungry!” Goldie whined to me, holding her son as Britain kissed on her neck.
I told her she was pregnant again, but she swore she wasn’t. But with the way she and Britain stayed attached at the pelvis, I was sure I was right. This was the most surprising marriage to us all. Two people, who swore they only wanted sex from one another, ended up married with a kid. I guess that was how shit worked these days.
Goldie had gotten the job with the fashion magazine, making a pretty nice income. She was able to buy herself a Range Rover, so I would say she was doing pretty well for herself. My best friend had come a long way from being the little church girl chasing after whack ass Ethan. It made me happy just to think about.
I was still a little perplexed about Ethan and Chenaye sleeping together, especially because I thought she was a Saint all of these years. But both their shady asses met a terrible well deserved fate though.
“Give him here.” My grandma reached for Terrion. I happily passed his little chunky butt over to her so I could eat in peace.
We started passing around food, making conversation, jokes, and just enjoying one another’s company. Everyone seemed to be right where they belonged in life.
As for me, I had a pretty well known web design company, Beri Designs. I mean I wasn’t being mowed down in the streets when people saw me, but I made a lot of money. I stayed booked, and barely had time to do things like this, but I always made sure I found the time. I loved web design, but my family would always come first. I now understood when Matikah said it was nothing like getting paid for doing something you loved. There were times where I wanted to rip my hair out over a few HTML codes, but for the most part I loved my career. I loved my life in general. I had a gorgeous, attentive, wonderful husband, beautiful babies, loving friends, and a great job.
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