“I don’t want you going tomorrow.”
“You can’t tell me I can’t go somewhere, Jason. And I’ve already explained it’s not like that. Trey and I are just cool; like associates.”
“Aight, so what the fuck is the problem with you canceling the fucking date or whatever the fuck it is?”
“Because I can’t. He needs me right now, and you… you just don’t understand, Jason, and I can’t find the words to explain it.”
“Aight, cool. So I’m gon’ put it like this; if you go to this lunch, meeting, counseling session, or whatever the fuck title you wanna put on it, me and you are done with. So you going or nah?” I crossed my arms in front of me.
“You can’t control me like that.”
“Not about control, it’s about respecting the relationship we supposedly have. Now are you going or nah?”
“Jason—”
“You going or nah!”
“Yes! Yes, I am going!”
“Cool.”
“Jason—”
I left the bedroom and went downstairs, still shirtless, to go ahead and eat my food. For the rest of the night, I didn’t have shit to say to Virginia. I would have put her ass out my crib, but it was nighttime, and I wasn’t that type of nigga. But tomorrow, she’d definitely be getting the fuck out and going back to her own shit before I left town.
***
The next afternoon…
“Hey, so, I will be back in time for us to leave to New Jersey,” Virginia peeked into my closet as I took down what I was bringing with me.
“Nah, you good.”
There was silence for a minute before she asked, “Am I fired or something?”
“Nah, you ain’t fired. I told you our relationship ain’t got shit to do with business. I just don’t need an assistant since it’s such a short trip.” I reached for my Jordans on the top shelf.
“So we’re really broken up?”
“You going to lunch right now, ain’t you?”
“Yes, but—”
“Then it’s a wrap between us.”
I felt Virginia staring at me for a minute, and then she finally turned away to leave. I was pissed as fuck that she was refusing to respect my wishes and going to meet that nigga, but fuck it. I wasn’t about to be with a woman who thought she could just do whatever the fuck she wanted to do, regardless of how I felt about some shit. Same way she didn’t want them hoes in my face and I agreed to never let it happen again, I felt like her ass needed to do what I’d asked of her as well.
By the time a nigga was finished packing and sending off a few emails to my manager, it was time to go to the airport. My manager ordered a car for me, and made sure I had a driver for when I touched down. The only flight I could find was to New York, so I would be staying there overnight, then heading to Jersey in the morning for my show that evening.
I got to New York after about five hours and some change, and damn was I tired as hell. I had a room at the Crowne Plaza, so I had the driver take me right over so I could knock the hell out.
As I made my way in, I heard a group of girls giggling and shit, and when I glanced over, one of them in particular caught my eye. My stomach dropped a little bit and my mouth dried up at the sight of Haleigh. I was staring so damn long, that we eventually made eye contact, causing her smile to drop slowly. For a few moments, we said nothing and just looked one another over, until finally I started her way. Once I got near, she excused herself from her friends and came right to me.
“Jason.” She squealed as she threw her arms around my neck. I inhaled the scent of her perfume, as I dropped my bag and locked my arms around her body.
“Haleigh, how you been, baby?” I grinned, stepping back to take in her body. She looked even better than she did in high school, filling the fuck outta that dress she was wearing. Her chocolate skin and long dark hair was the same though; just as perfect as ever.
“I’ve been good, really good. What about you?”
“I’ve been damn near perfect. I ain’t know you lived in New York. I mean, I knew you went to school and shit out here, but I didn’t think you stayed.”
“Umm, well, yeah, I did for a while, but then I decided to go ahead and move to New Jersey. It’s much cheaper to live. I’m only here because my friend is getting married in two days.”
“Oh, aight, I see.” It was quiet for a few moments as we looked at one another. “So uh, you busy? Y’all about to do something, or can we have a drink? I’m only here in New York for one night. I got a show tomorrow in Jersey.”
“No, we were just going to bed since we have a lunch tomorrow. So we can definitely have a drink; some food too, because I’m starved.”
“Aight, let me just take my shit up to my room then.”
“Okay… I’ll just uh…” She pointed to her friends with her thumb and I nodded.
I started towards the elevator, and before the doors closed, Haleigh slipped on with me. We rode up in silence, and only talked a little bit in the hallway as I took my bag to the room.
“I’m so tired and these heels are killing me. Maybe we should just order drinks and food to the room. I can pay.” Haleigh sat on the bed and removed her shoes. Everything she did had my dick hard right now. I hadn’t seen her ass in forever, but it seemed like my feelings had picked up right where they’d left off.
“Don’t nobody need yo’ ass to pay, aight? I’m doing pretty well for myself.” I kicked my sneakers off and grabbed the menu in the room. “Speaking of doing well, what is it that you do since yo’ ass is willing to treat a nigga to some food and shit.”
Laughing, she replied, “I’m a lawyer, if you must know.”
“Oh shit, like a legit ass courtroom type of deal?”
“Yes, fool. I was one of the lucky ones who passed the bar exam first try. My father probably would have killed me if I hadn’t.”
The mention of her father irritated me a little bit, but I kept my cool.
“I bet,” was all I said.
“Yeah, so you said you had a show tomorrow, so I guess the whole music thing is working out for you. I’m happy for you, Jason.”
“Thanks, me too. Took a lot of hard work, failures, and shit, but I finally got there. Well, not quite where I want to be, but I’m hoping I will get there soon.”
“I get it.” She sighed. “You know, when I was away in New York going to school, I didn’t forget about you. Hell, I didn’t date anyone else until my junior year.”
I chuckled subtly at the thought.
“I don’t have nothing to say to that shit. Thank you?” I shrugged. Fuck, was I supposed to be happy to hear that? It didn’t mean shit now.
“I understand. I guess I’ve just always wanted to tell you that. I didn’t want you thinking I just forgot about you and started living this college life.”
“Yeah, well I know yo’ ass is hungry, so look at this damn menu.” I handed it to her, making her cheese widely.
I wasn’t really interested in talking about the past, because all it would do was make me angry again.
Draylah
My doctor’s appointment was earlier this morning, and I knew Ricky would be excited to hear that my doctor cleared me for sex. I was happy too, because not only did I miss having sex with my man, but every time he left out the door, I wondered if some bitch would be able to entice him. I knew she’d have to be one hell of a woman to convince Ricky to not only fuck her, but to fuck around on me, but hey, anything was possible.
Once I got back from the doctor, I fed my babies and put them in their bed swings while I filmed a YouTube video. My following had increased despite me not having uploaded but one video, so I wanted to be sure to keep them interested. Between being a mother, owning a business, online classes, and this channel, I was so busy all of the damn time. But I appreciated the support I was getting because it made me feel good about the brow kits and lashes that I was planning to release.
“Okay, please stay asleep while I go for a swim,” I w
hispered to Camellia as I laid her down into her crib. Frederick Jr. was already knocked out, and I knew I wouldn’t have to worry about him.
All of this just made me think about Lily even more. And since Antonia wanted to be a bitch, I was going to be one too. Ricky and I had hired a lawyer because I wanted to find out how I could get Lily back, and how quickly I could make it happen. This shit I had going on with Antonia wasn’t working for me, and frankly, she didn’t deserve the right to have Lily anymore. I tried to be nice before, but the bitch was acting out, so I was about to nip her relationship with Lily in the bud.
I just prayed that Lily didn’t take the news too hard. That was the only thing worrying me about this all. I knew she saw Antonia as her mother, and I couldn’t imagine at six years old someone telling me my mother was not only not my mom, but that I wasn’t gonna be living with her anymore. I’m pretty sure I would have pitched a damn fit. No matter what a DNA test said, to Lily, her mother was Antonia, and when you’re a child, you don’t see things the way everyone else does.
Once I had my baby monitors in hand and bathing suit on, I went out to the backyard. I set the monitors on the lawn chair, and then went for a swim. After about an hour of swimming, I made myself some lemonade, and then went back outside to lay out in the canopy style bed in the backyard.
While just relaxing on my stomach, sipping my drink and flipping through a magazine, I felt a body press against me from behind. The feeling of a solid hard dick against my ass let me know it was Ricky’s creep ass. Without a word, his hand pulled the string of my bikini top, loosening it and making it fall a little bit.
“Ricky!” I whined, catching my top and still covering myself. I looked over my shoulder at him, and saw he was shirtless already.
Before I could say another word, his lips pressed against mine, and we began to tongue kiss slowly but passionately. His hands moved mine away from my top, and then he grabbed it and tossed it to the side of the canopy bed while still kissing me.
“Sexy ass,” he commented, gripping my breasts in his large hands from behind, as he kissed the nape of my neck, my shoulders, and down my back some. “Take ya hair down,” he demanded, and I did so.
“We should—”
“Shut up,” he said before kissing me again. “You gon’ take this dick however I give it to you.”
I felt his knees push my legs apart, before he pushed my panties to the side from the back. I was on edge a little bit because it had been so long, and daddy definitely wasn’t packing lightly.
“I… love you,” I whispered since his lips were back on mine, and his tongue was back in my mouth. Our kisses were slow and nasty, as I felt the head of his dick at my opening. “Mmmm,” I whimpered softly, feeling him push the head of his dick inside of me.
As he gripped the front of my neck, I gripped the sheets, trying to focus on the kiss and not him forcing his way inside of me. He started to stroke me slowly, getting my pussy wetter so that he could insert the rest of himself. When he was finally all the way in, we both froze for a minute, kissing only lightly.
“Fuck, baby.” He panted before starting to pump in and out of me steadily, while toying with my nipples.
He pulled out slowly and pushed into me quickly. He only did that one more time before I was releasing on his dick. Pulling from our kiss, he pressed my face into the bed, and gripped my ass cheeks roughly to spread them, after pulling the string on my bikini bottoms so that they’d fall off. Holding my ass cheeks tightly in his big hands, he pounded me from behind, making me cry out like a little ass baby.
“Mmm, uhhh,” I sniveled, grasping the sheets of the outside bed in my hands as tightly as I could.
It seemed like he was repeatedly tapping my spot because I had cum three times already. He spanked me then gripped my ass roughly again, as he slowed down his strokes, kissing and sucking down my spine. I was beat already, but I knew he wasn’t even close to being done.
He pressed my whole upper body to the bed so that just my ass was poking up a little bit, and then he went in on me, fucking me so hard and deeply that I was on mute. A few moans slipped out here and there as my mouth stayed agape, just before I let my juices flow again.
“Look how hard you cumming on this dick,” Ricky growled before moaning himself, which turned me on.
He slowly pulled out of me and turned me onto my back, before sucking my nipples hungrily. He trailed his lips down until his face was between my legs, and he got right to eating my pussy. He was sucking my clit with the perfect amount of pressure, and every so often, dipping his tongue into my opening. I was sopping wet, and he seemed to just lap it all up as he continued to feast between my hips. He grasped my thighs to hold me in place, as he ate me into another orgasm.
Coming up for air, he kissed up my tired body, until he got to my lips and tongued me down. He slid back inside of me and pounded between my legs, while pinning my hands above my head as we kissed. A few strokes later, he was cumming all in me and biting down on my lip.
“Damn, you got some good ass pussy.” He finally pulled out of me, and stared down at his glistening dick. “I love when you have my shit looking like this.”
“You love me?” I quizzed, admiring how handsome he was as he panted a little bit. His chiseled, tatted abs rose and fell sexily as he did so.
“You know I fucking love you. I went over a month without getting my fucking dick wet for you. Trust me, a nigga loves you.”
“I had your babies; you better had waited for me, nigga.”
“I know; thank you.” He climbed between my legs and kissed me. “When you gon’ marry me?”
“This weekend,” I half joked as I locked my arms around his neck.
“I’m serious.”
“Ow!” I whimpered when he bit my shoulder. His evil ass chuckled of course. “I’ll make it happen as soon as possible.”
“Good.” He got up. “Let me get that shit in the jacuzzi right quick.”
“No, baby, it’s sore already.”
“How the fuck you know? I literally just busted in you seconds ago. How ya pussy already sore?”
Laughing heartily, I replied, “Because I can tell already.” I was sitting up with my knees bent and my legs open slightly. Ricky’s eyes were locked between my legs, and he moved towards me to kiss my lower lips a few times.
“This shit is so pretty. Let me get like two strokes in.” He pushed me onto my back and got between my legs.
“Ricky, no.” I chuckled.
But before I could protest further, he had my legs in the nooks of his arms, and was easing himself inside of me as we kissed.
***
This morning, I was meeting with my lawyer, and I could not wait to hear what he had to say. I just hoped it was nothing negative. I mean, he couldn’t say anything too bad, because Lily was my baby. There was no way Antonia could just keep her like that. Nope, I refused to believe that.
I pushed my stroller into the suite, and the receptionist gave me a subtle closed mouth smile as I approached the elevated counter she was working behind.
“Oh my gosh, twins!” she shouted in a whisper, thank God, because they were knocked out. “They are so adorable.”
“Thank you.” I signed my name. “About how long will it be?”
“Oh, shouldn’t be but a second. He’s finishing up with a Skype client now, and then he wants me to send you right in.”
“Perfect.”
I went to sit down, and literally all I did was adjust Frederick Jr.’s jacket, and my lawyer, Pascal, was waving me to the back. He was pretty good, and Ricky and I decided to get him to work for us both, after Ricky’s last lawyer, Dale, couldn’t even get him out of jail in a timely manner.
“Miss Omari, how are you?” Pascal held his office door open for me so that I could push my double stroller in.
“I’m fine, thank you.”
“Great. You can have a seat and we can get right down to business.” He closed his door and then rounded his desk to
sit behind it. “Okay, so Mr. Montana let me know that we wanted to get this done as quickly as possible, but with absolutely no mistakes. That’s the exact kind of lawyer I am. I like being efficient but fast. I don’t have time for the bull.”
“Same.” I chuckled, and he nodded with a smile.
“Great, great. Alright, so the woman that purchased Lily is Antonia Getty, correct?”
“Yes.”
“Alright, so what I’m going to do is have someone look into her, and I mean really look. Also, I’m gonna call attention to this website that she purchased Lily from. The site, as you and I both know, is illegal.”
“Shouldn’t that alone be enough for me to take Lily back?”
“Hmm.” He clasped his hands together and squinted like he was thinking. “If Lily was still a newborn, absolutely. But she is almost seven years old, and at this point, she has an attachment to Antonia Getty. In cases dealing with children, we have to prove that what we want is also best for the child. So when we present this to a judge, we want her to see Antonia and the environment she provides for Lily as unfit.”
I inhaled sharply as I looked into Pascal’s hazel eyes. I could tell he was about his business and could get the job done, but I didn’t know how I felt about it all. Don’t get me wrong, I wanted Lily, but painting Antonia as a bad mother and person seemed… wrong.
“I—”
“Listen, Miss Omari, I’m sure you would rather this be a smooth thing, and hey, if Antonia agreed to just give you Lily, then it would be. But look at it this way; when we take her to court, she and her lawyer are going to try to portray you as unfit as well. All I want you to do, is agree to help me do the same, but better.” He raised his brows.
“Okay.” I nodded.
“Alright, great.” Pascal grinned.
What he was saying made a lot of sense. I was sure once Antonia found out I was actively seeking custody of Lily, she would do whatever she needed to, to make me look bad. That worried me though, because I didn’t know what they’d dig up on me, and even worse, Ricky.
I left Pascal’s office feeling so-so, mainly worried about Antonia and her lawyer playing dirty. But I had to do what I had to do to get Lily back, and if that included getting dragged through the mud, then so be it.
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