“No,” she shouted. “Why can’t you just leave me alone? There’s nothing else for us to talk about, okay?”
“No, it’s not okay. Let’s just go back to the house and talk. If you want me to leave after that, I promise you I will leave.”
She hesitated, but finally got back in.
I drove to Jackson’s place in silence, and when we got there, she rushed inside. I popped the trunk and pulled out two black suitcases, then followed her into the bedroom. I tossed the suitcases on the bed and opened one.
“Get your shit and let’s go. Where’s Mackenzie?” I asked. Scorpio didn’t say a word. She headed toward the door, but I pushed her back on the bed. “Don’t fuck around with me, woman! Where’s Mackenzie?”
She sat up on her elbows. “She’s next door playing with the neighbor’s daughter, and we’re not going anywhere with you, Jaylin.”
“Like hell. This damn game you’re playing is over! It ends today, baby, and I mean that shit!”
I went to the closet and started removing her clothes. As I slammed them into the suitcase, she took them back out. We went back and forth for a few minutes, until I got seriously tired of her resisting. I grabbed her wrist and twisted it back.
“Leave the damn clothes in the suitcase!” I yelled.
“No,” she yelled back, then balled up her fist and punched me on the face.
I bit down on my bottom lip and grabbed her hair. My leg went behind hers and I tripped her. She fell hard to the floor and started with the tears. I didn’t give a fuck because my head was banging from her punch.
I grabbed her collar and pulled her up on the bed. I wanted to fuck her up for punching me, but instead I shoved her backward and continued to fill the suitcase. I opened the dresser drawers and cleared them out, too. She scooted back on the bed, covering her face with her hands. I ignored her cursing at me, and filled the other suitcase with some of Mackenzie’s belongings and shoes. Once everything was inside, I locked both suitcases and put one of them on the floor. I held the other one in my hand, then reached out my other hand for Scorpio to take it.
“Come on, let’s go,” I said. She wouldn’t take my hand, so I dropped the suitcase on the floor. I plopped down next to her, moved her hair away from her face and put my hand on her cheek to wipe her tears. “What do you want from me, baby? I’ve begged you to come back with me. I’ve come here three times and you still tripping. Tell me, what more can a brotha do?”
She touched my hand and looked me in the eyes. “Change. All I want you to do is change the way you are. Not only for me, but for yourself. You can’t be happy with the way you are. With how you treat people and how you talk to them. There’s no way you’re happy with yourself. There are so many good things about you, but what’s really important is how you treat me.”
“What do you mean by how I treat you? I’ve done more for you than anybody. I’ve bent over backward for you, just to make you happy. But if my changing is going to get you out of this . . . this hellhole today, then I’ll change.” I stood up. “So, come on. Let’s go.” She still didn’t move.
“You know you don’t mean it. You’re just saying that to get me to come back with you. I guarantee you the same ol’ stuff is going to happen over and over again—”
“No, it won’t.” I took her by the hand and pulled her off the bed. I wrapped my arms around her and pecked her lips. “I promise you this bullshit between us ends today.” She dropped her head and I lifted her chin. “I’ll change. It doesn’t matter if it’s for you, or for me. I’ll do it because I love you and I don’t want to live another day without you. I lost one good woman, baby, and I’m not about to do it again. I’m sorry it had to take this for me to realize you’re the woman I want to be with, but believe me when I say that I’ve had an emptiness in my life since you’ve been gone.”
She touched the side of my face. “Please don’t say this to me if you don’t mean it. I can’t—”
I put emphasis on my words by giving her a lengthy kiss. Our lips smacked hard as we floated our tongues in each other’s mouths. We stood for a moment in a tight embrace, not wanting to let go.
“Let’s go get Mackenzie and tell her Daddy’s taking her home,” I said.
“No, not yet. I just need to hold you for a little while longer. I’ve missed you so much and I can’t go another second without making love to you first.”
She started to unzip my pants, but there was no way I could get down with her before taking a shower. Daisha and I had just done our thang several hours ago, and it didn’t even dawn on me to hit up a shower before I left. As for taking a shower here, that was out of the question.
I moved back and grabbed her hand. “Baby, wait. I got something special waiting for you at home. Let’s wait until then, okay?”
“This won’t take long, Jaylin. I’ve been without you for months, and this will be a quick one, I promise you.”
My dick hung from my pants, but I sat Scorpio on the bed. I lifted her waitress uniform, and kneeled on the floor in front of her. She leaned back and I rested her thighs on my shoulders. I removed her wet silk blue panties and gazed at what I had so long hoped for. I used my fingers to separate her slit and lightly rubbed her neatly-shaven soft hairs. My dick remained at full attention, but I dipped my tongue deep inside of her. I licked against her walls, and plucked my tight lips over her hard clitoris. She held my head as tight as she could so I wouldn’t venture elsewhere.
“Jaylin, I miss this sooo much, I swear I do.” She moaned and combed her fingers through the curls in my hair. “If you ever, ever make me do without you again, I swear I—” Her body jerked and I slid out my tongue.
“You’ll what?” I smiled and looked up at her.
“Damn you!” she yelled and squeezed her legs tightly together. “Don’t fuck with me, please, not right now!”
I parted her legs again and sucked in all of her juices. She was dying to have sex, but I couldn’t play her like that and give her Daisha’s leftovers. Again, I promised to make it up to her later.
I didn’t know who was the most excited, Mackenzie or me. She ran into my arms and held me so tight that I could hardly breathe. We sat in the living room and talked, while Scorpio ran around the house packing everything she needed. I told her she’d have to probably come back for some things because there was no way everything would fit into the car.
Mackenzie was jumping up and down on the sofa next to me. “Mackenzie, stop that before you fall,” I said, holding her so she wouldn’t.
“I’m sorry. But Daddy, is Nanna at home?”
“No, but she’ll be there later. Why?”
“Because I’m hungry. Mommy made a yucky dinner for Christmas and I didn’t want to eat it. She got mad at me and cried when I said it was nasty. Then she spanked me really hard for not eating it.”
“Well, Mackenzie, you probably hurt her feelings. You have to be careful what you say to people because words can be hurtful. As for the spanking, I’m sure she didn’t mean it.”
“Yes, she did. But what kind of words, Daddy? Do you mean words like bitch and slut—words like that?”
“Where do you get all this stuff from, Mackenzie? And yes, I do mean words like that, but you shouldn’t be saying them. If you’ve heard me say them, I was wrong and I don’t ever want you to say them to anyone, okay?”
She nodded, laid her head on me and wrapped her arms around my neck. After a few minutes she stood on the sofa again and whispered in my ear.
“Daddy, I got a secret.”
“Oh yeah, what kind of secret?”
“It’s about Mommy.”
“Really? And what might that be?”
“She kissed another man the other day.”
My brows went up. “Say she did. Who was it?”
“The extermer—I mean, the bug spray man.”
“Really?” I looked to see if Scorpio was listening to us. “How many times did she kiss him?”
Mackenzie tilted her he
ad like she was in deep thought, then smiled. She held up three fingers, then five. “Uh, I think about five times.”
“Did he ever spend the night?” I asked. Mackenzie shrugged. “Did you ever see him in bed with her?” Mackenzie nodded, then moved her head from side to side. “Did you ever see them—”
“No, no, no,” Scorpio said, standing in the doorway to the living room. “You know you need to stop asking her all those questions. If you want to know, ask me and not her.” Scorpio looked at Mackenzie. “Besides, she shouldn’t be running her mouth anyway.”
Mackenzie looked at Scorpio. “Sorry, Mommy, but Daddy told me to tell him if you were cheating.”
I took a deep breath. “Come on, are you ready?” I said. “This child is too damn smart for her age. I told her to keep an eye on you, that’s it. Where all this cheating stuff comes from, I have no idea.”
“I agree. And yes, I’m ready.”
Scorpio grabbed a few more bags, and I took everything else out to the car. As she locked the door to the house, I gave Mackenzie a high-five and thanked her for telling me the truth. Even if Scorpio was in Denver getting down with the exterminator, I couldn’t be mad because I for damn sure was in St. Louis doing my thang.
While I drove, Scorpio reached over and rubbed the back of my head.
“I miss these ol’ nappy curls. Straight-up missed running my fingers through them.”
“If they were nappy, you wouldn’t be able to run your fingers through them. My curls are naturally beautiful and soft curly-curls. If anything, you must be thinking about the exterminator, right?”
She laughed. “I knew you were going to go there. You just couldn’t leave it alone, could you?”
“You’re damn right I couldn’t, especially when you pretended to be so alone, and so lonely. Those nights I called and you had the phone off the hook, you were getting your fuck on, weren’t you?”
“Ooo, Jaylin. Now, you know better. I’m nothing like you. He was just someone to help pass my time away. The only thing we ever did was kiss a few times and that’s it.”
“That’s it?”
“Yeah, that’s it. As fast as my orgasm came today, you have the nerve to ask.”
I looked back at Mackenzie, playing with one of her dolls. “You’d better watch what you say. Youknow-who back there will be at school telling the teacher how quickly you had an orgasm.”
We laughed.
“Since we’re on the subject, who was that who took the phone from you?” she asked.
“Daisha.”
“Daisha Voo.”
“No, Daisha McMillan. She’s a really nice woman I met while you were away playing games.”
“So where’s Daisha at now? I know you don’t still plan on seeing her.”
“Nope.”
“Why not? All your other women seem to always keep hanging around.”
“Well, she’s different. Besides, she’s upset with me for calling her by your name.”
“That’s understandable. It’s a good thing you’re still alive.” Scorpio moved her hand from behind my head. “It wasn’t during sex, was it?”
“Naw, it was during one of our conversations.” I lied because I didn’t want to hurt her feelings.
“Whew . . . I was getting ready to say. If it was during sex, and you didn’t die, she’s definitely a better sista than me.”
I looked over at Scorpio and smiled.
I was worn out from driving and glad to be home. We got everything out of the car and went inside to chill. Mackenzie was asleep, so Scorpio carried her up to her room and laid her down. Then she came into my room, fell back on my bed, and stretched out her arms. I took off my clothes in the closet.
“Home at last,” she shouted. “Thank God I’m finally home at last!”
“What do you mean by home?” I asked. “The key to your condo is on the nightstand.” I walked over and held out the key to her.
“You can throw that key away, or give it to someone else. Since you forced me out of Denver, I’m staying right here with you.”
I tossed it back on the nightstand. “You’re lucky I’m renting the place. If I wasn’t, you’d be up in there right now.”
“Is somebody already living there? And what about my car? Where’s that at?”
“Shit, I sold that car to one of my neighbors. If you look out of the window, you’ll see it right in their driveway. Their daughter turned sixteen less than a month ago and they bought it for her.”
“Now, you know you ain’t right. You act like I was gone for years or something.”
“I didn’t know if you were coming back. I was just trying to get some of my money. Besides, I had something else to do with the money anyway.”
“In the meantime, what am I supposed to drive?”
“I don’t know. The junkyard might still have your get-out-and-push Cadillac you came over here in. I’m sure nobody else wanted it.”
“For your information that Cadillac got me from point A to point B. It sure as hell got me over here to fuck your brains out that night.”
“I agree, so let’s not talk about the Cadillac. If you need a car, you can drive mine. I’m kind of getting tired of the ’Cedes anyway. It’s time for something new. Besides, I still have the Porsche.”
“I see how you are. Give me the old car, huh? You can let me drive the Porsche, can’t you?”
“Naw, that’s my baby. And are you out of your mind? What sista wouldn’t like to drive around in a black 500 SL Roadster Convertible Mercedes Benz?”
“Not too many. So, make sure I get a key tomorrow.”
I changed the sheets on my bed, and started my bath water. Scorpio was busy hanging her clothes in the closet, so I got in the tub and checked my messages. LJ’s “Da-Da” calls put a serious smile on my face, and Nokea said they’d call me as soon as they got in. Nanny B said she’d be back by Saturday, and Felicia called again. I didn’t know what the hell she wanted, and personally, didn’t care. There was no message from Daisha, not that I expected there to be, but I at least wanted to know if she’d accepted my apology.
I sunk my body deep in the tub filled with hot steamy water and bubbles. I realized what a lucky man I was and was happy that my woman was home. All I had to do was change some of my ways, and even though I knew it would be a challenge, all I could do was try.
My bubbles started to dissolve, so I turned down the lights and added more water and bubbles. Scorpio came in with a lit scented candle and laid it on top of the Jack and Jill sinks. She was already naked, and I watched her ease between my legs with her back facing me. I must have seen her naked body a million times before, but each time felt like the first. She pulled her hair to the side and laid the back of her head against my chest.
“Must your thang be poking me in the back like that?” she asked. “You can’t be that hard already.” She put her hands in the water and touched me. “Oops, sorry, I forgot how—”
“How big it is? And it is starting to rise, right now. You can’t expect to put all that in my face and for it not to respond.”
I rubbed up and down her arms, then held my hands in hers.
“I’m so glad to be back home with you,” she whispered. “I’ve dreamed of this moment for many nights.”
“Shh... listen,” I said, as Natalie Cole was singing “Inseparable” over the intercom. I reached up for the volume knob to turn it up. I kissed Scorpio on the back of her head, and we listened to the song together. When it was over, I lowered the volume and Scorpio turned her face to the side to kiss me. I avoided her.
“Quit playing with me,” she puckered. I turned my head again, but she grabbed it and forced her tongue inside my mouth. She backed up when she felt something inside and took it out. “What’s this in your mouth?”
Her eyes widened as she set them on an eight-carat princess cut platinum diamond ring with flowing diamond baguettes on each side.
“You never did answer my question.” I said, feeling her body tr
emble.
“Wha . . . what question?” she asked, still gazing at the ring.
“The necklace. When I mailed it to you, on the back were the initials SAR. You still haven’t responded.”
She looked at me. “I haven’t responded because you’ve never asked.”
“Well, I’m asking now. Would you, Scorpio Antoinette Valentino, have me Jaylin Jerome bad-ass Rogers, for better or worse, rich or for richer, in sickness and in health, and nothing will keep us apart?”
She grinned, as I could see tears rolling down her face. She wiped them. “Only if you get on your knees and ask. You know, I’m just not feeling the effect of your proposal with you still sitting in this tub.”
I laughed and kneeled beside the tub. I placed the ring on her finger and kissed it. “I love you, Pretty Lady, but I am not going to repeat myself again. So, are we going to do this or not?”
She grabbed me around my neck and pulled me back into the tub. Water splashed everywhere, as I wrapped her legs around me and looked her in the eyes. “Yes,” she said. “I would love more than anything in the world to be your wife.”
“Are you sure that’s what you want more than anything in the world? I thought you might want this... this thing I got between my legs laying into you right now.”
“The wife and the dick thing are a tie. But right now, if I have to choose, please give me what you got and give it to me good.”
I grinned. All she had to do was ask. We got our dripping wet bodies out of the tub, and I carried her into the bedroom. I laid her on the bed. Knowing exactly how I like it, she positioned herself and bent over. I moved her close to the edge of the bed and stood behind her. Before inserting myself, I held her pussy in my hand, just to get a good feel of it. Her insides moistened fast as I rotated my fingers deep within her. She lowered her head and started to moan. Instead of letting me do all of the work, she sat in front of me and swallowed my goods in her mouth. I closed my eyes, my legs weak from her tightening her jaws. Before I could even think about coming, she straddled me on the floor and slammed my thang inside her. I sat up to suck her breasts, while she took deep, fast strokes on top of me. She seemed to be having her way with me, so I laid back on the floor and enjoyed the ride.
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