Page 27 of All The Smoke
She shrugged and laughed. “I don’t know, I’ve never really asked. I just know that wasabi helps with digestion and makes the fish safe for eating and ginger is a palette cleanser.”
My brows lifted. “Safe?”
She rolled her eyes. “It’s okay for me to eat sushi, Solomon. Try some.”
“Aight, give me the cooked one and add some of the green shit to it.” Using her chopsticks, she lifted a piece of the sushi and used a fork to put a pinch of the wasabi on it, causing me to frown. “Fuck I’m gon’ do with that lil bit?”
“It’s really spicy.”
“And?”
“And you’re only supposed to use a little at a time.”
“I never do what I’m supposed to do. Put some more.”
“Solomon…”
“More, love,” I encouraged.
Sighing heavily, she added more wasabi to the piece of sushi then lifted it to my lips.
I didn’t have the shit in my mouth for five seconds before snatching up napkins and spitting that shit out.
I grabbed my cup of water and downed it quickly, then followed suit with her glass. That shit was hot as fuck.
“What the fuck, Kaori?!” I barked lowly, grabbing the ginger shit, hoping it would help to cool my mouth down.
“What?” she asked, laughing her ass off. “I told you that you only needed a little.”
“I didn’t need none of that hot ass bullshit. The fuck.”
“Here.” She continued laughing as she leaned over the table to clean my mouth. “Oh god, I should have recorded that.”
“Shit ain’t funny.” I frowned. “My shit hot as a mothafucka and I don’t want you giving that shit to my baby.”
“I don’t eat it. It’s too hot.” She was still laughing like a mothafucka as she cleaned the tears streaming down her face with a napkin. I ain’t see shit funny though. Ain’t no way in hell that hot ass shit was meant for human consumption. “Whew, I needed that laugh.”
“I’m glad you got the shit at my expense,” I snapped playfully.
“Okay, okay, I’m done.” She held her hands out and exhaled. “Whew.”
“Last time I try some new shit with you.”
The rest of dinner was spent with us eating and getting to know each other.
She went on and on about trying to wear all of the new shit she had bought recently because she feared she wouldn’t ever be able to wear the shit, even after the baby.
Though I felt like it was cap, I made a mental note to start to put back so I could take her shopping for maternity clothes and shit.
After leaving the restaurant, she asked to go bowling, so we did that.
I didn’t want to go at first because I thought it would be too dangerous and strenuous, but she called the nurse’s line for her doctor’s office and they confirmed it was safe for her.
She might have thought I was being overbearing and shit, but I just really wanted to make sure she had a safe and happy pregnancy.
“Thank you for tonight,” she said as we approached her door. “I really enjoyed myself.”
“No thanks needed,” I replied. “When you gon’ let me take you out again?”
She smiled as she looked up at me. “Oh, you want a second date?”
“And a third and a fourth and so on and so forth,” I admitted.
“Smoke, we don’t have to be together because I’m pregnant,” she responded, dropping her head. “I know this isn’t ideal or how either of us planned to have a baby, but?—”
I cut her off and gently pressed her against the door panel, using my index finger to lift her head. “It is what it is. And I know we don’t have to be together because of that and that ain’t why I want you. It’s just an added bonus.”
“Solomon…”
“Just give us a chance,” I cut in again.
I hadn’t ever begged a chick to fuck with me before, but I wanted her little ass. I wanted her before the baby, hell before I got the pussy.
“I just got out of a relationship,” she responded. “It wasn’t the best…”
“Let me show you the best then, baby. Let me show you how you deserve to be treated.” My hand traveled to her flat stomach. “I want to be the man both of you deserve.”
She studied my face before the corners of her mouth turned up into a smile.
“You know you want to be the man I deserve from the few interactions that we’ve had?”
“Knew since I saw you at Solo’s appointment, but when I ate that fire ass pussy I was for sure.”
“Shut up.” She giggled and shoved me a little. “I guess we can see where this goes. My parents would be happy to know I was willing to give it a try.”
“What about what makes you happy, Kaori?” I quizzed. “Would trying make you happy? Because as much as I respect your people and their opinions, I don’t give a fuck what makes them happy. I care about you being straight.”
“It would make me happy too.” She simpered.
“Good.” I smiled and pecked her lips before stepping back. “Aight, as bad as I want to kick it with you longer, I’m gon’ let you go.”
Pushing away from the doorframe, she ran both of her hands across my chest and gazed into my eyes, chewing on her bottom lip. “What if I don’t want you to leave?”
Wrapping my hands around both of her wrists, I pulled them to my lips and kissed her knuckles on each hand. “Naw, mama, I don’t want you thinking a nigga just trying to fuck and shit.”
“I know that’s not what you want.”
“Naw, I do.” I smiled. ‘It’s just not all I want.”
“Boy, come on.” She laughed, pulling me inside her place.