Page 32 of All The Smoke

“Ms. Gladis and Ms. Ice mad cool though for real, bro. Ice kind of scary but she still cool as fuck. I don’t know how that’s gon’ go for you though because you got their precious KK pregnant.”

“Bruh, why y’all never told me Ice and K-Dot had a kid?” I asked, pulling into the parking lot of my apartment.

Scoot shrugged as he rolled another blunt I wouldn’t be smoking with his ass. I was high as fuck already and had to be around Kaori’s people. I’d fuck around and be faded on her grandmother’s couch or some shit.

“Shit I really thought everyone knew, but then again ya people kept yo’ ass sheltered right up until they moved away and put KK in private school.”

“We coulda been married by now or some shit.”

Scoot looked my way and grinned. “Nigga, I never heard you even mention marriage before. Sis got you out ya body like that?”

“A little,” I admitted with a shrug. “I think I love her already.” I sighed. “I feel like a bitch.”

“Yeah you should,” he replied then laughed because I jabbed him. “Chill, man.”

“You weren’t supposed to agree, nigga.”

“I mean shit, what kind of hoe ass shit is love at first sight?” he teased. “We real street niggas and yo’ ass in love after what? It ain’t been years or no shit.”

“It don’t take years, idiot.” I shook my head as I killed the engine. “But damn, I thought it took longer than a couple months too.”

Kaori and I had been kicking shit heavily, getting to know each other better while preparing to bring our baby into the world.

We’d finally made it to her first appointment and the doctor let us know she could find out the gender of the baby at the ten week mark which was why her mother was in town.

They agreed to move our official meeting to today since she was now ten weeks along and her mother wanted to be there when she found out the baby’s gender.

Plus, her pops had some shit going on and didn’t have his privileges so we weren’t able to see him when we originally planned.

“Naw, but deadass, fam, KK is good people,” Scoot said, jarring me from my thoughts. “She make it easy as fuck to love her for real.” A wide goofy ass grin spread across his face when he noticed me cutting my eyes at him. “Chill out, man.”

“You chill, mothafucka,” I countered. “I already ain’t with all that bro shit.”

“Nigga.” He guffawed. “If I wanted to hit KK, you think I would have waited all these years?”

“Elijah get the fuck out,” I spat as I climbed out of my car.

“Man, you gotta learn to relax.” He continued laughing as he shut my car door and headed for his own.

“What you ’bout to do?”

He smirked. “Make my rounds.”

“Your dick gon’ fall off, man.” I shook my head.

“Chill.” He laughed. “I just like to have a lil fun from time to time.”

“Whatever, bruh.” I chuckled. “Just hit me when you make it to your destination.”

“Heard you and give KK peoples my love and let them know you the reason me and Bino ain’t come because I know they gon’ ask. I’m the favorite.”

I didn’t even bother responding to his ass. Scoot loved being the center of attention so he deadass thought he was every fucking body’s favorite.

When I made it inside my crib I was met by the vanilla scent coming from the candle Kaori had burning in my shit. She complained about the incense I burned, claiming they smelled like burning wood, so she went to Light My Flame and bought an ass of candles and plug-ins.

Tossing my keys and shit on the counter, I headed to my bedroom.

Kaori wasn’t in my room, but I heard the shower running.

The time was bouncing around on my TV so I knew we had exactly two and half hours ’til we had to go to her grandmother’s.

I hurried to shed my clothes then joined her in the bathroom.

“I tried to bathe before you got here,” she said without even turning around.

“Why?” I asked, circling her in my arms and kissing the side of her face. “You know a nigga loves to shower with you.”

“Right, and we’re always in here for hours.” She finally turned around and tossed her arms around my neck. “Where were you?”

“Went to get us them shoes.”

“You and Solo?”

“You and my other lil man too.” I smiled, looking down at her belly between us. Shit was still small because her little ass was small, but I could see my little person trying to make an appearance.

“Solomon, this might be a girl, and they aren’t going to be able to fit all of the shoes you’re buying.” She giggled. “We should just get like booties and stuff.”

“We can do that too, but he or she will eventually be able to wear them.”

She smiled. “They’re spoiled already. My mom isn’t going to make it until Tuesday. She harassed me and the doctor to see if we can get in first thing Monday morning instead.”

I chuckled and kissed her lips. “She’s just excited.”

“I know,” she groaned. “Have you called your parents back?”

Bishop had reached out to me several times about making another dumb ass appearance with him, but I wasn’t trying to go to them shits and I hadn’t felt like being bothered with them. I had enough on my plate dealing with Brianna’s stupid ass.

She had quickly become a thorn in my side since finding out about Kaori and our baby.

Bitch couldn’t make one call or text without bringing it up.

I would go and get my son, she would get to carrying on.

She called Solo constantly to make sure he wasn’t around Kaori.

Shit was irritating. She really was gon’ fuck around and make me choke her ass out.

She held out a cool week without letting me see him and took his tablet so I couldn’t call or text, but I pushed up and put some straightening on that shit.

I didn’t give a fuck about her having an attitude, but she wasn’t gon’ interfere with me and my son.

Bitch had even told him I was missing like that because I was having a new baby with KK.

I was fuming because he was young as fuck and believed that shit, especially after not hearing from me like he normally would have.

I wanted to beat his mama’s ass, but I decided against it because her ass wanted a reaction out of me.

She wanted me to talk to her and shit, so I fixed her.

I told Nini I would hit her up when I needed her to get Solo together and in exchange I would break her off with bread.

“Bae, did you?” Kaori asked again, jarring me from my thoughts.

“We need to move in together,” I replied, not really wanting to talk about my parents.

She giggled as she began to wash my body. “Where did that come from?”

I shrugged. “We always together.”

“Right, but we have the option of going to our own places when we don’t want to be bothered.”

Reaching beneath her, I lifted her body into my arms and pressed her into the wall of my shower. “You be getting tired of a nigga?”

“No,” she whimpered due me running the tip of my dick up and down her slit. “I-I just don’t want y-you to get tired of m-me.”

Lining up with her entrance, I slowly pushed inside of her. The both of us released moans as I stroked in and out of her at a slow pace so she could get used to me.

“You think I can get tired of this shit, baby?” I grumbled, kissing along her jawline then down her neck. “This fire ass pussy. You think I have the ability to ever not want this or you?”

“Baby,” she groaned, tossing her head back against the wall.

“I want this and I want you every day.”

“Shit,” she hissed.

Neither of us were in the position to really engage in conversation at that moment, so I just leaned in and took possession of her mouth while focusing on getting her at least two orgasms before I released myself. We would revisit that talk later.

“Okay, are you nervous?” Kaori asked as she rubbed her hands in a circular motion on her thighs. “Shit, I’m nervous.”

“Why?” I chuckled. “I done spoke to them both over the phone.”

“Yeah, but a quick hi and bye is different than a whole interrogation.”

“I don’t think it’s gon’ be that bad, babe.”

“You don’t know Isis Randall,” she groaned.

“Ay.” I reached for one of her cheeks, caressing it before kissing her lips. “You gotta stop all that worrying shit because you be worrying the shit out of my baby.”

Sucking in a deep breath, she closed her eyes briefly and slowly released before nodding and saying, “Okay, you’re right. What’s the worst that could happen?”

“I mean, they could hate me.” I shrugged, fucking with her. I knew she was already worked up so I couldn’t resist.

“Solomon!”

“Aight, I’m fucking with you. Come on.”

Climbing out of my ride, I rounded the car and helped her out.

I couldn’t stop myself from kissing her and nuzzling my face in her neck when she was all the way out of the car and in my arms. She smelled good as fuck and looked even better.

She tried to be cheesy and dress like me.

I had just bought her ass shoes that dropped today, but she made me take her ass all the way to her crib so she could change once she noticed my red and white Denim Tears set and Cherry Jordan 11s.

Her ass had the same fit, only her hers was the feminine version with her belly showing and small ass fucking shorts.

“Stop, babe.” She nudged me off. “They’re probably watching out of the window. Especially my granny.”

Delivering one last kiss to her neck, I stepped back, took one of her hands into mine, and led her to the front door where she used her key to let us inside.

We walked through the dining room and made our way to the kitchen where both her mother and grandmother were along with Morgan and another woman I assumed was her mom since they looked so much alike, and maybe Morgan’s dad because there was also some resemblance there.

“Ugh, about time,” Morgan said, getting up to hug Kaori then doing the same to me.

“Sorry, I lost track of time,” Kaori lied because she was well aware of the time, we were just occupied. “Hey Mama, hey Granny.”

“Hey, baby.” Her grandmother smiled. “And you must be Smoke. I’m Gladis.”