Page 22 of Giving Him Something He Can Feel

Once I ridded him of his shirt I was able to see the big bandage on his shoulder that had a slight red tint in the middle of it. Again my lips formed the words to ask what happened, but he started to speak before I could ask.

“Bitch stabbed me at Tellys when I picked up the food.”

Now I was pissed, because what bitch had stabbed him and what the fuck was the reason. “What bitch, Cartier?”

“Taylor.”

“And why the fuck would she do that? Bitches stab the niggas they fucking.” By now my hands were on my hips and I was mugging the absolute fuck out of him.

“I ain’t fucking that broad, and you know that. I ain’t fucking nobody but your crazy ass. Bitch stabbed me from behind and you in here beefing with me.” He sat back against the couch sighing in pain.

His pain eased my anger, immediately making me feel stupid for even thinking he was still fucking her for a second. “I’m sorry baby, you want me to go beat her ass? ”

“No, ‘cause you carrying my junior, but when you drop his ass that’s fair game. Bitch stabbed me and started crying and shit.”

“That’s too long. I’ma pay one of those hoes who don’t like her to catch her stupid ass. Nah, I’ma hit her ass with my car.” I was already thinking of ways I could get her myself. Her stabbing him enraged me.

He laughed tired as hell. “Nah, you ain’t gonna hit nobody with your car, Let lil’ duck foot think she got away with that shit, when she least expects it I’ma pay a block bitch to make her wish she was dead.”

I looked at him and nodded my head, accepting his answer. “Do you want some pain meds?”

“No, I just want you to come lay with a nigga. I feel like being babied.”

I couldn’t hold back the laughter that spilled from my lips as I joined him on the sofa.

I tried not to crowd him or get too close but leave it to him to climb his dramatic ass between my legs.

Him being so close to me, gave me a reassurance out of this orbit.

Hell, it calmed nerves I didn’t even know I had and eased my worries.

We ended up sleeping on the couch, me not wanting to move or disrupt him and him just needing the rest. Even though every so often he was telling me lets go get into bed.

We never made it into bed. He definitely didn’t, because when he woke up the next morning he was in more pain than the following night.

I ended up babying him, up until the ibuprofen PM kicked in knocking him out for a few hours so I could focus on getting some work done.

Today ended up being a wash, but that was okay as long as he was fine, because I swear I don’t know what I’d do if something were to happen to him.

I was just getting used to him being my person, so the thought of losing him sent tremors through my body and fear into my brain.

Virtue

My eyes rested on the beautiful woman standing awkwardly in front of me with nothing to say.

She had a lot to her when she walked in my place looking for me, but right now with it just being the two of us she was uncomfortable.

I could understand her reasoning, but I didn’t get why she was here to see me.

Why was Don’s wife here to see me? And yes, that’s what she introduced herself as.

“Look I don—” she started, but stopped herself midsentence, because she decided against what she was about to say.

“I don’t mean to be rude, but I don’t understand why you’re here.” Me on the other hand, I couldn’t hold back.

She forced her head into her hands, before shaking her head and sounding panicked. “I don’t know why I’m here either. He told me that you won’t let him see his daughter after everything he’s done.”

“And what has he done? My daughter has received nothing from Don, nor does she even know the man. Then why would I allow him in the same space with her if he told me he’d never claim her?

Why would I put my child in that position?

Before we go there, I don’t want anything from him either. Adorie is fi?—”

“Wait, so he has never met her?”

“No. I don’t know what he has told you, but the day I saw him at the hospital was the first day in four years I’ve seen him.”

She looked confused by the words that came from my mouth, like for the last few years he had been lying to this woman.

“I feel like a complete fool, coming down here to confront you with nothing but lies over a man who has been cheating on me for the last ten years.”

“I’m so sorr—” She was standing to her feet a few seconds later. “You’re young and much stronger than I could have ever been.”

I was about to respond, but my office door busted open and Adorie came barreling in unaware of anything going on around her.

“Mommy! Untoo Fari coming!” she rushed my legs playfully screaming as I heard what I assumed was my brother’s footsteps coming down the hall.

Don’s wife glanced down at Adorie, and I could see the tears in her eyes. “I’m sorry I bothered you, please forgive me.” The rest was offered in a mumble as she tried to rush out of the room nearly running into my brother.

In that time Adorie had taken a seat on the floor, playing with her iPad after her little loud greeting to me.

“The fuck was that about?” He walked in immediately taking a seat on the sofa located in the corner my office.

“Don’s wife. Apparently he’s been lying to her about Adorie for the last four years.”

He nodded, “Want me to go see him?”

“Um no, Don isn’t worth it. Also you shouldn’t be going to see anyone, considering.” My eyes left his face and went to his chest covered by the Nike crewneck.

“I’m straight.”

“Mom dropped her off to you?” My eyes swept over to my daughter.

“Nah, I picked her up. Lil’ ma didn’t wanna hang with all those fucking old heads in the bingo room.” He shook his head.

I laughed. “Mama said she liked it.” My phone rang a few seconds later, prompting me to look down at it. When I saw the name that crossed the screen, I declined the call then looked back at Fari. Aylo still hadn’t caught the hint.

“That nigga still calling you?” he asked, face growing serious.

“Yea, bu?—”

“Stay away from that nigga, Vee.”

“You don’t have to tell me twice.” I held my hands up in surrender. “I don’t have anything to say to him, Fari.”

He nodded. “And you and Trek?”

“You about to tell me to stay away from him too?”

“Nah. I saw how he was about to rush after you in the club. You good, as long as that’s what you want and you know what you’re getting yourself into.” Now it was his turn to throw his hands up.

“And that means?”

“Trek ain’t no regular blue collar nigga. Hell none of us are, but err’thing ain’t sunshine and leafy meadows. Real shit happens and niggas make real decisions every day.”

I looked at him for a while in attempt to decrypt what he just said, but I couldn’t. Leave it to Fari to be on some riddle mess. “Yeah, whatever all of that means.”

He shrugged. “I can’t explain it to you. Gotta see things for yourself, baby girl.” Fari stuck around for a while and even ate dinner with Adorie but he had to cut out shortly after to go see whatever female that had been blowing up his line.

Adorie and I left shortly after headed home.

I planned to stop and get myself something to eat, but quickly decided against it because I didn’t really know what I wanted and didn’t want to be driving all around.

I decided I’d order out. Then my thoughts traveled to Cartrek, I hadn’t heard from him since earlier.

I knew he was busy, but still found myself wondering if I’d see him tonight.

As if he felt me thinking about him, his name flashed on the console of my car indicating that he was calling. I clicked the green circle, to answer. “Yes.”

“How far out are you? I’m about to pull up.”

“We just left the restaurant. We’re about to pull up.”

“I’ll meet you in the garage. I’m parked in the front row.” We hung up a few seconds later.

Then I pulled up next to his car, him leaned against the hood staring into his phone looking handsome as ever. I don’t know what had his attention, but suddenly I wanted to be that.

When I opened the car door, those serious eyes landed directly on me softening slightly as he pushed off the car. He was in my space seconds later, kissing my cheek.

“You ate today?” He then approached the back door to grab Adorie.

“No, but she did. She ate at the restaurant. I think I’ve Od’d on it. ”

He nodded. “Probably have.”

With one hand he picked her up out of her seat, and the other he grabbed her iPad. My baby was out like a light. Food always gave Adorie the itis.

“What about you?” I closed the door behind them now trailing him as we walked toward the lobby entrance of my building. When we entered, we went straight for the already open elevator that seemed to be awaiting our presence.

“Nah, I had a different type of taste on my tongue today.”

Confused, I looked up at him and he sent a wink in my direction, causing heat to rush my cheeks and a jolt to shoot down my spine. I knew just what that taste was.

I had just checked in on Adorie before coming back into my room. She was out for the rest of the night, but I still liked to check on her and tuck her in. I stopped in the washroom to turn the lights out before going toward my own room.

When I walked in, Cartrek was standing on the side of my bed, about to get in.

Ever since we made things official, we spent a substantial amount of time like this.

When he wasn’t working or I wasn’t at the restaurant.

It was nice and it just seemed to fit. Sometimes it seemed harder than others to get him to open up, but other than that, it was nice.

I had honestly forgotten what it felt like to have somebody, shoot anybody.

“This little ass bed,” he mumbled lifting the cover to climb in.

“You don’t have to sleep in it. You coul—” I had a smart ass remark ready but the expression he sent my way halted that.

“Yo mouth, Peach. The fuck I’ma do with that?”

“I don’t know, you tell me.” That came out way more suggestive than I intended.

“I could definitely think of a few things I could put in it, but you was just complaining in the shower. Go yo’ ass to sleep.” He fluffed the pillows a few times, attempting to get comfortable.

I giggled. “What if I’m not sleepy?”

I cut the lights out and walked toward the bed. When I got in, he immediately pulled my body closer to his.

“Then you close yo’ eyes and count sheep.”

“Rude ass.” I tried to escape his embrace, but he pulled me further into him, then held me in place. Then I felt his lips on my temple.

“How was yo’ day?”

“Long, but I’ve been working on something new for my restaurant. Not a new location, but a bar inside.”

His hand caressed my skin. “What made you come to that addition?”

“The original space was a bar. Well in the fifties, but it shut down. At first I wanted that, but the idea of dealing with a bunch of drunk people doesn’t appease me. A full blown bar attracts a different crowd.”

“And you fear that?”

“Somewhat. I just don’t want to lose my business to the riffraff.”

He laughed. “Yo, where the fuck did that come from?”

“It was the only way I could describe it.” I turned my body so that I was on my side looking directly in his face. “How was your day?” that was something I never really asked.

“Much longer than yours.”

“Why?”

“Everybody wanna call themselves the king of the streets, but don’t nobody wanna put in the work to maintain that shit.”

I nodded, with no real response in mind.

“I heard you got a visitor today.”

“My eyes narrowed. You heard, or you have somebody watching me?” When he didn’t move I closed my eyes resting them from the day.

“Lil’ bit of both, but only for yo’ protection. You wanna tell me about yo’ visit?”

“There’s really nothing to tell. She came there to check me about a man I have no dealings or ties to. Apparently he’s been lying to her though. Telling her that he’s taking care of my child and little things like that. And no, I don’t need you to go see about him, because it wouldn’t be worth it.”

He was quiet for too long, which made me open my eyes to see his face. The moonlight through the window reflected off his face, and there a smirk sat carved into his features.

“I’m serious, Cartrek.” I look up at his now hovering face.

“Ain’t nobody gonna go fuck with that nigga, as long as he keeps his fucking distance. He can lie all he wants, that’s his business.” His hand found its way under my shirt massaging my side.

“Thought you told me to go to sleep,” I teased knowing damn well what was next.

His body between my legs and face inches away from mine gave me my answer before his lips did. “I did, but you smell good as fuck.” Warm lips made contact with my neck, at the same time as his fingers made contact with my bare flesh under the covers. “Borderline fucking edible.”

KenScentuals That Girl for the win. Within seconds he snatched the cover off and sat up on his knees looking at me with eyes that told me he was ravenous.

With one hand on my knees, holding them apart he closed the gap up between us, using the other to massage my slick folds.

“Condom?” I asked.

He shook his head no, before greedily assuring me he’d pull out.