Page 121 of Only for Me

"The fuck you grinning for."

"Because you're being unreasonable."

"She been cool today?" Avi was moving around the living room crashing into stuff.

"Yep, perfect as always. I'm never having another baby. I know they'll be the devil incarnate because Avi is such a good baby."

"We're having more," he mumbled, sounding half asleep.

"Yeah no and you need to eat something and get some rest. You sound terrible."

"Later, I'm good right here. I'm gonna take all your energy and recharge." He hugged me tighter and kissed my neck, making me smile. "How was your day?"

"Interesting."

"Word, what did you do?"

"Brunch with the NFL Barbies."

I turned my head and he pulled his back, smiling. "Why you coming for those women like that?"

I was damn sure being sarcastic about calling them fake ass women Barbies…

"I'm not but they damn sure came for me. Zina and Shiya were chill but Sabrina and Layla not so much."

He snorted. "Don't stress them hoes. They're not wives or girlfriends. Just jumpoffs."

"I can tell. They had a lot of opinions."

"The fuck they say to you." His voice was rough and laced with annoyance. I felt him shifting into protective mode.

"They gave me all their insight on how to keep you faithful with all theopportunitiesyou'll have during the season."

"Them hoes don't know a damn thing about me. I hope you didn't buy into that bullshit."

"No, I didn't, because I know they're miserable and trying to make everyone else be just as miserable. It wasn't a big deal though. Shiya and Zina shut them down."

He dropped his head back on the sofa and studied my face. "You good?"

"Yes, I'm fine. We have a deal about what we're doing so I'm going to trust that you keep your word."

"You don't have to worry about that. What else did they say?"

"That's pretty much it. They were very concerned with you being faithful and schooling me on how to travel during the season to keep you from cheating."

"The fuck? Yeah, you're good on them."

"You don't want me to be put on game." I grinned and he grunted his sarcasm.

"The only game you need to be on is me on that field because that bullshit they're on is not your life. We're good over here."

My phone vibrated and I dug it from between the cushions and glanced at the screen, noticing the text saying ten minutes out.

"Shit, we have to get ready."

"Ready for what?" Omiri frowned like he wanted to curse me out.

"The woman we're interviewing for Avi is on her way. Did you forget?"