Page 53 of Search My Soul (Taylor Family Saga #3)

“Baby girl, our situation is completely different. If I fucked up, you would have every right to leave. However, I don’t have any intentions of fucking up.

I ain’t no cheating ass nigga, and I damn sure don’t beat on women.

Now, if you really wanted to leave and move on with someone else, I would let you go.

” Her brows raised as she glanced at me skeptically.

“Really? Just like that? You would let me go?”

“Of course. I’m not an unreasonable man. If you want to leave, I would respect your decision. Your happiness means more to me than anything, so if I ain’t giving you what you need, then I’ll have no choice.”

“And you would be okay with me moving on with someone else?” This time her arms were crossed as she gave me the “yeah right” look.

“I would allow you to do whatever makes you happy. If that means dating another man, then I would accept it. Then I would make sure to send you a beautiful floral arrangement when he mysteriously turned up dead.” It got quiet on her end of the phone, so I glanced over to see what she was doing.

“Baby, why would you say that? You can’t go around threatening to kill an innocent man.”

“I didn’t threaten anyone. I simply said that I would be there in your time of grief.

Niggas die every day, so you can never be too sure.

” I shrugged, knowing damn well that I meant what I said.

Juicy and I were locked in, and I would never be comfortable living life without her by my side.

I’m damn sure not going to let her move on with someone else.

“You are a mess, but I like it. At least you know what you stand to lose if you ever play with me. I’m not the type to stay in a relationship that doesn’t serve me.

You should know that from the last situation.

I might cry for a couple of days, but I’ll pop out like I was never in a relationship.

I’m not the one or the two,” she stated with a hint of attitude in her tone.

“You think it’ll be that easy to get over me, Juicy?” She could talk all the shit she wanted, but I already knew how I would feel. We were connected on some real shit, and the kind of love we had for each other wouldn’t be easily erased.

“I wouldn’t say easy, but I would do what needed to be done. I love you with every fiber of my being, but I’ll walk right past your ass on the street and pretend we never knew one another.” My anger almost took over, and I had to remind myself this was a hypothetical situation.

“Yeah, I wish the fuck you would ever try to play with me like that. I’ve never been the type to crash out behind a woman, but I would fuck around and snatch your ass up and toss you in my trunk. I don’t even want to think about that shit because I already know how nutty I am behind you.”

“The sad part is that I know you aren’t joking. I used to think Murk was crazy, but my baby takes the cake. You got me damn near running away every time a man tries to talk to me because I’m tryna save their lives.”

“I’m glad you understand. Whatchu about to get into?

I’m so used to your crusty ass feet scratching me in the morning, I missed you.

” I loved fucking with her, but I wasn’t lying when I said I missed her.

Between her working on her dance studio and my work schedule, we barely got to spend time together.

“I’m gonna go have drinks and appetizers with my girls, and then I’m going home so I can put on something sexy for my man.”

“You know I don’t care about that lingerie shit.

You could be rocking one of those house dresses my nana wears and my dick gone be hard as a missile.

Hell, I’m hard right now, and I’m salty that I have to meet with Pure’s stuffy ass.

I should call him and tell him I got caught up with work or some shit.

I’m not in the mood,” I grumbled. All I wanted was to go home and lay up with my woman, but since his ass was lonely and mean, he wanted to infringe on everybody else’s time.

“Oh, stop. You’ll be home before you know it.

Besides, you being with him gives me time to get dinner started and spend time with my babies.

I don’t have time for the three of you fighting for my attention.

” She snickered. Rosco and Apollo have been acting real funny since Juicy moved in with us.

They followed her around like some lost puppies.

They only gave me a few seconds of attention when she was busy.

“Fuck them kids. Fur babies or not, those traitor ass dogs can go to hell. ’Cause how are they cuddling with my woman, in my bed, where I pay the bills?”

“Baby, please. Jealousy doesn’t look good on you at all. My boys love their momma. Don’t be a hater.” I loved hearing her giggle; it instantly put a smile on my face.

“I love their momma too. I’m telling you now, I’m putting them in their room tonight. I’m tryna do some real freaky shit, and I’m not tryna see Apollo’s nosy ass while I’m deep in the pussy. They gotta go.”

“Yeah, yeah, I hear you. Hurry up and finish your business so you can make it back home to me. I love you, Soulie.” I couldn’t stand that corny ass nickname, but Roro and Juicy could do whatever they wanted.

“I love you more, Juicy. I’ll be home soon.”

After I got to the bottom of Remi’s shooting, I planned to take her on another vacation.

It still wasn’t sitting right that we hadn’t been able to catch the people involved, which made me think it might be an inside job.

Remi was still in a coma, but the doctors were saying that he was healing and all of his results looked good.

It was only a matter of time before he would be waking up.

There was a chance he wouldn’t remember much, but I prayed for the best. I needed answers, and the longer we went without them, the more anxious I became.

Someone tried to get over on me, and their death was the only thing that would make things right.