Page 31 of ‘Til I Say When

H urriedly, I sprayed some mousse in my hands and ran my fingers through my super long Boho braids.

I got lost in reading the manuscript that Wilde sent me, and time got away from me.

He had been in jail for a little over a month, and I was shocked when he sent me ten chapters of a book that he was writing.

He said it was just something to do to pass the time, but the book was good!

Someone besides me needed to read it, and I was going to make that happen for him.

First, I would have to type the book up for him.

That would be hard because business was booming for me.

I had so many cars on my schedule to be wrapped that I would be working six days a week for the next two months, but I was grateful.

Even without me factoring in the cars that I wrapped, my garage still averaged a few thousand dollars a week.

I was doing pretty good, and I hoped it stayed that way.

Nina and Pierre had finally announced that they were married, and she had invited me to an intimate dinner.

I still hadn’t heard from KoKo. I wasn’t even mad at her anymore, but I deserved an apology.

If she felt I wasn’t worthy of one, then we didn’t have anything to talk about.

I sprayed some perfume and checked myself out in the mirror.

The restaurant they were having the dinner at was classy, so I chose to wear black shorts, a black camisole, and a red blazer with red heels.

The restaurant wasn’t too far from me, and I was able to arrive while Nina, Pierre, and their guests were still in the waiting area.

I hugged Nina and spoke to Pierre. She looked truly happy. In fact, she was glowing.

There were about sixteen of us, so we were led to a private room. We ate a delicious five-course meal, and I had a few glasses of wine. When we walked out of the restaurant, my heart stopped when I saw KoKo standing there fuming.

“Oh nigga, you married? You can’t return my phone calls while I’m pregnant with your child, but you went and got married?!”

My knees buckled. This was going to be bad. Nina stood appalled while Pierre was practically foaming at the mouth. “You better get the fuck from around here before that baby gets beat out of you,” he seethed.

I didn’t care how upset I was with KoKo, Pierre would never put his hands on her in my presence.

I took a step forward, ready to intervene, and KoKo’s gaze darted in my direction.

She laughed angrily. “Of course, you’re here celebrating this fake ass union with your new bestie.

Fuck all y’all. I’ll see you in child support court,” she spat at Pierre and walked off.

Everyone stood with slack jaws. Pierre turned to face Nina, and she attempted to walk around him. Pierre tried to stop her from walking away, and she pulled away from him. She wasn’t even speaking.

“Let her go, Pierre,” Nina’s mother spoke up. Reluctantly, he let her go.

I knew KoKo was hurting, but I was sure Nina was the epitome of embarrassed.

I truly felt sorry for both of them. I walked to my car because I was sure Nina wanted to be alone, and I wasn’t even going to try to go after KoKo.

Nina had just been so happy, and things had changed in the blink of an eye.

Life had a way of doing that. I never saw Wilde getting arrested in my very near future, but he was gone.

Loving a man was a gamble. I had to smile when I thought about how I met Wilde.

He literally killed a man then demanded that I hold the murder weapon.

From there, he blackmailed me to pretend we were in a relationship, and the psycho became my man for real.

Talk about unhinged. I wished we had met under circumstances that wouldn’t have landed him in jail, but I didn’t regret meeting him.

I was actually glad that I got to know him.

Even if we were only together for a short time, I enjoyed it.

I went home, so I could finish reading Wilde’s manuscript.

I had the next day off, so I was going to start typing it up.

Hopefully, it wouldn’t take him long to finish it.

I was torn because it was his book, and he should be able to approve the cover or decide if he even wanted to publish it, but I also wanted to surprise him with a finished product.

I finished reading the chapters and researched self-publishing until I could no longer keep my eyes open. Despite being exhausted, I couldn’t allow myself to fall asleep without praying for Wilde. I was praying for a freakin’ miracle.

The next day, I was sitting on the couch Indian style, typing the first chapter of Wilde’s book.

I wished with everything in me that he would call.

I wrote him back and poured all of my feelings into a response to the letter he wrote me, and I got nothing.

He didn’t write me back, but he sent me the manuscript.

I wanted to be mad with him, but I really couldn’t be.

He was going through a tough time, and I couldn’t make it about me.

Wilde had to process things in the way that worked for him.

My doorbell rang, and my brows furrowed because I wasn’t expecting company. “It better not be nobody selling shit,” I mumbled as I got up off the couch.

When I looked out of the peephole, I thought I was tripping. My heart beat wildly, and my eyes almost popped out of my head. Snatching the door open, my mouth went dry as Wilde stood there smirking. He was smelling good and looking better.

“It better not be no nigga in here.” He stepped over the threshold, and I still couldn’t believe it. When I didn’t say anything, he began planting kisses all over my face. I could tell he missed me, and I wasn’t sure if I should cry or laugh.

“They gave you a bond?” I finally found my voice.

“Nah. Pierre hired me a good ass lawyer that found out the officer that arrested me recently had two complaints filed against him. One was planting drugs in someone’s car and another was him taking a large amount of money off someone that he arrested and not turning the money in as evidence.

Anybody that he arrested in the past year, had their charges dropped.

” Wilde grinned, and I stared at him in disbelief.

He wasn’t the only one that benefited from the officer being dirty, but God had looked out for him for real. “Oh my God, so that’s it? No trial? No murder charge?”

“Nope.”

I burst into tears, and Wilde wrapped me in a bear hug. “I used to doubt God all the time. I saw people like my father playing with Him, and I wasn’t sure if He was real, but I’m a real life miracle,” he stated with his arms still wrapped tight around me.

“I’m so happy for you,” I looked up at him.

“I love you,” he stared down at me.

My breath hitched in my throat. I heard his voice, and I saw his lips moving, but his words kind of shocked me. But I was sure about how I felt. “I love you, too.”

“You do?”

“I do.”

“You mean that shit.”

“I mean that shit.”

He snaked his tongue into my mouth, and the way he kissed me had me almost ready to cum.

I was so sad about him being gone I hadn’t even masturbated.

The way he was sucking my lip and my tongue and pulling my braids as we kissed had me so turned on.

I had missed him so much it was insane. I knew we were about to get real nasty and fornicating wasn’t of God, but I had to thank Him for bringing my baby home.

Wilde used his body to walk me to my bedroom.

I barely remembered undressing. When I felt his mouth on my mound, my back arched, and I bit my bottom lip.

Wilde had never performed oral sex on me before, but it didn’t take me long to realize that he had skills.

His tongue swirled over my clit then he dragged his tongue down my slit.

I moaned deeply when his tongue darted over my ass hole.

He was on some real freaky shit. Wilde slid a finger into me as he sucked softly on my clit.

He kept his nails short, neat, and clean, so I wasn’t tripping about him putting a finger inside of me. My legs began to tremble, and I clamped my thighs against his face. Lifting my hips, I would have shoved myself down his throat if I could have.

“Damn you wet as hell, G,” Wilde mumbled into my pussy. “You missed me, baby?”

One of the things I had discovered was I loved it when he called me G, but I loved it more when he called me baby.

The moment the term of endearment floated into my ears, I came.

Hard. My body bucked against his face, my face crumbled, and I cupped my breasts uncomfortably hard as I rode the waves of one of the most pleasurable orgasms I’d ever experienced.

“Mmmmmmmm,” Wilde licked my essence as if it was providing him nourishment.

When he came up to kiss me, I cupped his face in my hands and tongued him down like I’d never see him again.

He pushed inside of me, and I moaned into his mouth.

“Fuck, I missed you,” he whispered as he peered into my eyes.

“I missed you, too.”

The moment felt surreal as Wilde placed his face in the crook of my neck and sexed me with hard, deep strokes.

Locking my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck, I held on for dear life as he stroked me into orgasm number two.

By the time he pulled out of me and flipped me over, I was as limp as a rag doll, but when he slid into me from behind, I caught my second wind.

Wilde smacked my ass as I twerked on his member.

I put the perfect arch in my back and had him moaning loudly which turned me on even more.

When he gripped my braids aggressively and sexed me harder, I knew he was about to reach his peak.

I tightened my pussy muscles, and he exploded into me with an animalistic growl.

“Fuck, baby,” he panted.

He collapsed on my bed, and I collapsed on top of him. With his arm around me, we laid in silence for the longest time. I had no clue what he was thinking, but I was so grateful. I was ecstatic and any other positive emotion there was to feel. Finally, he broke the silence.

“What you thinking about over there?”

“How blessed you are because luck had nothing to do with it. That was all God.”

“I know.”

“Have you talked to Pierre?” I thought about Nina often. KoKo, too. I wanted to reach out to Nina, but I decided to give her some time.

Wilde chuckled. “He’s staying at my crib. Nina put him out. She said she’s getting a divorce, and she’s done for good this time. He believes her.”

“If she does, he deserves it.”

“Yeah, he does.” I glanced up at him, making his brows hike.

“What? You shocked? That’s my people, and I’m gon’ always ride with him, but I’ve known Nina for years.

She’s a good girl. I’ll never dispute that.

She’s forgiven him so many times that if she never forgives him again, no one can be mad about it. Not even him.”

“She was so happy at their dinner. Like, man, she was glowing. I really hate this for her.”

“I do too, but we can’t worry about them. Your man is home.”

A smile inched across my face, and I climbed on top of him. “I hope you brought some more chapters with you because I’m typing them up.”

Wilde’s brows furrowed. “Typing them up?”

“Yes, because I hope you want to publish it. I know you were just passing time, but that book is good, baby. Really good. I love to read, and it’s one of the best books I’ve ever read.

I’m not gassing you, either. I even found an editor and a graphic designer to make you a cover.

” I felt Wilde’s manhood hardening beneath me.

“You did all that for me?”

“Of course,” I replied, confused. “It wasn’t really anything to do, and they were easy to find. You know you can find anything on social media.”

“Come here.”

I leaned in so we were chest to chest, and I placed a soft kiss on his lips. Wilde wrapped his arms around me and kissed me passionately. My kitty began to throb, so I lifted my bottom and inserted his dick into my tunnel. It was going to be a long day and night.