his way of getting me back for snooping around in his man cave and getting that address. I couldn’t take my eyes off of my man as I watched on while Trae introduced him to everyone in the room. He already knew Elisa and Paul and, of course, the Sinclairs, who went crazy when they realized it was him.
When he looked over my way, we locked gazes. I felt as if I was sweating bullets as he smiled at me and came my way. “Hey, pretty lady,” he said, walking up in front of me and then leaning over and kissing me on the lips. I obliged him by accepting his tongue, and it taste so sweet. “You know what I’m here for, right? It damn sure ain’t no fight,” he said in between kisses that were sending chills all up and down my spine.
“Nigga, please. Two weeks? You obviously don’t know me very well if you think you ain’t got some begging, groveling, and explaining to do,” I hissed.
“Kyra, don’t be like that. I was working on some things. But your man is here now.”
“I’m sure you were working on some things. But I hope you’ve been tying up some loose ends and getting your paper right, because I missed my period, Mr. Family Man.” Rick froze and then stood straight up. I’d single-handedly crushed his cocky little attitude.
“You what?”
“You heard me. I missed my period.” I had been dying to say those words to him. “You’re about to be a daddy.”
He looked shocked. He was about to say something but didn’t. Then he looked like he was going to pass out.
“Shit, Kyra. Not now. You can’t—”
“I can’t what? Oh, so I’m not good enough to have your baby? But she is? Fuck you!” I jumped up off the stool, kicking it over, and left the family room. He had me fucked up.
TASHA
Fight night at the Macklin Palace, and I got to play hostess with the mostest. Trae was in a real good mood, and since he hadn’t taken any unexpected trips recently, I was in good spirits, too. I was surprised to see Rick walk through the door, and I could tell that Kyra was even more so. However, Rick was now looking quite perturbed. I didn’t know what Kyra said to him. She must have cursed his ass out, which I didn’t know why, since she had been so down in the dumps and crying because he hadn’t been in touch with her. But then she up and stormed out of the party. I couldn’t wait to get all of the nasty little details.
I still was in shock that Trae had allowed Trina to come over. And you can best believe that she was on her best behavior, offering to get drinks, serving snacks and shit . . . just kissing Trae’s ass. I had to find out about this dude she came with. Because she’d never told me about him, and they seemed to be into each other.
Other than Rick looking crazy and Kyra storming out, everybody else was sitting around having a good time. Blunts were being passed around, and of course, there was plenty of liquor and beer. Well, a minute ago there was plenty. I had just noticed that the beer was just about gone. Between Elisa, her husband, and Trina’s date, they were downing the Heinekens as if they were cans of Pepsi. Everybody was talking, laughing, getting drunk and having a good time.
“Damn, they’re goin’ in, aren’t they?” Trae joked.
“My thoughts exactly. I’ll go get some more.”
“Tasha, baby, while you’re at it, can you fix me a sandwich?”
Leave it to Trae to be on some different shit. Now, mind you, I was looking at all of the food and sandwiches down there, and he wanted something different. “Sure, baby, what do you want?”
“I got a special stash in the red foil.”
“What is it?”
“A chef’s cut of Grade A turkey pastrami. And a half-pound of extra-spicy pepper jack cheese. I want that on a wheat roll with all the trimmings.” I got up, and he pulled me down onto his lap and whispered in my ear, “If you make my sandwich real good, as soon as the fight is over, I’ma eat this pussy like I ain’t never ate it before.”
“Are you?”
“You damned right. Then I’ma dick you down until you faint.”
I whispered in his ear, “Well, if you fuck me like that, then when I wake up, I just might deep-throat