by Lucinda John
“I’m doing great, thank you. I’m ready to bring home those trophies though.”
“That’s what I’m talking about. Well, they know the first routine and half of the second.”
“Thank you D.”
“Anytime boo.”
“Ok, as everyone knows, we have the Dade County Boogie Down to compete in. We didn’t place the first two times we went, so I’m determined to win the first-place prize the third time around. We got a lot of work to do and I am not taking anything less than perfect. This is my daughter, Riley and she’ll be joining us,” I said winking at her.
“Fall in line everyone!” I yelled as I watch everyone scramble into formation.
*****
Riley and I were walking hand in hand into Sweet Licks. I really felt bad for the way I treated Honey and I owed her an apology. Plus, she was the only one I would allow to touch my hair, so it was a must we got back on good terms.
No words were spoken between us as I took a seat in Honey’s chair. She looked as if she had a lot on her mind so I wasn’t sure how to start off the conversation. Ten minutes went by and the only sounds that could be heard was her cutting the thread, separating the tracks from my braids. Running my tongue across my teeth, I glanced over at Riley who was in the kiddie section getting her hair in box braids.
“Honey, I’m sorry for the way I came at you. I know none of this is your fault, I just needed someone to blame and I selfishly took it out on you,” I said, looking at her through the mirror.
“It’s ok boo,” she sighed.
“What’s wrong?”
“Well, it looks as if Cole believes I had something to do with it as well,” she shrugged.
“No.”
“Yes, he walked out of the house the other day and I haven’t heard from him since.”
“He’s hurting right now, give him some time.”
“Yeah I know. What are you getting today?” she asked changing the subject.
“Cut it.”
“Cut it?” she asked.
“Yes, cut it into that Fantasia mushroom bob.”
“Oh, I’m about to hook you up,” she smiled.
“I trust you. Where is Cinny, I owe her an apology too?” I asked, fishing for her number through my phone.
“She’s home, she was supposed to come by for a blowout, since she decided to go natural, but she ain’t show up yet.”
“She’s probably up under Chad,” I laughed.
“That girl gon’ fuck around and get pregnant again,” Honey replied causing me to frown a bit.
“I’m sorry Lisa,” she said catching my reaction.
“No, it’s fine. I mean, I’m learning to deal.”
“I never shared this story, but I lost a baby before. It took me a long time before I could conceive again, but Rob was right there by my side. He never gave up on me or thought less of me.”
“You really did love Rob, huh?” I asked catching the smile in her voice.
“I still love Rob to be honest. He no longer has my heart because it’s now with Cole, but I will always love him. Rob came into my life when I was at my lowest point. He showed me how to love myself first, before loving him. Rob is really a good guy; he just sometimes acts without thinking.”
“Why did you get a divorce if he’s such a great guy?” I probed, wanting to know where things went wrong between them.
“Rob had outside kids on me, which I could have forgave him for, but the fact that he killed my sister and laid in bed with me every night with a straight face, consoling me while I was grieving, fucked me up in the head. I couldn’t bring myself to trust Rob anymore; he harbored too many secrets from me. The damages were too severe that nothing could be done to repair them,” she said wiping a few tears from her eyes.
“I’m sorry to hear that.”
“It’s cool, I found love again. I just hope this time it’s real.”
“Knowing Cole, it’s real and I’m not just saying that because he’s my brother-in-law.”
“Mmm,” was the only thing that came out of her mouth, as she continued to prep my hair for my new hairdo.
Chapter 6
Cinnamon
“Mmmmm,” I moaned as I felt a pair of lips on my second pair of lips.
Chad was between my legs giving me the best ‘good morning’ a girl could ask for. He tongue danced around in my honey pot before licking my clit.
“Uhhhhhhhhh, damn baby, slow down,” I said trying to scoot back.
He backed me into the headboard and locked his hands around my waist.
“I know you gon’ feed your husband,” he smirked before digging in.
“Ohhh no…I’m… about… to… CUMMMMMMM!” I called out releasing my juices in his mouth.
“Damn, you’re the sweetest girl I ever met,” he replied licking his lips. “Handle him for me.” He pointed at the tent his erection made in his pants.
“Don’t you have to meet up with Stacks?” I asked straddling him.
“Yes, but I ain’t trying to go see that nigga looking like this. C’mon ma, fix it for daddy.”
Lifting up, I pulled his dick out and slid down on it, pausing to allow him to buckle up for the ride. Once Chad’s seatbelt was secured, I placed my feet firmly on the bed and grabbed on to the headboard. I unmercifully bounced my ass up and down on his dick, fucking him the way he liked.
“Damn Cinn, hold up ma,” he begged trying to control my hips.
“Let mommy handle him daddy.” I licked my lips as I continued to ride him.
Chad reached up and grabbed my nipples, pinching them, causing a surge of pain to rip through me. The stinging feeling only made my pussy wetter. The more he pinched and grabbed on my nipples, the harder I rode him.
“Damn daddy, the dick so good,” I groaned as I felt my nut creeping up on me.
I was determined to finish him off in one round, so I placed one of my legs on the headboard, giving him deeper access to my pussy. When you did gymnastics as a kid, you were able to pull off flexible stunts like that.
The way I was popping my pussy on his dick, had his ass looking like he was about to pass out. If I wasn’t use to his love faces, then I would have jumped off his dick and called 9-1-1.
“Do that shit, Cinn,” he cheered me on, causing me to go buck wild.
As if I was on the dance floor at my favorite club, I twerked on Chad’s dick until I felt him fill me up with his sperm. To put the icing on the cake, I slid his dick out of my pussy and sucked it back to life. I savored my juices as I gave him some mind-blowing head. I slurped, sucked, and licked until he sprayed the back of my throat with his sweetness that I gladly swallowed.
“Damn, fucking with you a nigga about to pass out,” Chad said lying on his back with his eyes closed.
“You know I always have to remind you what you got at home,” I winked.
“Trust me baby I know. Ain’t no bitch putting in work like you.” He slapped my ass. “Go make your man a steak, mushroom, and cheese omelet.”
“Anything else daddy?”
“I want a side of that pussy too.”
Grabbing my robe, I tied it tightly around my waist and went to go check on the kids. CJ was in one room, while Skylar and Julie were in the other. I’ve grown really fond of Skylar, despite her not being my biological daughter. I didn’t treat her any differently than I did my kids. In fact, I treated her as if I carried and birthed her. The love I had for my husband wouldn’t allow me to mistreat his child.
“How did they sleep through that?” I whispered to myself as I made my way to the kitchen.
Pulling out the breakfast steak, I sat it under warm water to thaw out, as I scrolled through my phone. The text messages I received from Honey let me know that she wasn’t happy that I bailed out on her. I also received a text from Lisa apologizing for the way she acted the other day. I replied and told her no harm was done and that I still loved her, before I pulled out the eggs and started cracking them.
I made
Chad his omelet, and cheese eggs and French toast sticks for the kids. Once I was done with the food, I placed Chad’s food on a tray and took it to him. Chad was on the phone with a towel wrapped around his waist, looking sexy as fuck when I walked in the room. I could tell he had just gotten out the shower because his body was still damp and his Jack Black Turbo body wash filled the air.
“Give me a kiss,” he said as I sat the food on the nightstand.
He wasn’t paying whoever he was on the phone with any mind, as his tongue slide inside my mouth. A moan slipped out as he fondled my clit through my robe. I raised my legs just a little so he could get better access, but we were interrupted by our son.
“Mommy, are you done with breakfast?” I could hear CJ’s voice.
Good thing my back was turned against him and he couldn’t see my exposed pussy.
“Yes baby, go wake up your sisters, I’m coming.”
“Cock blocked.” Chad sucked his teeth as I pushed him away.
I made myself decent then went downstairs to serve the kids. As I was getting everyone settled with their plate in front of them, Chad came downstairs dressed in an all grey Ralph Lauren Anthony Notch Lapel tuxedo. Ever since he started dealing with Stacks, I could see the maturity in him. Instead of rocking the baggy jeans and white t-shirts to important business meetings, he rocked suits, and dress shoes. Don’t get me wrong Chad was still that nigga, but he had his GQ moments.
“How are my princesses?” he asked kissing his daughters on the cheeks, causing them to giggle.
“Hey dad,” CJ said with a mouth filled with toast.
“My man, you got to chew before you talk.”
“Sorry,” he giggled.
“What is the plan for today?” Chad asked kissing me on the cheeks.
“Picnic in the park is all I have so far.”
“Have fun, and dinner is on daddy tonight.” He smacked my ass before walking out the door.
“Ok guys, looks like it’s just us. Hurry up and finish breakfast so we can have circle time before the park.”
*****
As I drove to the park, I kept seeing the same car with every turn I made. To make sure I wasn’t going crazy, I made three quick rights and waited for the car to follow. When I didn’t see it, I let out a sigh of relief and headed in the direction of the park. I decided to go to the park by my mother’s house so we could visit her afterwards. I found a parking spot and tried my best to unload the car with three kids under the age of three. It was a challenge, but I was finally able to get them out and running around.
“CJ stay where I can see you!” I yelled out to him. The park wasn’t too crowded, I just wanted them all in one section of the park at all times.
I started laying out the lunch I made on the blanket since it was nearing lunchtime. Just as I finished, I looked up to get the kids, but Skylar was nowhere to be found. Panic began to take over me as I frantically searched the park for her.
“SKYLAR?! SKYLAR?!!!” I yelled rushing through the park checking the faces of every child.
“Oh GOD,” I cried when I wasn’t able to locate her.
I pulled out my phone to call Chad but he didn’t answer. I sent him a text of our special emergency code, then called the cops. In no time, Dade County police were surrounding the park asking everyone questions.
“What’s the name of the child?”
“For the one hundredth time it’s SKYLAR BLUE GREEN!!!!” I yelled at the cop.
They kept asking me the same questions for the past ten minutes and it was driving me crazy. Skylar was missing and I was pissed that a search team wasn’t released looking for her. I heard a commotion, causing me to look up to a furious Chad demanding to allow him through.
“Cinny baby, what happened?” he asked with his brows bunched up and a look of concern on his face.
“I’m so sorry, I just turned my back for two seconds to lay out lunch and she was gone.”
“Whose gone?” he asked grabbing me.
“Skylar, Skylar is missing,” I cried.
“Fuck man!” he yelled, rushing back to his car and taking off.
When the police was done questioning me, I gave them a recent picture of Skylar and they told me they would call me if they had any leads. I gathered the kids and we went home, leaving our panic items behind. When I got home, Stacks, Cole and a few other men were in my house conducting a meeting. I walked past everyone, and placed the kids down for a nap before entering my bedroom.
I felt like shit knowing Skylar was missing and it was my fault. I should have paid better attention to them. I should have never turned my back to them then maybe she would still be here. I was beating myself up so badly, that I didn’t hear Chad come in the room.
“You want to tell me what happed?” he asked loosening up his tie.
“We were at the park playing. The kids started to get hungry so I began un-wrapping the food. I turned my back for one second and she was gone. Oh shit!”
“What?” he asked eyeing me.
“As we were heading to the park, a car was following me; well, I thought it was because after a few turns I didn’t see it anymore.”
“Why didn’t you call me?”
“I didn’t think it was that serious. Like I said, it stopped following me, I thought I was just being paranoid.”
“My fucking daughter is missing, what do you mean you didn’t think it was serious?” he seethed.
“It was a mistake!”
“A mistake you never made with CJ or Julie.”
“What are you implying Chad?”
“Did you set this up to get rid of my daughter?” he asked inching near me.
“What the fuck? Chad, don’t be dumb. I love her like she’s mine!”
“That’s what your mouth says.”
“I can’t believe you would come at me with some shit like that!”
“I don’t put shit past you bitches.”
“So I’m a bitch now Chad, really?” I asked getting in his face.
“Man, get the fuck out of my face before your ass come up missing.”
“Are you threatening me?”
“You know me well enough to know I don’t make threats. I make shit happen.”
“Fuck you Chad,” I huffed storming out the room.
I understood Chad was mad, but for him to make it seem like I had a part in Skylar being abducted, was really fucked up of him. I was so mad that I didn’t realize that I was crying, until I felt my tears hit my arms.
“Mommy, is Skylar going to be ok?” CJ asked.
“Yes.”
“Then why are you crying.”
“I’m fine CJ, go play with your toys.”
“Ok.” He shrugged, walking away.
I decided to sit on the couch and let Chad cool off. I was nursing a glass of wine, when Chad came down with a duffle bag across his back. My heart started to pound out of my chest, but I played it cool. He didn’t say anything as he walked out the door and got in his car. If Chad really thought I had something to do with this then he didn’t know me at all.
Watching his car pull out of the driveway, caused me to break down and cry. I tried to be mindful that my kids were upstairs, but watching your husband walk out on you is like getting smacked in the face with a ton of bricks. His car was gone, but I stood there looking out the window, hoping he would come back. Maybe he went to go do laundry I kept telling myself. Although we had a mini laundry mat, I tried to convince myself that that’s what he went to do.
Chapter 7
Cole
I was missing Honey like crazy, but I was too stubborn to go home. I lost my nephew, my brother was fighting for his life and there was a big chance that her ex-husband was behind this shit. The fact the she couldn’t keep it real with me and let me know that it was her ex-husband calling her with a blocked number, rose a few red flags in my head.
When Honey first started getting the calls, I was confused. I wasn’t stepping out on her so it couldn’t have
been a bitch. After the calls began to become more frequent, I had the phone company unblock the number. Once I got the number that was calling her blocked, I called it and Rob’s bitch ass answered the phone.
“Who the fuck is in my house smoking?” my mother’s loud ass voice traveled through the house.
She had been spending the majority of her nights at the hospital with Ralph, so I’ve been crashing here. I needed time to get my head together and I couldn’t, if Honey was all in my space. All I kept thinking about was her setting my brother up, so before I could do anything dumb, I decided to remove myself.
“Why are you here? Don’t you have a family or some shit?” my mother asked.
“Ma, chill.”
“What’s up Cole?”
“I keep thinking Honey has something to do with this shit.”
“Why you think that?” my mother asked pulling a blunt out of her purse.
“He’s been calling her private.”
“How you know?”
“I pulled the phone records.”
“Well, have they been having long conversations?” she quizzed.
“No, but…”
“So how do you figure she knows it’s him calling?”
“Ma.”
“Don’t Ma me, I’m still getting use to Honey, but I can tell she loves you. When you got shot, she stayed by your side every day until you woke up. Why would she go through the trouble of getting a divorce if she was only going to turn around and help her ex come after your brother? What are her motives?” She fired her questions making me feel like shit.
“Go home to that girl; she love your dirty draws. I don’t think she had anything to do with this, she wouldn’t be living if she did. You know how yo’ mama gets down,” she smiled.
“How’s Ralph?”
“The same.”
“What are the doctors hollering about?”
“They still want me to pull the plug on him but I ain’t having that shit, it ain’t his time yet.”
“I hear you.”
“Good, now as soon as I’m done fixing you dinner, I want you to get your shit and get the fuck out of my house. What if my man was here? I need to get these locks changed,” she huffed walking to the kitchen.