by Lucinda John
Paying the taxi cab driver, I walked up to the door and knocked on it.
“Hey, Victoria,” my mom said giving me a hug.
“”Hey, Mom, how are you?” I asked walking inside. The house was really quiet, and that was odd because I had three loud kids “Mama where are the kids?” I asked.
“I thought you knew?”
“You thought I knew what?” my heart started to beat fast.
“Their father came and got them two days ago.”
“Their father?”
“Yes Victor, your husband,” she said. “Victoria, are you ok? You don’t look so good.”
I began to hyperventilate. I felt like my air supply was being cut off. My head instantly began hurting, and the room started to close in on me. I was having a really bad anxiety attack, and I couldn’t get it under control. Vic was alive, and he had my kids kept playing in my head over and over and over again before I passed out.
Chapter 29
Honey
“So, how are you feeling today?” Dr. Lyn asked.
“I’m doing pretty good today, I haven’t cried all day, and I think I’m ready to try again for another baby,” I replied laying back on the mocha colored sofa. It had been a month since the death of the baby, and I was finally able to cope. I sunk into a real deep depression that almost cost me my life. At that moment, I decided to take my mother’s advice and seek help.
“You sure?”
“Yes. I’m ready now.”
“Good. You’ve come a long way. I could see in your face that you did a full three sixty. I remember our first session you came in here looking like Cousin It. Your hair was a mess, and you were dressed in a pair of shorts with an oversized t-shirt. Now look at you, you came in here today smiling looking like you came fresh off the runway.”
“It took me some time to realize this, but what God wrote for you no man can erase. It may not have been meant to be last time, but I feel in my heart this time that it is.”
“I am happy to hear you say that,” she said handing me some tissues to wipe my eyes. “You have three more sessions, looks to me that you have made enough progress to stop, but that’s up to you.”
“I think I’m ready.”
“Great. I’m always here if you need me.”
“Thank you, how about I take you out to lunch?” I suggested
“Lunch would be great, let me grab my bag.”
After having lunch with the Dr. Lyn, I decided it was time for me to work on my happy home. I checked in on my shop before going to the grocery store and buying the things I needed for the romantic dinner I planned on having tonight. When I arrived home, I texted Rob and told him to be home at eight o’clock prompt.
In the kitchen, I cooked the pasta for the spaghetti and was mixing it in with the meat sauce when my phone rang.
“Hey, Mrs. Green,” I greeted my sister. I was still shocked that she was now a married woman.
“What’s up sissy pooh, what are you doing?”
“Making dinner,” I replied while mixing all of the ingredients together and giving the food a taste test.
“What’s cooking?”
“Baked spaghetti.”
“Ohhh my favorite! Bring me a plate.”
“I have dinner plans with Rob.”
“Ok, when y’all done eating, fucking or what not save me a plate and I’ll have Chad come pick it up.”
“Fat ass.”
“Man, I got pregnant girl problems,” she laughed.
Talking on the phone for a few more minutes, I ended the call and continued to prepare for the night. Setting the table in our best tableware set, I set the candleholders on the table, then placed the French vanilla candles in them. I made the salad and put the spaghetti in the oven on low and went to go shower.
Bump and Grind by R Kelly played in the background as I lathered my body with the peach plum and honeysuckle body wash. I poured a pea size amount of Vagisil in my palm and washed my freshly waxed vagina.
Making sure my body was nice and clean, I got out of the shower and dried off. I grabbed some honey and mixed it with my body oil, applying it all over my body. Putting large curls in my hair, I slipped on a pair of nude red bottoms. I saw Rob’s car pull into the driveway on the security camera, so I took my place on the table.
Laying my perfectly, oiled down, naked body on the marble counter top, I spread my legs and waited for him to come inside
“It smells good in here ma, what’s for dinner?” he yelled from the foyer.
“Come in the kitchen and see,” I yelled back.
“DAMN!” he said licking his lips and walking towards me.
“You hungry or nah?”
“I’m hungry and thirsty,” he said before burying his face deep in my mound. Licking me like a thirst cat, his tongue sent waves of sensation through my body. He spoke to my pussy, telling it he was thirsty, and it responded by creaming all in his mouth. He feverishly licked it all up, causing me to squirm.
“You can’t hang?” He laughed while locking his hands around my ankles.
“I can.”
“Well, stay still daddy still hungry.” He ate my pussy as if he was living in a third world country and was severely deprived of food. After sucking on my pussy for what seemed like hours and making me release buckets of my cum in his mouth, I was ready to tap out. However, he had other plans. Pulling out his dick, he played with my swollen love button causing me to erupt in yet another gut wrenching orgasm.
“I can’t,” I panted.
“You can’t what?”
“Take no more.”
“You tapping out?”
“Yessss.”
“Well, you’re not allowed to,” he said penetrating me. He held both of my legs in the crooks of his arms and took control of my pussy. My mind was telling me no, but my body was damn sholl telling me yesss! Oh, yes! Oh, Gawd yes!
He pinched my clit as he continued to pierce my hot, wet, pussy with his oversized dick. He flipped me to the side and had me speaking in tongues. I was seeing all types of lights, and I could have sworn I died and came back to life a few times.
Pushing my leg back to my ear, he started to slow down the pace and make love to me. He reached over and grabbed a few ice cubes that were chilling the wine and used it to play with my clit.
I came so hard that I started slipping off my own cum. The next orgasm that we shared brought me to tears. It was a connection I felt that time as both of our body fluids mixed that was so overwhelming.
It was as if at that moment, I knew in my heart that we conceived something beautiful. Laying on the messy countertop for a while, he carried me to the bathroom, where we made love as if the world was going to end.
Once we were all washed up, cleaned, and clothed, I cleaned the countertop and fixed us our plates of food. Lighting the candles and dimming the lights, the sweet sounds of Whitney Houston’s beautiful voice softly played in the background.
The mood in the room was so sensual and romantic that the only thing I could really think about was skipping dinner and going straight to the meeting that was about to be held in our bedroom.
“This is real nice ma.” He stuffed a fork filled with food in his mouth. “The food fye, too!”
“Thank you, baby.”
“So, I take it that you’re feeling better.”
“Yes baby I am and I just want to apologize for shutting you out like that. I really had to cope and deal with some things on my own.”
“It’s ok baby. I was willing to give you all the time you needed.”
“That’s why I love you.”
“I love you, too. Now hurry up and eat so I can finish tearing that thing up,” he said scarfing his food down.
I stood from my seat, dropped my robe, and walked to the bedroom while licking my lips and giving him a wink.
Chapter 30
Rob
Waking up next to Honey was the best feeling in the world, and I was happy to be able to do it agai
n. The way she put it on me last night had me instantly regretting almost cheating on her. I really owed Chad for helping me dodge a bullet that could have potentially caused me my relationship.
I ran my fingers through her hair as she peacefully slept. I admired her beauty and was grateful to have a girl like her on my team. I hated that I had to leave, but I haven’t been to any of my traps in a minute, and I had to make sure that no one was fucking with my money.
“Where you going?” she asked as I got out of bed.
“I have to check on business real quick, but I promise it’s all about you when I get home,” I kissed her.
“That’s cool, I plan on swinging by the shop anyways.”
“Want me to drop you off then I can pick you up for lunch.”
“Yes, that’s fine, now lets go shower,” she winked.
“Nasty ass, lead the way.”
After I had dropped Honey off, I headed over to Chad’s office to holler at him about Chasity. I put the hit out on her, but since I was wrapped up with Honey, I wasn’t able to really press the issue. Putting in my employee code, I was granted entrance into the building. Chad was on the phone when I walked in, so I leaned up against the door and waited for him to finish.
“Look who decided to come back to work,” Chad joked.
“Yeah, Honey finally got out of that funk she was in, now that my home is happy it’s time to get this paper.”
“I hear you,” Chad said. “So, what’s up?”
“I wanted to holla at you on some real shit.”
“Is it about Chasity?”
“How you know?” I asked. I put the hit out on her, but I didn’t make it public since he had so much history with her.
“I know everything,” he paused. “So, what do you what to know?”
“You ok with it?”
“Chasity is a grown ass woman; she has to be held responsible for her actions.”
“A’ight then,” I said giving him dap. “I’m about to head out on the block.”
“A’ight kid one.”
Making my way back on the block, I visited each of my traps and made the pickups. I made sure everyone had enough products and that shit was running smoothly. I was wrapping things up when Honey sent me a text telling me she was ready to go to lunch. On my way to her shop, I decided to give Killa a call to see how things were progressing with him locating Chasity.
“Yo!” Killa answered.
“What’s good kid?”
“Shit just putting in work.”
“What’s up with that job you was suppose to go to?” I said speaking in codes.
“Man, I never got a call back. I don’t even know if it’s still in Miami,” he said letting me know that he had a hard time finding Chasity.
“Damn. But keep trying it pays good,” I replied letting him know that the payout on her head was going to be a heavy one.
“Word? I’m about to get on that now.”
“That’s what’s up, later.” I hung up and texted Honey letting her know that I was outside.
Chapter 31
Cinnamon
I had been feeling uncomfortable all day today, but I was trying to work through it. I had a finale to take, and I had a few clients who were coming by to look at some samples I did for their wedding. Sitting in class, I felt my stomach began to cramp up.
I was thinking it was due to me being dehydrated because I didn’t drink much water, so I drunk some hoping that it would help. The professor passed the test around, and I immediately began. Twenty minutes later, I was done, and the pain started to settle a bit.
Walking to my car, I was interrupted by someone calling out my name.
“Damn girl you walk fast,” Joe said out of breath.
“Hey, Joe, how are you?” I nervously asked, I haven’t really seen him since that day Chad made me put him out. We texted once in a while, however, once Chad found out; he made me change my number.
“I’m good. How are you?” he said eyeing my stomach. “You look like you’re about to burst any second now.”
“Yeah, it’s almost that time. I have about a month left before I give birth.”
“That’s good. Damn, Cinnamon, I thought we were cool though.”
“We are, why you ask?”
“It’s like you dropped a nigga when ol’ boy came back.”
“That’s not true, plus we were only just friends.”
“Yeah, you right, but you ain’t have to do me like that. You changed your number on me.”
“Oh, I thought I did. Sorry,” I lied. I grabbed a piece of paper and scribbled my number on it for him. He was right; he was nothing but a great friend to me, so it wasn’t fair for me to treat him so badly.
“Congrats,” he said fingering my ring.
“Thank you.”
“Well, I’mma get going. I’ll holla at you later,” he said as he rubbed my belly before giving me a hug.
Stopping by Honey’s shop, I had Jamie do my hair for me as Ming Ling rubbed my swollen feet. I texted Honey asking her why she wasn’t at work, and she informed me that she was taking time off to spend with Rob. After pampering myself, I stopped at an eatery and grabbed dinner for Chad and I.
“How was your test bae,” he asked as I pulled up. He was hand washing all of his cars, a ritual he faithfully did every week. He didn’t trust no one touching his cars, so he rather wash them himself.
“It went good,” I said taking a seat on the porch swing and opening the foam container. I sat and ate my food as I watched his sexy body maneuver around in this Florida heat. His muscles flexed as sweat began to drip from them making them glisten and my pussy wet.
“What you looking at?” he asked as he walked towards me and opened his mouth.
“Your fine ass.” I replied putting a spoon filled of my food in his mouth.
“A’ight now don’t start nothing your pregnant ass can’t finish.
“You all talk.”
“We’ll see,” he said and went back to finish up his car.
A little while later, I was in bed reading Thug Passion 3 by Mz. Lady P when Chad finally came in the room. He dived on top of me, pulling me on top of him.
“What you reading? he asked.
“Thug Passion 3,” I moaned. “Thug’s fine ass could get it.”
“A’ight now you gone have that nigga catching a bullet, you better chill.”
“Bae can you go get me a glass of water,” I asked feeling my stomach start to swell up again. He got up, and moments later came back with five bottles of ice, cold water. I drunk three of the five and laid back down.
“Why you making my son suffer from dehydration?”
“He is not suffering.”
“Lil man, mommy tryna make you a thirsty nigga,” he laughed while rubbing my belly.
“Shut up!” I said punching him.
“What was all that shit you was talkin?” he said kissing on my neck
“You ain’t ready.”
“Why you still talking shit? Don’t talk about it be about it.” I pulled my nightgown over my head, got on top of him, and fucked his ass to sleep.
In the middle of the night, I kept tossing and turning, I was really starting to feel uncomfortable. Not knowing what to do with myself, I got up and began walking around. My stomach started to cramp up again, this time it was more intense. My due date was a month away, so it never occurred to me that I could possibly be in labor.
Drinking a bottle of water, I was hit with a sharp pain that caused me to spit the water out. I tried to walk back upstairs to the bedroom, but the pain became too intense to bear.
“CHAD!” I yelled out. “CHAD!!” I continued to yell feeling a lot of pressure. I kept feeling the urge to push, so squatting down; I did just that.
“Baby, what’s wrong?” he asked running down the stairs.
“Oh, God, it hurts so bad.”
“Oh, fuck I think you’re about to have him.” He began to panic.
“It’s coming!
” I yelled feeling the urge to push, and pushing again. I could hear him on the phone with someone explaining what was going.
“Lay down,” he instructed following the person on the other end of the phone orders. “Ok, when you feel the next contraction I want you to push.”
I felt a whole lot of pressure, so I used all of my muscles and pushed like I learned in my birthing class.
“I got his head now what,” he spoke into the phone. He then pulled the baby out, grabbed a pair of scissors, and cut the cord. The baby’s screams filled the whole house.
“Is he ok?” I asked.
“He’s perfect.”
There was a knock on the door, and Chad opened it, allowing the paramedics to rush CJ and I off to the hospital. The whole ride there I was in awe. I was finally officially a mother. Kissing my baby boy, I vowed to always love him no matter what.
When we arrived to the hospital, I ended up having to have a blood transfusion because I lost too much blood. Baby Chad was born five pounds three ounces, and he had no medical complications. The breastfeeding coach was helping me breastfeed the baby when my mom and sister walked in.
“My first grandbaby,” my mom gushed as she rubbed his head full of curly hair. “He is so cute.”
“Yeah, he’s a cutie sis. Auntie’s baby is going to be getting all the girls.”
“He sure is,” Chad said walking in with Julie.
My private room began to fill up as more friends and family came and visited. By the time visiting hours was over, my body was beat. I was getting out of the shower when Chad was rocking the baby in the chair while talking to him. The moment was such a cute one that I had to grab my phone and snap a picture.
“He is so beautiful,” Chad said with a smile.
“He gets it from his mama.”
“Yeah, right not your big headed ass,” he laughed. “On the real though, thank you for blessing me with a son. Now all I need is my princess.”
“Oh, you on some other shit, ain’t nothing else coming out of me.”
“Chill out, you’re my wife. You gon’ give me as many kids as I want.”
***
The following morning, we were able to go home. My mom, Honey, and Julie each rotated staying over with us until we got the hang of being new parents. I loved baby Chad so much, but I also loved all the sleep I was missing. Some days I wanted to pull my hair out and the other days it didn’t matter. Praying over my baby boy like I did every night, I laid him in his crib.