“What do you think?” I asked, pursing my lips in nervous anticipation.
“Shit is dope,” he said, looking around. “Yall even got an upper level area.”
“Nails is gonna be up there a i think. I’ll probably let China and Jada iron that put though.”
“Its nice to see a salon that ain’t ghetto,” he chuckled.
“You’re horrible,” I shook my head.
“It’s classy is all,” he said.
“Good, thats we were going for. So really you like it?” I asked, looking around at the work that was going on right now. Thee were painters painting as well as some plumbers installing shampoo sinks.
“I do,” he paused, “I like it even more because it makes your face like that.”
I turned my attention back to him.
“Like what?” I laughed lightly, putting my hand on my cheek to try and calm my extreme smile. I knew I probably looked stupid.
“Happy,” he said, grabbing my hand. He brought it up close to his face and looked at it. “Where’s your ring?”
“Oh, ya,” I realized. I took my hand from him to get it from my purse and put it on. “I was washing those dishes before we left.” He nodded, remembering me taking it off. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders.
“Sorry we couldn’t come the other day. Work is just gon be busy for a while,” he said.
“You made it up to me, so it’s ok.” I shrugged.
“You been pretty busy too though with this place. Sometimes you not home when I get back.”
“That’s true,” I nodded. “I work like a full 8 hour shift.”
“I’m not sure how I feel about that,” he mumbled. I laughed and narrowed my eyes at him.
“Because I like when I get home and you there,” he whined, well to me it sounded like whining. I rolled my eyes.
“You better get used to it,” I shrugged, turning to the door so we could leave because i was starving.
“What you want to eat?” He asked when got in the car.
“Something spicy. We can do that Indian place. Or do you want mexican?” I deliberated.
“Let’s do Indian.”
When we got home we sat down with our takeout and watched some TV. I was sitting with my legs on his lap. It was really hot so we had the fan going but I still had to have my shirt off and so did Cayden.
“Let’s go upstairs,” Cay said.
“You wanna sleep?” I asked.
“No, not sleep,” he smirked. I laughed and shook my head. I should have known.
“Fine, let’s go,” I sighed. He scooped me up in his arms and I screamed in surprise. He ran down the hall, and all the way up the stairs to our bedroom.
“Oh my god” I giggled. He put me on the bed and I was kneeling so that we were eye level unlike when I was usually standing beside him. It was nice to be face to face to him so I could see all the details that I loved about him. I was honestly thankful for the break up because it made me realize how much I actually needed Cayden, and reassured me about how much he needed me.
I threw my arms over his shoulders and put my lips to his. I kissed him until I got the butterflies in my stomach that I always did when I kissed him. I felt up his bare muscular back. He unhooked my bra and slid down my underwear. I moved back on the bed while he took off his shorts.
“Let me hit it from the back,” he licked his lips. I turned around and got on my hands and knees, preparing myself for what was about to come. His hands were firm on my hips and as he pressed up against me.
“Ahh, fuck,” I said, biting down on my bottom lip. He brought his hand to my back, arching it more. I went on to my elbows and gripped the sheets.
“You like that?” He asked, thrusting into me rythmically.
“God yes,” I moaned. I closed my eyes and lost myself in the lust and love.
After we both had our happy ending, I collapsed back into the pillows. I moved the hair from my face. Cayden got up and started to put his boxers on. It was unusual for him to not lay with me for a while after we had sex but I didn’t wanna make a scene.
“You going out?” I asked, still unable to really move my legs.
“No,” he shook his head. “I just want water.” He left the room and came back after a minute with 2 bottles of water. He sat on the bed and handed me one. I took it and drank some water to cool down. He pulled me into his side and I smiled but also went red.
“"I thought you were just gonna hit it and dip,” I confessed. He chuckled.
“Thats why you was asking?” I nodded. “Nah. I gotta stay with you a while, make sure I ain’t break nothing down there,” he grinned. I laughed and gave him an eye roll.
“I am sore, but not broken.”
“Sore is good. I ain’t hit it right if you can walk.”
“You always hit it right,” I mumbled to myself but of course he heard. “You weren’t supposed to hear that,” I laughed.
“You said it,” he cheesed, “you like it from the back don’t you? You be screaming my name and shit.” I simply flushed. “You like the way I be grabbing your hips and arching ya back…going deeper inside,” my stomach fluttered and I shivered because his mouth was right by my ear.
“Jesus Cay,” I said, moving away from him. He chuckled.
“I’ll stop if you admit it.” He challenged.
“Fine. I like it. There.” I said. He shook his head.
“Nahh” he cackled, “that’s boring. Like you mean it.” I sighed, turning to look him directly in the eyes. I decided to play with him a little bit. I put my hand on his chest and slowly moved it down his stomach towards his boxers. I put my lips against his ear.
“I love it when you hit it from the back Cay, when you arch my back and go deeper, and deeper…and deeper,” I said softly. I saw him get excited and he was starting to stand to attention again. He tried to grab me but I removed myself from him and stood up then. “Well, I have work to do.” I started to put my clothes on and he graoned in frustration, covering his face with a pillow. I left him to suffer and went to go clean up in the bathroom.
After i cleaned up i decided to make up the bed and started to do some banking and checking email on my laptop. Cayden had decided to go shower and had just come out all steaming and naked. He went to the drawer and pulled out fresh boxers.
“So, my mom wants all of us to drive down to Dallas to go wedding dress shopping,” I said as I closed my laptop.
“Okay, when yall going?” He asked.
“Tomorrow. She got a hotel so we’ll just stay the night. Im driving and you know I don’t like driving at night,” I said. He nodded.
“I don’t want you driving at night either, you can barely dive during the day. Drive down in the morning,” he agreed. I gave him a dirty look and she chuckled. He went to the bedside table and picked up his wallet. He pulled out a card and held it out to me.
“I already paid for the hotel,” I said. He shook his head.
“Its for the dress.”
“Oh.” I said, pausing for a moment. I hadn’t expected that. I took the card hesitantly. “Thank you.” He shrugged.
“I’m bout to go play ball with Ty and Cole,” he said, as he went to the closet.
“Okay. I probably won’t be here when you get back. I gotta go pick out mirrors from ikea,” I said. “Jenny offered to help me.”
“also, I’ve been thinking while doing all this. I want to redecorate after the wedding. We need something new. Make the house more us. Since we’ll be married and all,” I said, with just a bit of a shudder.
“I can buy you a knew house if you want,” he said, coming back out in a wife beater and shorts.
“No Cayden, I don’t want you to buy me a house! ”
“Well really you’ll be buying yourself a house, after the wedding my money will be your money,” he said. “And you don’t gotta feel bad cause your salon will be booming soon.”
“This house is perfectly fine Cay,” I stressed. I moved my laptop aside and got up to start getting ready. He shrugged, always unbothered.
“I’m out baby,” he came to peck my lips. “I love you.”
“Love you too.”
When I got to the YMCA the guys were already there and had secured a court. I hadn’t just hung out with my niggas in a while.
“Cay,” Cole dapped me up. It was weird seeing him holding a basketball instead of a football. “Congrats nigga, I heard the word on the street that you in charge now.”
“Man, I don’t know about all that,” I said.
“So what you do to him?” He asked. I looked at Ty to see if he had told him a our Red. “He ain’t say nothing. I may not be in it but i know how the game works,” he shrugged.
“He had a convinient accident, if you catch my drift,” I said. He tossed me the ball. I dribbled it for a bit.
“You look stressed,” he noticed.
“He is stressed. Nigga didn’t know what he was getting himself into,” Ty chimed in even though nobody asked his ass.
“I just gotta figure out what I’m gonna do about the other warehouse. I didn’t want Red’s warehouse. Just control of my own. I’m thinking of putting someone in charge of the other one,” I took a shot at the basket and it went in. Cole went after the ball.
“Who?” Ty asked.
“I was thinking you nigga,” I said. He chuckled hard, hunching over and all.
“You funny. I’m good. That Shit ain’t for me. It’s good money but…”
“I knew you’d say that.” I admitted. “But I gotta find someone because it’s too busy running both. Randi’s crazy ass will leave me if I’m always at work. Yall know she get jealous when I spend time anywhere else.”
“Plus you gon be cuffed for real in like 8 weeks. You gotta be home for dinner now,” Cole teased.
“Fuck you man.” I said. “You have a point though. I’m tryna get a mini me soon, I can’t be gone all the time.”
“Damn yall gone have a babies already?” Ty asked. “This nigga wants a baby.” He said to Cole. Cole coughed and stayed silent, I assumed trying to stay in his business.
“That’s not the issue right now. Who we gon find?” I pressed.
“What about Pat?” Ty said. “He does know about dealing on top of security. And you can trust him right?” Ty said.
“Yeah, he helped us the night of the accident, and he really came through in tracking Dre and protecting Randi.” I thought about it and realized it could work. “I’ll talk to him.”
“Aight.” Ty nodded.
“So we gon play ball or what?” Cole said.
“Aight one on one. I’ll take winner between you two suckers,” I passed the ball to him.
“Bet,” they said at the same time.
After we finished our game I pulled Cole aside.
“Let me holla at you man,” I said. He nodded and came to the side line with me while Ty was shooting hoops.
“What’s up man?” Cole asked.
“I want you to be one of my niggas at the wedding. Groomsmen or whatever gay shit,” I said, scratching my little beard that I needed to shave.
“Awe that’s so sweet. For real man?” He cooed like a girl.
“Man chill with all that. But for real, you like family to me and Randi. I know yall besties and what not, but we niggas too.”
“Thanks man,” he said sincerely. “I’d be honored to be part of the wedding.”
We had a quick man hug.
“So Ty gon be my best man, you gon be a Groomsmen, maybe something will happen.” I cleared my throat meaningfully.
“We’ll see,” he chuckled. I hit him in the arm jokingly.
“Imma hit the shower and drop by work real quick. I gotta see whats going down at the other warehouse, make sure sgit aint falling apart. You coming through?” I called to Ty.
“I’ll pull through.” He nodded. I grabbed my duffel bag and headed for the showers.
After making sure business was running like usual at Red’s old warehouse, I made my way home. It was early in the evening and I was getting hungry now because I hadn’t had dinner. I sat at the kitchen island and pulled my phone out of my pocket. I pressed her name and selected call. It rang a few times.
“Hi Cay” she said.
“Im hungry,” I said. She laughed in response.
“Find something in the fridge to eat,” she said.
“I checked, there’s no leftovers,” I said.
“So order takeout from somewhere,” she said.
“When you coming home?” She laughed again.
“It’s that serious?” She asked. “I told you I wasn’t gonna be home Cay.”
“I know but I miss you,” I said, trying to guilt her.
“Awe i miss you too,” she said. “Fine I’ll be home in like an hour. What do you want to eat?”
“Can you fry some chicken?”
“Ok, you can take chicken out the freezer,” she said.
“Ok. I love you,” I smiled at my victory.
“Love you too.”
I played some games on my Xbox while I waited for her to get home.
I heard the door open followed by her calling me.
“Yes?” I asked.
“Can you come unload my car,” she asked. I paused my game and got up, going to the door. I went out to the car and opened the back. I picked up the large mirror. “Is it gonna fit through the door?” She asked.
“We gotta turn it sideways I think,” I said. I turned it on to its side so it was horizontal, and stepped through the door. “Where do you want it?” I asked.
“Upstairs, that ones for the closet. The rest are going to the salon. They can go in the basement. One of the contractors will come get them.”
“Okay.” I went upstairs and to our bedroom. She wanted it for her half of the closet because there was only one mirror now and it was on my side. I sat it up against the wall. It would need some nails so it wouldn’t fall.
While I took brought the rest of the mirrors downstairs Randi started on cooking the food. When I was finished I locked the car and came back inside.
“Where do you want your keys?” I asked.
“Can you put them in my purse please. I’ll need them in the morning, we leaving real early” she said. I put them in her bag like she asked then sat at the island.
“Are you excited for your girls shopping trip?” I asked.
“Sort of,” she said.
“Isn’t finding the wedding dress the best part for girls?” I asked.
“No, it’s stressful because you wanna look perfect,” she said, turning the chicken in the pan.
“That’s not very hard for you,” I said, thinking about how beautiful she had looked on her graduation day.
“Thank you baby,” she turned to smile at me. “I’ve never seem you in a full suit. I’m gonna have to try not to jump you in front of my family,” she giggled.
“I wouldn’t mind.”
“You nasty. Your mama will be watching,” she said. “Speaking of that, I tell you she coming tomorrow?”
“She is?” I asked, surprised. I hadn’t said much to my parents about the wedding oher than when and where it was so I didn’t know sue was involved in the planning.
“Yes. You really should talk to your parents more Cayden,” she said. I paused because I realized she was right. She talked to my mom more than I did. “Sorry, I don’t know why I said that.”
“No you right,” I said.
“Why don’t you let your dad help you find your suit this weekend while we’re gone?” She suggested.
“I’ll ask him,” I decided. She started taking the chicken out with tongs and putting it on a platter. She brought it over to the island and it was looking golden and crispy.
“Here you go baby,” she said, kissing my cheek. “I’m gonna go pack.”
“Okay,” I said, grabbing a piece of chicken. Once I was eating I wasn’t thinking about nothing else. Her fried chicken could change your life.