“Did you know I did sex work when you decided to come home with me?”
“Nah, but it wouldn’t have changed anything.”
“I won’t look at you differently if it does.”
“It don’t.”
Selle stared at me and I held her gaze while she tried to read me.
Eventually, she just exhaled.
“Alright,” she said simply.
“So we have a date scheduled for next weekend, right?”
“What?”
“A date,” I reiterated. “That you told me I could pay for.”
Selle cut her eyes at me. “Stone?—”
“I’ll let you know when it’s planned and I’ll pick you up.” I leaned in and kissed her mouth briefly. “I’m not arguing with you.”
Her eyes lifted to mine and she wrapped her arms around my neck. I let her kiss me harder before gripping her hips and tracing my thumb over her bare skin beneath her shirt.
“Is that what you need?” I asked. “For me to put my foot down and tell you what the fuck it’s going to be?”
“Mhm.” She nodded and I grinned against her mouth.
“Okay. I can do that.”
I kissed her again then groaned when my phone rang. I pulled back to grab it and she followed me, climbing onto my body while I snatched it up. I saw it was one of my younger brothers and picked up immediately.
“When are you coming home?” He skipped straight to the point and I chuckled.
“Let’s start with why the fuck are you up this late?”
“Man because Drake is in here playing music all loud with some bitch in his room.”
“Watch that bitch word,” I snapped. “I’ll handle it.”
“Thank you.” My second youngest brother, Xy, hung up and I immediately called the middle child.
Drake sent me to voicemail and I called him again.
“Hello?” he answered after several long rings.
“Lower that mothafuckin’ music before I drop you on yo’ neck,” I threatened. “Xy and J got school in the morning and Leann is probably trying to get our niece to sleep or get sleep herself. It’s damn near time for them to get up again. Have some fucking decorum, nigga.”
“The music ain’t even that loud.”
“It was loud enough for me to hear it through the phone when I called to check on Xy,” I lied. “If you want to be making all the noise, take yo’ ass to the Motel 6.”
“Yeah, alright.”
“Don’t just say alright and think shit sweet, D.”
“I hear you and I got the music down. Anything else?”