Stone and I checked our respective phones and Jiselle danced slightly in her seat while we ate.
When we finished, Stone and I both gravitated toward the sink.
“Do not wash my dishes,” Jiselle snapped.
“You cooked, so we do dishes, Jiselle,” I said simply.
“That’s law,” Stone cosigned.
She rolled her eyes. “Whatever.”
“Thank you.” I smiled at her.
“Well I’m getting in bed.” She stretched. “The two of you can do whatever you want and make sure my door is locked if y’all sneak out.”
“Who the fuck is sneaking out, baby girl?” Stone looked at her crazy. “Yeah. Go ahead and take yo’ ass to bed because you tripping.”
“Yeah, yeah.” She kicked his butt lightly then tiptoed to kiss his cheek.
He grabbed her waist immediately and jerked her in.
“Don’t even fucking play like that. Kiss daddy right.” He gripped her ass and the fucking smile that crossed Selle’s face had me thinking maybe I couldn’t do this sharing shit after all.
They kissed briefly then she turned to face me. She threw her arms around my neck.
“I don’t show favoritism.”
I chuckled.
“You sure about that?”
“Mhm.” She kissed me and I ran my hands up and down the center of her back. “You feeling neglected, baby?”
My dick was getting hard. When she talked to me like that, it did something to me. Fuck.
“Nah. Just making sure you know I care.”
“Noted.” She tiptoed and kissed me again.
Then she let me go and headed into her bedroom.
Stone and I worked on cleaning the kitchen. I took up the dishes while he put away the leftovers then wiped down the stove, counter, and kitchen island. By the time he finished, I was done washing the dishes.
He grabbed a towel and started drying.
“If Jiselle chooses to be with me, are you going to let her go?” I asked.
“Nah,” he admitted. “I’d be her side nigga before I let you run off and get your happily ever after with my woman.”
“Alright.” I grabbed a towel and dried dishes too.
“What about you?”
“Nope.”
Stone nodded.
“Then I guess we better get used to each other then.”