“For what?”
“For… being extra,” she panted, eyes rollin’ in the back of her head.
“Mmhmm,” I licked my lips, flipping’ Nyomi’s ass over before fuckin’ her from the back. The kind of strokes that made her squirm, that made her back arch, that made her ass cry, beg, and grab at the pillow like it could save her. When we both came hard as fuck, I leaned over her back and kissed her shoulder. “You still mad?” I whispered.
She shook her head slowly, hair stuck to her cheek, voice soft. “No, daddy.”
“Good.” I laid back on the couch, pulled her on top of me, her bare ass still warm from the heat between us. Loved the fuck outta this woman. No matter how hot shit got, we was gon’ always ride it out. “Now, I’mma go give Kassim a bath, and you gon’ look up some fancy ass weddin’ shit.”
Her head whipped ‘round toward me. “Knuck…”
I kissed her. “I love your stubborn ass. If you want a big ass lavish weddin’, fuck it. Let’s do it. But, on God, there better be a venue wit’ a openin’ by the end of next month.”
A Week Later
(4 & A Half Weeks Until The Wedding)
Iw o k eu pfeeling lighter than I had in weeks. The sun was creeping through the curtains, laying warm streaks of light across the bedroom walls. For once, Kassim was not crying or fussy over the baby monitor. Yawning, I heard Knuck talking loudly on the phone downstairs, but at least the TV wasn’t blasting SportsCenter.
I stretched, rolling onto my back as a smile crept across my face. Today was my first real meeting with a wedding planner, not just late-night Pinterest scrolling or making collages. After days of reaching out to planners, I found Shan Davis,theeluxury wedding planner. Today, we were meeting for brunch.
Glancing at the clock on the nightstand, I saw that it was 9:04 a.m. I sat up, tying my bonnet tighter as excitement bubbled up in my chest. Ever since Knuck fucked me silly and told me I could have the wedding of my dreams, I had been picturing this moment. The only thing I had to do was make sure it was all happening in under four and a half weeks. Time wasn’t on my side, but shit, God was. I was getting married.
I swung my legs off the bed and headed toward the nursery to see if Kassim was still asleep. My heart twinged at the sight of him. His little cheeks looked so full when he slept. One hand was curled near his face like he was boxing somebody in his dreams.
I leaned down and kissed his forehead softly. “Good morning, handsome,” I whispered. He stretched, scrunching his little face before letting out a soft grunt. That was enough to make me laugh. “Mommy’s got a big day today. Let’s hope everything goes as planned.”
Walking downstairs, the smell of coffee hit me immediately. Knuck was leaning against the counter in a gray sweatsuit and sneakers. A bottle of water was in one hand, and his phone in the other. The way his brows were bunched up told me something was wrong.
“Nah, I told y’all niggas I got too much goin’ on today. Handle that shit,” he barked into the phone before ending the call. “Mornin’, baby.” He kissed my lips and pushed off the counter.
“Today’s the day,” I said. “I’m so excited.”
He smirked, smacking my ass. “I know you are.” His phone vibrated on the counter as I walked to the fridge. He answered, jaw tight. “What?”
I sipped water, listened to his call, and knew my day would go as planned. Knuck’s energy shifted into gangsta mode. I mouthed, “What happened?”
He held up a finger and spoke into the phone, “Nah, it’s cool. I’m pullin’ up.”
Shaking my head, I crossed my arms. “Keon.”
Ending the call, he ran a hand over his beard. “I gotta handle somethin’ real quick.”
I stared at him. “We’re supposed to leave in an hour.”
“I know.” He walked over to where I stood by the fridge and kissed my forehead. “I gotta take care of some shit.”
I side-eyed him. “What kinda shit?”
“The kind that makes sure I can pay for that expensive-ass weddin’ you want and everything else.”
I squinted. “Street business or car business?”
“Business. I’ll meet up wit’ you soon as I’m done.”
My eyebrows shot up. “Knuck.”
“Nyomi.” He hit me with that calm tone and that look that said his mind was already made up.