“Thank you.”
I headed out and Dashawn hopped up immediately.
“Have a good one, Myome!” he called out.
“You too, Dashawn.”
We headed out and were about twenty minutes into the drive when lyrics forced their way into my brain and I immediately typed them up on my phone.
Dashawn and I had left the hood but he hadn’t fully gotten out the lifestyle just yet. He was my boy and I was down with helping him when needed but he didn’t really want to depend on me to take care of his family, which was something I respected. I understood how he felt. There were certain things I wanted todo on my own just like Rome didn’t come to me for everything he had going on in the industry. He had to find his way, and after everything we’d been through, if Alan couldn’t watch his back that was the least I could do.
The drive out to Dashawn’s meeting was two hours one way, and when we got there and he climbed out, I took that opportunity to video call Myome who picked up on the third ring.
“Where you at?” I skipped straight to the point.
“At dinner with Charm like you demanded.” She giggled.
“Let me see what you eating.”
“Seriously, Drix?”
“Come on. Let me see.”
She flipped the camera and showed me the table. She had a plate in front of her with pasta and Charm was on the opposite side, taking a bite of bread.
“Happy?” She flipped the camera back toward herself.
“Let me see you take a few bites, then I’ll let you go.”
Myome looked off briefly but didn’t argue with me. She propped her phone up and muted me so she and Charm could do their girl talk and eat together. I muted my phone too so I could listen to music while I smoked and looked from her to Dashawn, back and forth. By the time he was done with business and waved me over, Myome had eaten almost everything off her plate.
“Good job, Twin. I’m proud of you. I gotta go though. I’ll see you later tonight.”
I watched Myome reach for her phone and unmute me.
“Okay. See you tonight.”
I winked at her then hung up and hopped out of the car.
Dashawn and I grabbed his packages, loaded the car, and headed back to the city. Instead of going home, we headed to the little spot Dashawn owned where he stored his stuff. We wentthrough his inventory together to make sure he had everything he’d paid for and organized it. Then I went with him to make a few drops.
By the time I finished, it was a little late but I headed to Myome’s place anyway. I took a quick shower in the guest bathroom then slipped into bed with her. She lay on her back with an arm above her head. When I flipped the covers back I saw she’d worn a cute little silk nightgown. I kissed her all along her face until she grumbled awake. Then I rested my forehead against hers, lifted her legs into the crook of my arms, and slowly slid right into her.
Myome gasped against my mouth and I tongued her down nastily as I slow stroked her right out of her sleep.
“Fuck, Drix.” Her eyes opened and she grabbed my face in both of her hands.
“I’ve got you.” I pushed myself all the way inside her. “I’ve got you, baby. Daddy’s home,” I said.
And I meant that shit.
Being buried in that good shit between Myome’s legs was a nigga’s home and somebody would have to kill me to make me come up off it, or her for that matter.
CHAPTER 15
MYOME
Itilted my head back and squeezed water into my mouth while Charm danced beside me. We were killing the choreography and I was getting more excited with each new combination we learned. At the pushing of Drix, I’d taken three whole days off instead of just one and had come back feeling better than ever and easily caught the choreo I’d missed.