Page 105 of It’s The Dawg In Him For Me

I nodded slowly, trying to keep the tension I had in my body.

“Yes…I…do…Rosama,” I said, getting lost staring into his eyes.

“Tell me this?” he said, licking his lips. “You was gonna give that Harlem nigga my pussy?”

I tilted my head to the side. “How you know that nigga was from Harlem?”

We laughed together.

“’Cause I could tell by how the clown dressed. Now answer my question. You was gonna give that Harlem nigga my pussy?”

I exhaled hard. “Noo,” I said under my breath.

“Huh?” he shot back. “I can’t hear you.”

“No, I wasn’t gonna give that Harlem nigga your pussy.”

“Why not? Because…”

“Because it’s your pussy,” I finished his sentence.

Rosama let go of my hands as he kissed me, and I naturally wrapped them around his neck.

Once we pulled away from each otha, we smiled.

“I am sorry, baby girl. I have played with a lot of bitches, but I neva played about you.”

“Is there anything else you need to tell me, Rosama? Anything else you are hiding from me? This is your chance to tell me now.”

Rosama shook his head as he held on to me tighter.

“No, baby girl, I have nothin’ else to tell you.”

“Because if I forgive you this time, if anything else happens, I promise you I will make your heart hurt.”

He smiled at me. “Princess, it’s nothing I need to tell you. We are locked in.”

I rolled my eyes as we kissed again.

“What happened to Blaze?” I asked him.

He smirked. “What do you think happened to Blaze?”

I laughed, figuring he did that nigga dirty.

“I missed you, though,” he expressed. “Real talk, this shit made me realize how I don’t want to be without you in my life.”

I felt butterflies in my stomach. “And what are you goin’ to do about that?”

Rosama paused for a second before he responded.

“I’ma step correct behind you, no more fuck ups, and that’s my word.”

I nodded, agreeing with him. “You sure are. I don’t care if ya birthday is comin’ up, show me you bout me.”

Rosama took me to his room and catered to me for the rest of the day, and there aren’t enough words to express how much my body missed him.

After he had fucked the shit outta me, and we were layin’ in bed, Rosama pulled me into him.