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“I apologize if I missed something, but Heir has nothing to do with our agreement.”

I should’ve known right then that shit was deeper with Heir.

“Unfortunately, I agree,” he conceded. “And, unfortunately, I can’t control who she decides to fuck with. With that being said, don’t confuse my willingness to let Heir do what the fuck she wants to do, to me agreeing with that shit.”

“Good thing neither of us need ya approval.”

His face was seconds away from a snarl, but he suppressed it. “Be easy, McAroy. Be easy.”

As Adir walked away, I chuckled to myself. He was a crazy muthafucka, but so was I. And should it come down to it… May the craziest muthafucka win.

VONSHAE

The next morning, I woke up to an empty spot. I wasn’t a heavy sleeper, but Maja’s body was a drug that put me straight to sleep and kept me sleep all night. That was crazy, considering all I did was hold her.

Today would be a little different. Although the festivities were far from over, now that Maja was comfortable, it was time for me to get to know her. She walked out of the bathroom fully dressed and clouding the air with her delicate, floral scent. Sitting up, I scrubbed my hands over my face to play off the way my mouth hung open. She wore nothing fancy, just denim shorts and a simple white T-shirt.

“Good morning,” she spoke. Her cheeks were stained from a blush. If I thought teasing her about blushing for me again wouldn’t have sent her back into a cave, I would’ve commented on it.

Instead, I replied, “Mornin’, baby. You feel rested?”

She nodded and came to sit on the edge of the bed. “What’s on the agenda for the day?”

Leaning over, I laid my head in her lap and wrapped my arms around her midsection. She chuckled and placed her hand on my scruffy cheek. This was our first morning together, and it felt too natural not to have more of this. I hadn’t even washed my face, but she didn’t care. This was growing old love type shit. Her skin smelled good, and her thighs were soft as hell.

“I’m kind of feeling like we should ditch everybody and spend the day by the lake,” I stated.

She shook her head. “Nope. You brought me here to have a good time with your people, and that’s what I’m going to do. Now, get your heavy ass off me, get up, and get dressed. I smell bacon, so that means your uncle is throwing down on the grill.”

I burst out laughing. “You ditchin’ me for some food?”

“I sure am,” she replied without missing a beat.

I held her tighter and said, “We’re supposed to be bonding.”

“We can bond over a plate of whatever your uncle is cooking with that bacon.”

Cackling, I rolled off her and stood from the bed. “Aight, I got you. Don’t complain that I don’t want to snuggle wit’ you.”

She smacked her teeth. “There’s plenty of time…” Her words trailed off as if she caught herself about to say something that she didn’t want to reveal.

“See, you fuck wit’ me,” I teased her.

She turned her gaze from me to hide a smile and shook her head. “You don’t play fair at all. You knew bringing me here would soften me up some.”

Shrugging, I admitted, “I prayed that it would work.”

We stared into each other’s eyes for a few beats until the squealing noises of kids interrupted us.

“This is genuine, Maja,” I stated. “I’m not gon’ let what I do for a living come between us. Now, if you get to know me, and I’m not what you want in a man, then we can move accordingly.”

She tilted her head at me, and her eyebrows slightly rose. “So, you’d let me walk away without any further contact?”

“I didn’t say all that,” I replied. “I said we could move accordingly.”

“Which translates to what, Von?”

“It translates to we go to couples counseling and figure that shit out,” I clarified.