She Fell For A Boss: An Urban Love Tale (13 page)

“And you’re rude as hell, and I’m going to break you of that. That’s a promise, Miego,” Yami mocked him, which made him smile.

She was just what he needed, and regardless of what she was thinking, she was going to be his.

“Good luck trying, but that shit ain't changing for nobody. Not even you.”

Yami let out a frustrated sigh before she snuggled up to her daughter, but she smiled thinking about him. He was definitely a handful, but there was something about him that already had her hooked.

“Damn, can I get a good night or some shit like that? And your ass got the nerve to call me rude.” Yami laughed because she could hear the smile in his voice. He was always doing the most, which was definitely a change from what she was used to.

“Good night, Miego.”

“Man, say that shit like you mean it.”

Yami sat up and crawled over her daughter, pecked him on the lips, and then crawled back to her side to lay down again.

“Good night,” she said softly before she snuggled up to Ray.

“Got me begging and shit. That ain't even me, shorty. Take your ass to sleep.”

Again, Yami smiled as she closed her eyes. Miego’s cologne traveled across Ray’s body and tickled her nose. The thought of him that close to her had her fighting with temptation, but she struggled through it. The room fell silent, and just like that, she was out.

M
iego woke up the next morning with his chest feeling weighted. He opened his eyes and smiled when he looked down and found Ray’s little body balled up on his chest. Her thumb was in her mouth while her tiny body was snuggled against his. He lifted his hand, letting it glide across her cheek, and she squirmed a little and slid her arm around his neck. Yami was next to them snoring lightly with her back against his side since Ray had forced him to his back at some point during the night. He felt bad because he had every intention of making it to his room, but at some point, he must have fallen asleep and never made it.

He didn't want to wake her, but he had to pee, so he carefully moved her little body off his chest and scooted over enough for Ray to snuggle up to her mother before he pulled the covers back and stood. Watching the two of them had him smiling. It felt weird as hell waking up to both Yami and Ray, but not in a bad way. He knew he could easily get used to that.

When Miego returned from the bathroom, Yami was up, but still lying in bed where he’d left her. Her hand moved through her daughter’s hair, which was all over the place, as she lay face to face with her. After realizing Miego was in the room with her again, she looked up at him and smiled.

“What time do you have class?” Miego asked, pulling the covers back and positioning his body behind Yami.

Like always, he began moving his hands across her body as he pressed his against hers, looking over her shoulder so he could see Ray.

“Ten and one fifteen.”

“I’ight bet, I’ll drop you off, and after that, we need to swing by and check out this place. Don't think I’m gon’ have your little ass up in shit like this every night,” Miego joked.

“I don't expect anything from you.”

“You need to because I have a list of shit that I expect from you. Some morning head is at the top of that list,” he teased but was being halfway serious.

“Can you please be serious?” Yami rolled her eyes.

“Shit, shorty, I’m serious as fuck, but we have time for that. What about Ray, where is she going? Does she go to daycare or some shit like that?”

“Yeah, but Yaz usually takes her and picks her up. Shit, Yaz, I know she’s flipping out.” Yami popped up and shoved Miego away from her body.

Her sudden movement caused Ray to stir and then open her eyes. She sat up and crawled to Yami, who was now sitting on the edge of the bed. Ray worked her way into her lap while Yami reached for her phone.

“Chill, she knows where you are. Well, maybe not where you are, but she knows you’re with me,” Miego said as he stood and walked over to his bag. He lifted it and dropped it on the bed, not really concerned with the way that Yami was flipping out.

“What do you mean she knows who I’m with?” Yami asked, realizing that she had two texts from her sister, one that said
call me
and the other said,
I hope you know what you’re doing.

“I didn't know how to find you, so I went to her place first. She tried talking some bullshit about you not fucking with me, and I told her you were grown and to mind her own business.”

Yami looked down at Ray, who was lying against her chest with her eyes closed. “That’s my sister, Miego. My business is her business, and she’s just worried about me. Why would you do that?”

“Man, shorty, you grown. You’re a got damn mother to your own child, so why the fuck you need somebody else telling you how to live your life? Caring is one thing, but her telling you who you can and can't be with is a whole other story. Do you want to be here?”

He stopped what he was doing and peered at her as he waited. His stare was intense, but she wasn't intimidated.

“Yeah, but it's not that simple.”

“The fuck it ain't. It's that simple, you just want to complicate shit, but it's cool. Yo, get dressed so we can leave, I have a few things to take care of.”

With his jeans and shirt tossed over his shoulder and his bag in one hand, Miego walked to the bathroom and slammed the door, which made her jump a little. She knew he was mad, but she didn't really understand why. It wasn't his place to check her sister so he could be mad all he wanted. Either way, he was wrong.

Miego and Yami didn't really say much to each other until he took her to drop Ray off at her daycare, and even then it was just him asking questions about where to go and her instructing him to wait while she took Ray inside. Ray insisted on giving him a hug before Yami took her into her daycare, which made Miego smile. She had his heart already, now if he could just get her mother to cooperate, things would be on point.

On the way to Yami’s school, they made small talk, but he was still annoyed, so he mostly kept quiet. He had very little control of his temper and didn't want to say anything to make the situation worse. Yami watched him, and he knew she wanted to say something, but didn't. Even after he reached her campus, she told him she would text him when she was done with class and that was it. Miego just nodded and waited for her to shut the door.

He was coming back to get her, but he needed a minute to clear his head and figure out what he was doing. He couldn't fuck with Yami if she was going to be back and forth with him, and he knew that was exactly what would happen if her sister stayed in her ear. Hell, she was already on the damn fence, and that was the last thing he needed.

Miego understood her situation and the fact that she and Black shared a child would most definitely complicate things for both of them, but all he wanted was to make her life easier. She deserved that. There was just something about her that he couldn't really explain just yet, but whatever it was, it was pulling at his conscience in a way that told him that she was the one. She was what he needed, and that feeling alone had him wanting to lock things down and make sure she never had to question or doubt if she was with the right person ever again. Miego was going to be that for her, but, for now, he just needed to convince her to give him a chance.

Miego made the drive downtown to check in with Karlin since she had left him several messages last night telling him that he needed to come see her right away, but he had Yami heavy on his mind. If he had plans on locking things down with her, he damn sure had to get Karlin under control. She was potentially going to be a problem.

Karlin was on some bullshit because his visits were set up to be once a month, and it damn sure hadn't been a month since he last saw her. All that meant was that she was about to try and cash in on the privileges that she was giving him. He planned to make it clear to her that she wasn't running shit though because when it was all said and done, he was going to be the only one calling the shots in his life.

Regardless of the fact that she could potentially fuck him over at any time if she really wanted to be on some fuck shit, he wasn't about to give in to that. At some point, he would have to give her what she wanted at least once to get her under control, but that was going to be on his terms. He didn't really mind because Karlin was worth it, but then there was Yami. Even with her indecisive ass not knowing what she wanted, he still knew he was rocking with her, so fucking Karlin wasn't really the move. It was just a necessary evil.

After he made it to her office downtown and was escorted back to see her, he sat down next her desk, leaned back, and stared at her. She wore a scowl and leaned back in her chair too.

“The fuck you need, Karlin?”

“You can check that attitude, Miego. If I call, you need to answer. As your parole officer—”

“Man, cut that bullshit. It damn sure ain't like you’re doing shit by the rules, so kill all that. The fuck you want, man? I got shit to do, and I’m not supposed to see you for another month.”

“So you’re fucking with Yami, huh?” she snapped, seeping with jealousy.

He raised his eyebrows and looked right at her. “Where did you hear that shit from?” He knew better than to admit to anything.

“I just heard. Is it true?”

Miego let a grin surface “You called me down here to ask me who I’m fucking, Karlin? Damn, you about to make me go back to that fat muthafucker I had before you. At least he didn't care about my damn personal life.”

“Don't get cute. I can send your ass back to jail.”

“Oh yeah, and I can make you lose your got damn job. Don't get shit twisted. You have secrets too. Like the fact that you want me to fuck you to keep me out of jail.”

Karlin sucked her teeth and stood. She walked around Miego and shut her door before locking it.

“Well, since you know what your freedom cost, then you shouldn’t have a problem paying, right?”

Miego watched as Karlin’s hand moved under the skirt she was wearing and reached for her panties, which made their way down her legs and hit the floor. She hiked her skirt up enough to give him a clear view as she stood in front of him with a lustful stare. He instantly got hard watching her standing in front of him, exposed.

“Man, gone, I’m not fucking you in here. I’ll have your ass hollering and all these people in this damn office will be at that door trying to see if I’m killing your ass.” Miego waved her off, but he kept his eyes on her exposed body.

“You let me worry about that. She reached for his jeans and began unbuckling his belt. He let her but then grabbed her hands to stop her once she found what she was looking for.

“Karlin, I said no. I don't have no damn condoms, and I ain't about to hit that shit without one. That’s dead.” He was really fighting the urge to be inside her with everything he had, but being around Yami all night had him in need of a release.

She smiled. “I got you.”

Karlin walked over to her desk, pulled it open, and retrieved a box of condoms. “I figured these would fit.”

Miego chuckled at the condom she handed him, which he ripped open and rolled down before Karlin climbed on his lap.

“Damn, I forgot how good this felt,” she said as she scrunched up her face, feeling him so deep in her that it hurt more than it felt good.

“You wanted this shit, now you got it,” Miego said, holding her in place.

She smiled and began to slowly move. Miego could see her struggling, so he took over and began thrusting his hips upward to help her out. She bit her lip, closed her eyes, and tried to match his movement.

“Fuck, Miego, damn, I missed this.”

“Trust me, baby, I know.”

He wasn’t in the mood for a conversation so he thrust his hips enough to give her a reason to stop talking and then took care of business. Not long after, they both had what they wanted out of the deal, and Miego was ready to go. He could tell that Karlin expected him to entertain her, but this wasn't a social connection for him.

“I got that.” Karlin grabbed some tissue off her desk and went to remove the condom, but Miego snatched the tissue from her hands.

“Nah, I got it.”

He took care of the condom, wrapped it in the tissue, and kept it in his hand while he fixed his clothes. He knew how females were on bullshit trying to trap a guy, and he damn sure wasn't about to get caught up in that. The only female who would get his seed was one he wanted to have his child, and that damn sure wasn't Karlin.

“Just so we’re clear. This shit right here… It ain't happening again. You wanna send me back to jail, do that shit, or at least try. But I promise you, that’s a problem you don't want. Jail or not, you know what I’m capable of. Do your fucking job. Process my shit and make me look good on paper and we won't have any problems.”

Karlin looked at him like he had just insulted her. “You don’t call the shots, and I see you brought your ass down here when I called. If you know what’s best, you better make sure it happens like that every time.”

Miego laughed arrogantly. “Let me clear some shit up for you. I’m here because I needed your ass to understand your position. I fucked you because I needed some easy pussy to tide me over and didn't want to work for it. That’s it, you were just something to do until Yami is ready to let me lay up in her shit. That’s it, ma, just a quick nut. None of this shit is about whether or not I feel like you’re dumb enough to try and get me locked up again.” He laughed. “You ain't crazy, but trust me on this, call me again on some bullshit about me going back to jail, and I’ll show you how crazy I am.”

Miego walked to the door and glanced at Karlin with a grin before he unlocked the door and opened it.

“Miego, you ain't shit, you really ain't shit.”

“You wasn't saying that when I was just up in your chest, now were you?”

He winked at her, walked out, and hit the hallway. He found the nearest trash can and dropped the tissue that held the condom he used in it and then hit the door to leave the building.

Miego wasn't really worried about Karlin. He meant what he said and she knew it. If she tried some fuck shit, then she would be handled. As of now, all that mattered was that he released some tension and was ready to deal with Yami’s indecisive ass, at least for right now anyway.

He hopped in his ride and headed to his mom’s spot to shower and change. Miego knew that he couldn't be around Yami smelling like he had just rolled up out of another female. He also knew his mom was likely flipping out because he hadn't been around in a minute. Since he had things in place with Yami, he needed to let her know that he was about to get his own spot. As much as Ginette knew it was coming, that was a conversation she had been avoiding, but he needed to have.