me whenever he couldn’t get in touch with Moses. I just wanted the night to go by fast and get him out my house by the morning.
“My girl and her daughter is sleep, so be quiet when you come in the house,” I told him, without taking my eyes off the road.
“No doubt . I'm tired my damn self, so I’ll crash on the couch,” he replied, looking out the window.
“You gonna have to ‘cause her daughter took over the guest bedroom,” I laughed.
We pulled into the driveway and the whole house was pitch -black, just how Tiffany liked to sleep. She even turned off the kitchen lights. I walked in the house with Reshawn right behind me. I showed him the living room and went upstairs to get back in my comfy bed with my babe.
Chapter Nineteen
Tiffany
I woke up with the sun shining in my face. I was happy for two reasons that morning. I had slept all night without Madison waking me. I woke up next to Quint’s sexy ass. I smelled bacon and Quint was still in bed, so I knew that it was his family that he said was coming. I figured I would introduce myself, make Madison’s bottle, and my morning cup of coffee.
I put on Quint’s sweat shirt, a pair of leggings, and walked down the stairs. Whoever the guest was had finished cooking in the kitchen and had moved into the living room, so I stuck my head in the living room. I almost had a stroke at the sight of him on the couch.
H e must have been feeling the same way ‘cause if looks could kill I would’ve been dead.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” Reshawn asked, sitting up on the couch.
I didn’t have a response, I thought maybe I was hallucinating and he wasn’t really there, but when I heard him ask the same question again I knew I wasn’t. He was right there in the flesh.
“Shouldn’t I be asking you the same thing? Why the hell are you here?” I asked. Looking at him I could tell he was taking back from my bluntness but he continued with his usual dictator ways, always trying to take control of the situation.
“How you know Quinton?”
“That’s none of your business, when I left you, my business became just that, my busine-”
B efore I was able to get the rest of the sentence out, Reshawn jumped off the couch and hemmed me up against the wall, causing the lamp to fall to the floor and shatter.
I heard footsteps running across the floor upstairs and thanked God because I knew Quinton was on his way downstairs.
“What the fuck is going on down here ? Reshawn, get the fuck off my girl,” he yelled shoving Reshawn so hard he fell on his ass.
Reshawn got up and was ready to fight . I tried to stand in between the two, but Quinton pulled me behind him while looking at Reshawn with daggers in his eyes.
Before Reshawn could get the upper hand in , the fight Quinton rushed him and body slammed him on the floor making the floor shake. He started punching him and giving Reshawn rib shots.
Quinton and Reshawn were both over six feet and probably weighed about two hundred pounds, so my pushing and pulling wasn’t fazing them.
“Get off of him Quinton , please,” I screamed while punching his back.
I wasn’t defending Reshawn . I felt this ass whopping was well-deserved and he had earned every bit of it, but you can’t fight fire with fire and Quinton was just stooping down to his level.
Quinton finally got up and I called myself taking control of the situation, until he pulled me close to him and grabbed me by the waist, to let Reshawn know I was his.
“Fuck this shit . I aint with this. Yo, my man, just know when I catch you it’s over for you,” Reshawn threatened.
Quinton looked cool and calm.
“Nigga , I ain’t with the talking as you can see. If you wanna talk gun play you know where I’m at. Just don’t bring it to my front door. Now get the fuck out my house, punk ass bitch, and let Moses know I put the paws on ya ass,” Quinton said laughing, making Reshawn mad.
H e looked like he
“My girl and her daughter is sleep, so be quiet when you come in the house,” I told him, without taking my eyes off the road.
“No doubt . I'm tired my damn self, so I’ll crash on the couch,” he replied, looking out the window.
“You gonna have to ‘cause her daughter took over the guest bedroom,” I laughed.
We pulled into the driveway and the whole house was pitch -black, just how Tiffany liked to sleep. She even turned off the kitchen lights. I walked in the house with Reshawn right behind me. I showed him the living room and went upstairs to get back in my comfy bed with my babe.
Chapter Nineteen
Tiffany
I woke up with the sun shining in my face. I was happy for two reasons that morning. I had slept all night without Madison waking me. I woke up next to Quint’s sexy ass. I smelled bacon and Quint was still in bed, so I knew that it was his family that he said was coming. I figured I would introduce myself, make Madison’s bottle, and my morning cup of coffee.
I put on Quint’s sweat shirt, a pair of leggings, and walked down the stairs. Whoever the guest was had finished cooking in the kitchen and had moved into the living room, so I stuck my head in the living room. I almost had a stroke at the sight of him on the couch.
H e must have been feeling the same way ‘cause if looks could kill I would’ve been dead.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” Reshawn asked, sitting up on the couch.
I didn’t have a response, I thought maybe I was hallucinating and he wasn’t really there, but when I heard him ask the same question again I knew I wasn’t. He was right there in the flesh.
“Shouldn’t I be asking you the same thing? Why the hell are you here?” I asked. Looking at him I could tell he was taking back from my bluntness but he continued with his usual dictator ways, always trying to take control of the situation.
“How you know Quinton?”
“That’s none of your business, when I left you, my business became just that, my busine-”
B efore I was able to get the rest of the sentence out, Reshawn jumped off the couch and hemmed me up against the wall, causing the lamp to fall to the floor and shatter.
I heard footsteps running across the floor upstairs and thanked God because I knew Quinton was on his way downstairs.
“What the fuck is going on down here ? Reshawn, get the fuck off my girl,” he yelled shoving Reshawn so hard he fell on his ass.
Reshawn got up and was ready to fight . I tried to stand in between the two, but Quinton pulled me behind him while looking at Reshawn with daggers in his eyes.
Before Reshawn could get the upper hand in , the fight Quinton rushed him and body slammed him on the floor making the floor shake. He started punching him and giving Reshawn rib shots.
Quinton and Reshawn were both over six feet and probably weighed about two hundred pounds, so my pushing and pulling wasn’t fazing them.
“Get off of him Quinton , please,” I screamed while punching his back.
I wasn’t defending Reshawn . I felt this ass whopping was well-deserved and he had earned every bit of it, but you can’t fight fire with fire and Quinton was just stooping down to his level.
Quinton finally got up and I called myself taking control of the situation, until he pulled me close to him and grabbed me by the waist, to let Reshawn know I was his.
“Fuck this shit . I aint with this. Yo, my man, just know when I catch you it’s over for you,” Reshawn threatened.
Quinton looked cool and calm.
“Nigga , I ain’t with the talking as you can see. If you wanna talk gun play you know where I’m at. Just don’t bring it to my front door. Now get the fuck out my house, punk ass bitch, and let Moses know I put the paws on ya ass,” Quinton said laughing, making Reshawn mad.
H e looked like he
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