started calling me all hours of the night. She had her uncle threaten to shoot me and shit if I didnât return her calls. So I learned never to give my number out again. It has nothing personal to do with you, baby. And like I said, it is not to hurt you. You are something special to me. But I need you to respect my bachelorhood.â
âSo what exactly are you saying, and where exactly in your life as a bachelor does that leave me? âCause I thought we had something and this was going to be more than just sex.â I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach.
Then Kendraâs words came back to me . I really wasnât shit to him.
âWe do, but maybe youâre confused on what it is. Itâs not exclusive, Allure, and if I have come across like it is, Iâm sorry.â
What he said hurt, but I bit on my lip so he didnât see it tremble. âYou never once said you wanted anything other than what I wanted, Lavante. Never once, so to tell me this now after everything, after sharing my body with you and investing feelings ... Itâs not fair.â He had seriously misled me. Made it seem like he wanted to be my man, when he really didnât want to. Whereas I wanted someone who wanted to be with me just as much as I wanted to be with him, in a committed relationship. Someone to stick around, want to be there, help me fix things around the house, go to the movies with, and eventually be in Sierraâs life. I didnât think that was going to be difficult to find in Lavante, being that he was older and already established.
âI didnât mean to hurt you. Let me make it up to you by doing things differently.â
I pursed my lips. The harm had already been done, and it didnât sound like he wanted to offer me any type of commitment. He seemed pretty adamant about his bachelorhood . Still, I asked, âHow are you going to do that?â
âLet me take you out again. Spend some time with you, Allure.â He hugged me close.
I felt myself melting. During the time that I had ignored him, I had missed him. In the amount of time we had been seeing each other, I had developed feelings for him that wouldnât go away, and when he was not around, I had a serious void that also wouldnât go away and had me up at night. I needed a man in my life, bottom line. However I could get one. I knew I deserved more, but I didnât want to take the risk of pushing Lavante away and being by myself again. I didnât want to start seeing someone new. With what I had been through with Greg, and now with this new mess with Lavante, who knew what else I would be put through? There was a sea of vultures out there, which I wanted no parts of. Maybe I can get over what Lavante did and start over, I thought. But I didnât want to start over.
That was when Sierra walked back up to us. She had four different boxes of cereal. âMommy, I couldnât decide.â One of them dropped out of her arms.
âLet me help you, sweetheart,â Lavante said gently.
She stared at him with mistrusting eyes, like she had done to the guy at the gas station. A cock blocker for real. âThank you,â she whispered, her eyes still slits.
âNo problem, pretty girl.â
âMommy, can I look at the candy snacks?â
âGo ahead.â
She rolled her eyes at him and walked a few feet away from us.
âShe acts just like you,â he joked.
âI donât want to be hurt, Lavante, so if thatâs whatâs up your sleeve, then you need to step off.â
He kissed me and chuckled afterward. âIâm not out to hurt you, Allure.â
I let him, like a dumb ass. I didnât want to be a dumb ass, but being anything other than that wasnât going to help my heart. Despite his lack of width, length, and girth, I liked Lavante. I had invested something in him that I was having a hard time getting over.
âIâll call you later, and answer
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