In Spite of the Bosset Life(50)

“Bae, I want you to eat a little something. C’mon please,” said Ace, kissing my cheek. “Mook Mook, you gotta feed my baby. Something happens, I’m gonna be sick! Eat something.” He had made several attempts to get me to eat all morning. He had a plate of eggs, fruit, toast, and my favorite apple juice right in front of me. I groaned and moved the tray over. I put the cover over my head.

“Ace, my stomach hurt,” I said, whining under the covers. He rubbed my leg and slowly moved the blanket down.

“I know but you gotta eat,” said Ace, getting in the bed. He put the pineapple to my lips and I bite it. He smiled and looked relieved. He cut the toast up like I was baby and fed it to me. “Look at you eating for daddy,” said Ace, smiling.

“M’Acesyn,” I said, trying not to laugh. I moved the tray to the bottom of the bed.

“You and yo daughter sleep wild as f*ck,” said Ace, rubbing his shoulder.

“No. How about you and yo daughter fight all night on who sleeps closer to me? Y’all be all over me.”

“She not gonna be sleeping with us every night. You gotta put a stop to that. She always wants to be up under you.”

“Dat’s my baybee, Ace. She love her momma. Ain’t nothing wrong with dat,” I said, laying down looking at Ace.

“Still. We about to have another baby and he ain’t gon be acting like Majesty. Two spoil kids? Hell no. You gotta get that to chill. Majesty is gon be a mess for real...she be messing shit up. Straight cock blocking.”

“Don’t say my daughter a cock blocker,” I said, giving him a soft mouth shot. He bit my hand. I hit him again. He actually left teeth marks on my fingers.

“Naw, for real...All seriousness Koì. I been needing to tell you some shit... You and my Momma need to have a sit down. Y’all not speaking is not cool. I don’t like that. Y’all both mean so much to me. I can’t stand y’all acting like this much longer.”

“She don’t want to talk to ME. I have no problem with your mother. She stopped speaking to me. So did all yo sisters. Momma Dukes doesn’t answer my calls, so apparently she doesn’t want to talk Ace. I’m not about to stress myself over your mother or sisters. It’s just not gonna happen.”

“What happened? Y’all use to be so close. You really gon let some little shit break y’all up? We can discuss my sisters later. This about my momma yo.”

“Ace, I don’t know what she telling you but I know what I feel and get when I see her. She mad and I’m gon let her be mad. I don’t have dat type of time. I’m pregnant and Majesty is my priority.”

“What about me? Your husband? Just go see her. I want whatever going on to stop. And what’s this Majesty couldn’t go with her? You wasn’t letting my momma see my child?”

“I’m gon tell you like I told everybody else. My child will never go anywhere dat I can’t contact the caregiver. If I can’t call to check up on my child, then she not going. I don’t care. Majesty is mines. So, you can gone with dat one.” Ace just sighed deeply. He knew I was right. No one was going to keep my baby and not answer when I call just to check up on her. That wasn’t right. The twins, every blue moon, did see Majesty and had no problem answering when I called to speak with my baby. “Ace, I didn’t keep her from her. Kash or Nola always made sure she got to see your mother. Your sisters too. I’m not no grimy bitch using my daughter as a f*cking pawn.”

“I know Koì... you gon talk to her? I really want her to be around for the pregnancy.”

“I’m the one pregnant, Ace. She stopped answering my calls. No Ace. I’m not doing it. You can call me childish or whateva. I really just don’t care right now.”

“Okay fine. Just know it’s done,” said Ace, leaving it alone. It was silent in the room. “What about my sisters?”

“They only coo when we on good terms or when I’m helping them out. They loyalty lies with you, not me. They don’t care dat we married. They don’t treat me like we married, so I’m not about to treat them like they my sisters.”

“Well, you my wife and they my sisters. I love all y’all. Just want shit right, ya feel me?”

“Yeah,” I said sighing. It got quiet and Ace changed the conversation. I could tell the conversation was sensitive to him. He loved me, his sisters, and his mother with all his heart.

“You feel better?”

“Yeah,” I said, lying Ace back. I still had my morning duties to tend to. His hands found their way to my ass and I gazed in his eyes. I kissed his lips softly as he gripped my ass.

“You talking to my momma and my sisters,” said Ace, sternly.

“Okay Ace. Stop talking to me like dat. I don’t like dat,” I said irritated.

“What you about to do?”

“Suck yo dick if you don’t mind,” I said sexually.

“I don’t...Suck my dick baby.” I made my way down and pulled down his grey sweat pants. His dick looked so good. I put soft kisses down his shaft. His balls were shaved, so I had no problem with kissing them too. Instead of starting by putting his dick in my mouth, I tried a different approach. I put them balls in. I spit right on them and started sucking and pulling.

“Man,” said Ace, looking at me like I was a complex science project. I finally put his limp dick in my mouth. I sucked until it got rock hard.