Once Aubree showed up to the house, she started cooking. She made hamburgers and French fries. That was the best burger, I've ever had. She can cook, take care of herself, make good money, my daughter likes her. 10's across the board!

Now we're chilling in her basement while the girls are playing with Ariel's toys. This little girl basically had everything from Toys R Us, RIP to my nigga Geoffrey the Giraffe by the way. You too young if you don't know what I'm talking about.

But anyway now I'm sitting here clowning Aubree's braids that was under her wig. I can't believe she sitting in front of me with the Meek Mill nappy braids. Well they ain't nappy I just can't believe she took her wig off.

I tugged one of her braids.

"Chris mooooove." She pushed me.

"Nigga you just straight snatched that shit off in front of me."

"It was itching, I had to take it off. I still look cute with my braids so fuck you."

"At least you ain't walking around with a short Afro under there."

"What if I pulled off my wig and that was the case, what would you have done?"

"Packed up me and my daughter shit and bounced. Our hair can not to be the same length. I like to pull on shit when I'm fucking." I grabbed her braids and pulled her head back then kissed her jawline then her neck.

She pulled back, looking at me while biting on her bottom lip. "Oh do you?"

"Yeah so you better get some of that shit chicks use to stick weave to their head or take those braids out."

"I'll see what I can do."

"Good."

"What happened to your lip? You never told me."

I pulled at it then looked at her. "My dad did it earlier."

"Why?"

"He's stupid, it's cool though. It ain't the first time and it probably won't be the last as long I keep pissing him off."

"What you mean?"

"My dad wants me to be this evil cold hearted person and he wants me to only focus on his 'business' but that's not what I wanna focus on, I have other things going on in my life. I never wanted to any of this, but it's too late especially after me going to jail."

"It's never too late."

"I'm a felon Aubree, I can't work for nobody."

"Work for yourself."

"Doing what though? I don't know what I want to do I'm just tired of being the bad guy."

"You're not a bad guy."

"I am, you don't know half the shit I've done. And all because my dad wanted to force this life on me. I shouldn't even be a felon that was a- never mind."

She rubbed my shoulder. "You'll figure something out."

"Hope so." I picked at my jeans. "So I haven't got seen your brothers today."

"Jermaine found a job so he works after school and you won't see Jeremiah at all."

"He moved out?"

She nodded. "After you left, I told him to go to sleep and sober up thinking that'll make him come to his senses but he woke up crazy the next morning. Jermaine tried to calm him down but it was no hope. I don't know what happened to him but he was never this problematic. He's always ran his mouth but treating me like I'm the bad guy was something he never used to do. Without me he'd be god knows where. It's just all crazy so I gave him his half of the money from my dad, he was supposed to get it on his 18th birthday but I was waiting for them to graduate and everything so they wouldn't have to work through college."

"That had to be a lot of money."

"It was, my dad made sure that all of us were well taken care of if anything were to happen. I just hope Jeremiah is spending his wisely. Probably not but." She shrugged. "I got him this far."

"Yeah I know it's probably killing you though but you did what you were supposed to do."

Aubree batted away the tears in her eyes.

"Let's watch a movie or something." I suggested.

"Okay, like what?"

"Something funny." I grabbed the remote and scrolled through her movies, then decided on Step-Brothers."

"Boats and hoes."

"Yeah, that's my shit."

"I want my family to be like the oldest brothers, practicing songs and shit on the way to family gatherings."

"That nigga wife was a mess." I got comfortable, laying on her chest. She started messing with my ear. I guess she trying to put me to sleep. I love when my scalp getting rubbed or somebody messing with my ear. "I can get used to this." I looked up at her.

"Good."

My eyes slowly peeled open and I looked at the TV screen in front of me which was black. I looked down at Chris who was snoring. Lifting up I wrist, I glanced at my Apple Watch to look at the time.

"Oh my gosh." It's 3:14am. I shook Chris waking him up. His left eye opened, then his right and then he looked up at me. "It's late, like really late."

He sat up rubbing his eyes. "What time is it?"

"3:14."

"Damn." He stood up and stretched. "Where's the girls?"

I looked around and they weren't down here. "I don't know." I climbed off the couch and rushed upstairs with Chris behind me. We got up to the second floor and I walked to Ariel's room and opened the door. They were in Ariel's bed knocked out. Ari even gave Ro some pajamas.

"Let me Get her out of here." He started to walk over to them but I stopped him.

"No, it's late. Just let her sleep."

Chris looked at me and smirked. "You asking me to spend the night?"

"No, just Royalty." I laughed then turned and walked up my room.

"So you gone kick me out this late? It's wild out there, what if somebody get me?"

"You're a big boy, I'm sure you can handle yourself."

"Oh okay."

"I'm kidding, you can stay. The basement is all yours."

"Aubree."

"We talked about dirty clothes in my bed." I walked into my closet and changed into my night shirt and tied up my hair. When I walked back into my room, Chris was sitting on bed going through his phone. Only in his briefs. His back is covered in tattoos. The one inside the triangle definitely looked like it hurt, Royalty's little face is super adorable. But my favorite is the indigo on his face.

It gives him more edge and its sexy as hell. I can tell from the triangles and the picture inside the one on his back and the indigo tattoo, he's spiritual. He talks about vibes and energy often. I like it.

"Fuck man!" He tossed his phone next to him then put his head in his head.

I climbed on the bed and crawled over to him, placing soft kisses up his back until I reached the back of his neck. Then I wrapped my arms around him. "You okay?" I asked.

He looked over his shoulder at me then straight ahead. "Yeah, I'm good."

"Okay." I kissed the back of his neck again then laid down. He stood up and grabbed his phone, powered it off and placed it on one of the shelves by my TV.

When he turned around my heart almost jumped out of my chest. This man is not humaaaan! He climbed in bed next to me then leaned over and kissed me. When he tried to pulled I grabbed his face and deepened the kiss. He let out a deep chuckle before slowly climbing on top of me.

Yaaaaaassss, give me the D!!!

I opened my legs so that he can get between them as he slid his tongue into my mouth.

This kiss was Sex by itself. Pulling on his bottom lip, I smiled as it made the popping noise. He did the same to mine then lightly bit it.

He was taking too long to get out of those briefs so I started pushing them down. But he grabbed my arms and placed them over my head.

"Let's go to sleep Aubree."

I shook my head and started attacking hips lips again then used my foot to push his briefs down.

Chris laughed while pulling them back up. "Not yet baby." He said before kissing me again. "Let's go to bed."

"I'm not sleepy anymooore." I whined while his tongue moved up my neck causing my eyes to roll back. "So help me go to sleep."

He sat up and looked at me.

Hope I'm not making myself look easy? Let me chill.

"Usually I would be all for giving you what you want but I just don't want to rush things. I want us to get to know each other more, let me show you a good time, let you know that I'm not out here trying to bullshit you. I really want us to work."

Can I marry him? Somebody pass me a ring.

"Just be patient, I promise when the time comes you won't be disappointed." He continued.

"I'll be patient, or try to be. If I sexually harass you don't get mad, you shouldn't be so fucking sexy."

He laughed then laid next to me and pulled me closer. "I could get used to this."

"Me too."

"I know you still worried because you're my PO but ima work something out. I don't wanna have to hide you."

That hasn't even crossed my mind today. Why couldn't we have met under different circumstances? I know if he gets another PO, they might not look out for him the way I have.

That makes this so much harder.

"We'll figure something out." I said before kissing him again.

At least I hope we do.