Grinning at them, I reach out and give them both a tickle.
“So, do we have to worry about Tiny leaving you again or you acting like a motherfucker to her?” Ryder mumbles.
“No one has to worry about Tiny leaving me. Her and I may have had arguments in the past, but I’ve never spoken to her the way I did last night. She didn’t deserve it and I know it. I can’t say that if I knew about her past if I would do anything different. I overreacted when I should’ve been showing her support,” I mutter, shaking my head in the process.
“Then we forget this part of the conversation happened. Just don’t fuck things up with her.” Ryder shrugs.
“I don’t intend to do anything to mess up my life with her. Now let me get these two to the room. She’ll be ready to wake up soon.”
“Why is she asleep? You wear her out already?” Tyres chuckles.
“Nope, my ol’ lady passed out almost the minute her head hit the pillow thanks to her night of walking to town,” I grumble, standing to my feet.
I don’t listen for a response to my comment and it’s a good thing since no one had one.
“Church in a little bit, I’ll be there otherwise let me know if anyone needs anything until then,” I order as I lift one kid then the other out of their highchairs.
Holding both my twins in my arms, I head to my room and my ol’ lady. Until church later, I intend to spend it with my family.
Chapter Ten
Chains
“You’re gonna stay in the room, right?” I ask Tiny, not wanting to leave her alone right now with the fear she might disappear. I know she’s not gonna leave but having experienced that this morning the thought scares me and I’m not afraid to admit it.
The two of us spent the rest of the afternoon lying around the room after I came back in with the twins and woke her from her nap. If Fuse hadn’t texted stating he found something I wouldn’t leave until Fèlix showed for our meeting.
“I promise, Darren, the twins and I will stay in here. I’m still exhausted and just want to stay in our room. Besides, I don’t know if I can face them all yet after what I did last night,” she utters, her bottom lip quivering slightly.
“Bitsy, no one is going to say anything about it, and none of the ol’ ladies know what went on last night,” I assure her as I stroke the side of her arm. “I promise you, baby, you don’t need to feel ashamed about leaving the way you did after what I did to you. If anyone’s at fault here it’s me for making you feel you needed to leave in the first place. I fucked up royally and I’m grateful my ol’ lady could forgive me for what I did to her,” I murmur. Leaning forward, I press my forehead to Tiny’s. “I love you, Bitsy. You’ll never know how much I hate myself for the things I said to you.”
“I love you too, Darren. If I didn’t then I wouldn’t have come back. I’d always be there for our children, but I could never stay with you if I thought you would say something sweet to get me where you wanted then force me to do something I’d hate myself for,” she states without meeting my gaze.
“Bitsy, look at me,” I command, leaning back in order to fully see Tiny. I want her eyes on me for this next bit I’m about to say. As Tiny lifts her eyes to do as I told her to, I can see the shimmering glint of tears in them. “I will never fuckin’ make you do something that would cause you to hate yourself. Last night I shouldn’t have told you, you were going to get rid of the baby. I know my words were fucked and cut you deep, but I mean it Sloane Garnier, you didn’t come back to me, marry me, only for me to force an abortion on you.”
“I know,” she whispers, nodding.
“Good, now I’ve got to get out there, meet with Fuse then deal with Fèlix when he gets here. How about after my meeting I order us something and we continue the rest of the evening just the two of us?” I suggest, my mind automatically going straight to thoughts of Tiny under me as I sink my cock inside her tight sheath.
“That sounds good.” And that’s my woman for you, though her eyes still hold unshed tears she’s moving on. Which tells me we’ll be okay.
Nothing and no one is taking my ol’ lady from me.
I lean in and press my lips to Tiny’s soft ones. Her mouth parts for me in invitation, which I take without haste. My tongue mingles with hers as I cup the back of Tiny’s head. I deepen the kiss even further, my cock protesting behind my zipper as he wants out.
Tiny’s moans encourage me and though I know I need to leave to deal with shit, I want more of her. Moving, I position myself between her legs as I press her into the mattress with my cock centered against her panty clad pussy. I groan at the warmth I feel through my jeans.
Knocking on the door breaks through the haze.
Fuck. I need inside her.
“Yo, Prez, you comin’? Fuse asks from the other side of the door.
Motherfucker.
Breaking my mouth from Tiny, I don’t miss the whimpers of protests. “Sorry, baby, I gotta get out there,” I grumble.
Lifting myself partially, I tilt my head. “Yeah, I’ll be out in a minute,” I call out, needing a moment to regain my composure. Good thing the twins can sleep through anything as they don’t wake up to me raising my voice.
“This is the second time you’ve done this to me,” she mutters.
“Did what?” I ask,
