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“What you gone do?”
“Shid, whatever you need me to assist with.” I motioned for her to follow me as I attempted to give her a tour. Bubbles stopped and admired everything. “Damn!”
“What?”
“Nothing, I just love this.” Bubbles had walked over to the windows, looking out at the land behind my house. “It looks so peaceful. You ever just sit out there?” I looked out at the yard. I never thought much about it. The house was somewhere I could come and not have to deal with anybody I didn’t want to. That in itself was my peace.
“Sometimes.” She turned to look at me.
“What you be doing?”
“I don’t know. Whatever I feel like.”
“That’s a rich nigga answer.” She turned to look back outside and I loved how she could appreciate what I built.
“What you want me to say?”
“Something normal. You sit out there in your draws eating watermelon.” We both laughed.
“If that’s what you want me to do, I will. Whatever makes you happy, Stink.”
“Put some music on too. Not that ghetto shit. Some R&B slow jams.” Wrapping my arms around her, I looked out there trying to picture what she was seeing.
“That would depend on if you out there with me or not. A nigga ain’t just listening to slow ass music by himself.”
“Well, I guess you better make sure I’m here.” I kissed her on her neck, and we stood there for a while just staring into the yard. “Come on. I want to see the rest of the house.” I showed her the mancave, theatre, and dining room before heading upstairs. When she got to the last guest room, she looked at me puzzled. “You stay here by yourself?”
“Yeah.”
“This a lot of house for one person. You ever wanted a family?”
“Yeah, I don’t mind having a kid or two if that’s what you want. Or it can just be us. I’ll let you decide.” Bubbles smiled, and that shit had my dick jumping. I know she had a nigga, but I could tell she was picturing herself with me, and that’s all I needed. Women had a way of allowing their imagination to run wild. From the way she was watching everything, I knew she could see herself here.
“Maybe a dog. I don’t know about kids.”
“A dog?” I questioned, but the truth was, if she wanted Kujo running around this mufucka she could have it. As long as she was going to be here with it wiping the slob from its mouth.
“Somebody gotta keep us company in this big ass house.”
“You got me, and I got you. What else you need?”
“What you gone do when I’m watching TV and you getting on my nerves?”
“Get on your nerves some more. The fuck!” I shrugged.
“See, that’s why we need a dog.” I was amused at how she was saying all of this without a second thought. I just knew her smart mouth ass would have shut me down by now. So, I continued to entertain it. Even though she was fantasizing, it was teaching me things about her wants.
“What kind we getting, Stink?”
“A little one. Small enough I can carry around.” That figures.
“So you want a purse with legs?”
“Nigga, don’t talk about our dog like that.” Bubbles actually looked offended.
“We don’t even have one yet.”
“And you already being mean to it. Get your shit together.” I tried to walk toward her, but she put up her hand to stop me. “Don’t come over here trying to sweet talk me. You don’t like our dog.” Grabbing her anyway, I pulled her to me.
