When Bae's a Boss 2 Page 2

  “You left the cop in the room?” Maleek asked.

  “Yeah, Diego supposed to be handling that shit for me. Speaking of the devil, here this nigga is calling me now.”

  “Speak,” I said into my phone.

  “We have a problem,” Diego said, causing me to frown.

  “What the fuck is the problem?” I asked, feeling my nerves going bad.

  “He got away.”

  “What the fuck you mean he got away?!”

  “I left to make sure everyone was straight, and when I came back to finish up the job, he was gone.”

  “Why the fuck did you leave!!?” I yelled.

  “It was too hot and I had to check in,” he said, letting me know he had to bribe the front desk clerk with some money to cover our tracks.

  “Fuck! You should have called someone to help you!”

  “I’mma get him.”

  “You better, or it’s your ass,” I said before hanging up the phone.

  “He got away?” Maleek asked.

  “Yes, man, fuck!” I snapped, kicking a chair over.

  “Calm down, bruh. We’ll handle this shit,” Maleek replied.

  “This some bullshit!” I snapped, before storming out of the room.

  ****

  I sat in my car, smoking a joint, waiting for Tiny’s ass. Today was the day of her appointment and I was making it my business to go with her. This would be my first time seeing her since she got discharged, so I had to ease my mind with a blunt in order to deal with her ass. I wanted to question her ass about Elias but decided to wait until after the doctor’s appointment.

  “Hey,” she said, getting in the car.

  “What’s up?” I replied.

  “Where you been?” she asked.

  “Handling business,” I replied.

  “Why do I feel like you’re avoiding me?”

  “Tiny, so much shit going on. I just needed some fresh air, iight?” I said before turning the volume up on the radio.

  When we arrived at the doctor, Tiny checked in and took a seat a few chairs away from me. I could tell by now she was pissed; hell, I was pissed too. I didn’t want to put myself in a position where my anger took over and I laid hands on Tiny, so I decided to stay away until I calmed down a bit. I wasn’t going to front; being without her was hard, but thinking about her with that nigga further pissed me off.

  “Tineah,” the nurse called Tiny, causing us both to stand up.

  We followed the nurse to a back room where she took Tiny’s vitals, checked her weight, then handed her a cup to urinate in. While Tiny was handling her business, I looked around at all the different pregnancy posters that were on the walls. I didn’t get to experience this with my kids, so I was excited about going through the stages. Grabbing my phone, I took pictures of all the information so I could read up on it later.

  “There are pregnancy books that have all that information in there,” the nurse said as she walked in the room.

  “I rather read from my phone,” I replied.

  “I’m sure you can find some eBooks on your Kindle.”

  “This straight,” I replied, looking over at Tiny who had just entered the room.

  The mug she was wearing was priceless. The nurse was very pretty, so in Tiny’s mind, I was probably trying to get at her. To make matters worse, the nurse didn’t hide the fact that she was interested in me.

  “You gonna flirt with my nigga or do your job?” Tiny snapped when the nurse wouldn’t stop talking to me about eBooks.

  “Excuse me?” the nurse asked, appalled.

  “You’re excused. Matter fact, bring me in a new nurse since yo’ hot pussy ass overstepping your boundaries.” Tiny sucked her teeth.

  “Tiny, chill.”

  “No, you chill! I know you see me sitting here and you want to entertain this bitch in my face. For the last five minutes, I sat here and watched her talk about irrelevant shit all while smiling up in your face,” Tiny spat.

  “Is everything ok in here?” the doctor asked, walking in the room.

  “No, this bi—”

  “Everything is fine,” I replied, cutting Tiny off.

  The nurse didn’t want any problems, so she quickly walked out of the room, closing the door behind her.

  “Everything looks good. The infections are gone, but your blood pressure is still a little high, so I would prefer if you continue to come here for your doctor visits from now on,” the doctor said.

  “Lay back,” she said, grabbing a bottle.

  The doctor shook the bottle and squirted the gel on her belly. With the Doppler, we were able to hear my soldier’s heartbeat, causing a smile to appear on my face.

  “Nice and strong,” the doctor said.

  “Does she still have to be on bed rest?” I asked the doctor.

  “No, but no strenuous activities. Make sure she’s drinking a lot of water and avoiding foods that are high in sodium. The prenatal vitamins are essential, so make sure she’s taking them every day.”

  “Can I get anything for my morning sickness?” Tiny asked the doctor.

  “Yes, I can prescribe you some pills, anything else?” the doctor asked.

  “No.”

  “Since your pressure was a little on the high side today, I want to see you in two weeks just to monitor it,” the doctor said, wiping the gel off Tiny’s belly.

  “Ok,” Tiny replied before fixing her dress.

  “You hungry?” I asked as we walked out of the doctor’s office.”

  “No, your mom cooked for me,” she replied.

  “Cool,” I shrugged.

  When we got home, instead of leaving, I decided to stay and have this talk with Tiny. I wanted to know her connections with Elias and why she was in the hotel room with him. I just prayed she wasn’t fucking him or snitching on me because I would hate to be forced to kill her ass. Looking down at my watch, I noticed I had a few hours before I had to pick up Elijah from school, so I decided to get this conversation over with so I could head back to my office.

  “How do you know Elias and why were you with him in a hotel room?” I asked, causing her to stop mid-step.

  She turned around and looked at me before replying.

  “He’s Elijah’s father.”

  “Why didn’t you tell me Elijah’s father was a cop?” I asked.

  “I didn’t know it would matter since he walked out of our lives and changed his number,” she replied.

  “Why were you two in a hotel room together?”

  “He knows I’m not allowed to have custody of Elijah yet, legally, so he used that against me. He wants to be a part of Elijah’s life now,” she replied.

  “Bullshit! The only reason that nigga wanna play daddy is because you’re fucking with me and he has a case opened on me. He’s trying to use you to get to me, using Elijah as a pawn,” I said.

  “I didn’t know. I hope you don’t think I told him anything about you. I’m no snitch, plus my loyalty lies with you,” Tiny stressed.

  “Does it?” I asked, looking at her sideways.

  “Don’t question my loyalty, Mayhem. I may have been a lot of things, but unloyal wasn’t one of them,” she snapped.

  “A loyal person would’ve came and kept it real with me instead of sneaking off.”

  “You’re right, and that’s the only thing I’m sorry for. Other than that, it was all harmless. I just went to see him so he wouldn’t pull no shit and have my son taken from me.”

  “I have my lawyers pushing the paperwork. Everything should be finalized in a few days so you don’t have to worry about that anymore,” I replied, preparing to leave.

  “Just like that, you’re leaving?”

  “Yes, Tiny, what do you want me to do?” I asked.

  “Be there! I understand you have a lot of shit on your mind, but I just lost one of our babies! I need you too!” she yelled.

  “I hear you,” I replied, making my way towards her. “I got your loyalty, right?”

  “Al
ways,” she replied.

  Wrapping my arms around her waist, I lifted her off her feet and carried her to the counter. Grabbing a cup, I placed it under the ice dispenser and filled it up with ice. Grabbing Tiny by the back of her head, I traced her lips with my tongue before placing it in her mouth.

  While we were engaged in a full-blown make out session, I removed her clothes and spread her legs wide. Picking an ice cube out of the cup, I used it to trace her thighs before running it across her pussy.

  “Mmm,” she moaned, as I used the heat of her pussy to melt the ice cube.

  Grabbing another, I laid her on her back and traced her nipples with it, causing them to get nice and hard. Placing one of her erect nipples in my mouth, I sucked on it, while tracing her intimate areas with the ice cube. Her body was trembling in anticipation as I teased her middle with the ice.

  “Ohhh, daddy, I want the dick so,” she cried out.

  “How bad?” I asked, taking another ice cube.

  “So bad that I’ll go crazy if I don’t get it,” she purred, feeling the ice cube attack her clit.

  “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, Mayhem!” she called out as I placed an ice cube in my mouth and used it to eat her out.

  “Oh, you’re not playing fair,” she moaned.

  Slurp. Slurp. Slurp. Slurp, were the only sounds, along with Tiny’s loud moans, that could be heard throughout the room. The wetness from the melted ice cube, along with Tiny’s sweet juices was enough to drown a nigga. When I felt Tiny’s pussy contract around my tongue, I grabbed another ice cube and rubbed it around her clit as I tongue fucked her until she came long and hard.

  “Oh, GAWD!!” she called out as her legs trembled.

  “You ready for the dick?” I smirked, as I stroked my erection.

  “Give me five minutes,” she huffed, out of breath.

  “Nah,” I replied, pushing her legs back and burying myself deep within her girth.

  “OOOOOOOOOHHHH!” she cried out.

  “Damn,” I groaned, feeling her wetness swallow my dick.

  “Keep them legs back,” I growled, as I dug deeper in her guts.

  “Ohhh, baby, slow down!” she begged.

  “Nah, take this dick.” I bit my lip as I tried to control my nut.

  Pregnant pussy was considered lethal pussy, especially if the pussy was already good. I was in my own zone as I pumped in and out of what I assumed was heaven. The birds were chirping, my mouth watered, and my back muscles flexed with every deep stroke I made.

  “I’m. Oh. Oh. Oh! I’m cummmmming!!!!” she cried as her body violently shook.

  I stopped and made sure she was ok, before flipping her over and continuing my dick assault. I chewed on my lip, mind controlled my dick, and wiggled my toes in my shoes, just to keep from nutting. The objective was to fuck Tiny into a coma so she could learn how to sit her little ass down somewhere. Once Tiny was going crazy off of her third nut, I dropped a big load in her.

  Picking her up off the counter, I carried her to the bedroom and laid her down on the bed. Walking in the bathroom, I grabbed a rag, soaped it up and placed it under warm water. Walking back over to her, I cleaned her off, giving her sore pussy a big fat juicy kiss.

  I went down to the kitchen and fixed her a bowl of roast with veggies and white rice. Grabbing a bottle of water, I headed back to the room.

  “Sit up so you can feed my baby,” I said.

  “I’m worn out,” Tiny whined.

  “That don’t mean let my baby starve. Sit up.”

  “Man,” she fussed.

  Picking up the spoon, I filled it with the roast, veggies and rice and fed it to her. Once the plate was clean, I handed her the bottle of water so she could drink it.

  “Thank you, baby, I’m stuffed.” She smiled.

  “Good, now lay down so we can take a nap before Elijah comes home,” I replied, pulling her into my arms.

  “I love you, baby,” she whispered.

  “I love you too, but don’t fuck with me. I ain’t right in the head,” I truthfully replied before closing my eyes.

  Elias

  “You are a sorry excuse for a man,” my father-in-law snapped at me.

  “Daddy!” my wife spoke up.

  “Shut up, Jena. I don’t know why I allowed you to convince me to hire this scum. He isn’t worthy enough to be your husband. If it wasn’t because of the kids, I would have ended this bullshit ass marriage,” the old man huffed.

  If it wasn’t for him being the police commander, I would have placed a bullet in his head.

  “Daddy, that is enough. Elias just almost lost his life. The least you could do is show some compassion,” my wife argued.

  “Compassion my ass. You need to hurry up and recover so you can bring your ass to work!” he snapped. “Talk to you later, baby girl. We’ll bring the kids home Sunday,” he said before kissing my wife and leaving.

  “Your dad gets on my fucking nerves,” I snapped the moment he left.

  “He’s just having one of his days,” she said, trying to ease the tension her father left in the air.

  “Bring me my pills,” I said, waving her off.

  “You already had a dose. You have to wait three more hours.”

  “I’m in pain and I need my pills!” I yelled, feeling a sharp pain in my right arm.

  That day in the hotel room, I was left with four bullets in me. If it wasn’t for my superb skills of playing dead, he would have probably finished me off. The moment he left the hotel room, I got up and hurriedly left the room, collapsing in the elevator.

  When I finally came to, I found myself in the hospital with a bunch of detectives in my face. Of course, I lied and gave them a false story of what happened, but my wife knew better. She pulled our credit card records and saw that one of our cards was actually used to rent out one of the rooms.

  “You need to calm down. First, you’re a liar and cheater. Now, you’re turning into a junkie. Get a fucking grip,” Jena snapped.

  “Jena, just shut up and hand me my pills. I dealt with your father’s disrespectful mouth, I’m not really trying to deal with yours.”

  “You know what, I don’t even know why I bother with your ass. I should just tell my father the truth and let him deal with you!” she yelled, throwing an envelope at me.

  “After all these years, you still somehow find your way to that young slut.” She cried, as I flipped through pictures of Tiny.

  “Are you having me followed?” I asked, tossing the photos on the floor.

  “I knew it was something—a reason you wanted to work this case so bad. You begged me to have my father put you on this case. Even charmed me into it by taking me on a vacation. I knew it was something, but to find out that the guy you’re trying to arrest is dating your baby mother is fucked up!” she screamed.

  “That’s not the reason, ok! I didn’t even know she was associated with him until I took on the case,” I lied. “I wanted to work this case so bad because I knew how much putting away the Godfrey brothers meant to your father. I thought maybe if I was the one to do it, your ol’man would like me for once!” I yelled back at her.

  “Why did you go meet her in the hotel?” she asked.

  “I wanted to warn her to keep my son away from the madness.”

  “Your son? Wow,” she gasped.

  “Jena, you know about him. I never kept you in the dark about him. I even allowed you to let me walk out of his life.”

  “So now it’s my fault that you’re no longer in your son’s life?” she asked.

  “I didn’t mean it like that,” I sighed.

  “Yeah, you did. I heard you loud and clear. Here,” she said, tossing me the bottle of pills. “I hope you overdose and die,” she spat before storming off.

  I didn’t too much care about Jena’s words because I knew she didn’t mean it. My wife was dangerously in love with me and she didn’t have it in her to see me in harm’s way. No matter how many times I lied or cheated, she never left. We’d argue and the next
day, it’d be as if nothing ever happened.

  Thinking back to Tiny, I couldn’t help but smile. She wasn’t the naïve little girl I had sprung over me; she was now a grown woman. Tiny had developed into a beautiful, well-spoken young lady and I was willing to bet Mayhem was the reason behind it. For the longest, her grandmother raised Elijah, so after digging and finding out that she was actually being a mother, going to school, and doing something other than shaking her ass or selling herself, I was surprised.