Chapter Nine

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As the sun came up, I sat alone at the kitchen table, drinking a beer, and all around feeling sorry for myself.

"Stop pouting and come to bed, mi amor."

I looked up to my girl standing in the doorway wearing my old Stanford t-shirt.

"I thought I wasn't welcome?" I raised an eyebrow.

"I lied," Letty shrugged. "I can't sleep without you. Plus, I heard Angel beat the shit out of you. You've had enough torture for one night." She held out her hand. "Come on, let's go to bed."

Gratefully, I took her offered hand. I also let her lead me down the hallway and into our bedroom. Letty lay down on the bed as I stripped down to my boxer briefs. She held out her arms. "Come here, nene."

Falling into bed, I cuddled up to her with my abused face resting against her soft stomach and my arms wrapped around her thighs.

"Angel will forgive you." Letty lightly ran her fingertips up and down my neck.

I had serious doubts about that, but I didn't say anything. "I'm sorry about earlier, bebita." I turned my head and softly kissed her stomach.

"EZ, if this is going to work, you gotta stop treating me like I'm a kid that you need to protect." Letty's voice was only just above a whisper. "We're equals in this or I'm out. I'll go live with my aunt. This can't be a your way or the highway situation."

"You're right," I agreed with her. "I'll stop." I untangled myself from her and leaned up, so I was looking down at her.

"You promise?" She still seemed a little hesitant.

I reached down and cupped her cheek in my hand. "I promise. I'm still not getting you pregnant."

She went to protest but I silenced her with my lips on hers. "It's not because you're too young," I told her when we parted. "Because I don't really think that. The real reason is that I couldn't handle it, baby. I couldn't handle getting locked back up and knowing that my girl and my kid was out there in the world without me."

"You could have just said that from the start and avoided all this." She smiled up at me.

"I'm a fucking moron, sweetheart." I kissed her again. "And we can throw out the December rule. I just want to get through this shit with Coco tonight." And my face really fucking hurt.

"Okay." This time, Letty leaned up and softly kissed me. Yeah. Fuck December.

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