Promise.

Meet Ron

Sariyah

-3 Months Later-

"Ron stop!" I pushed him away with my hip as I stirred the brownie mix. He kept dipping his finger in it and eating it.

"Ron stop this is for your mom!"

"This taste so good though!"

"And it would taste better if you let me finish making them" He nodded his head and sat on the counter next to me playing with a little ball he had.

"So tell me about this new guy your dating" I laughed to myself and went to the other side of the kitchen.

"That is none of your business" I opened the cabinet and searched for a brownie pan. God, why did my 5'0 self put the brownie pan on the top shelf knowing I can't reach that.

"It kind of is if it's concerning my daughter" I turned around and looked at him. He had hopped off the counter.

"We haven't gotten that far yet. Okay?"

I turned around trying to avoid Ron's questionnaire. Every time he comes to pick Joy up he ask me a shit load of questions about Daniel.

I got on my tippy toes trying to reach the brownie pan. I felt Ron come up behind me. He purposely pushed himself against my back and butt and reached over me grabbing the brownie pan. "Thanks" Although I was uncomfortable that's all I could say. He is a 6'3 lightskin God.

He placed the pan in front of me on the counter. He grabbed a hold of my waist and I felt his face inches away from my neck. I opened my mouth and let out a slight moan. Oh man did I want him just to devour my neck and rip my clothes off and fuck me right there on the kitchen floor, but I couldn't.

I had to think about Diggy. I've never been one to cheat and I won't start now. I had to think about Joy. My poor baby girl would get the wrong message and think we are back together. I slipped under Ron's arms standing on the right side of him.

"Why stop? You know you wanted to. You still have feelings for me Sariyah. I know it ..." He got back in my face.

"Yes. Feelings that I'm trying to get rid of" I said pushing him away.

"And why is that" Ron got defensive.

"Because Ron you cheated on me! Plus I'm in love with Diggy"

Ron smirked folding his arms and leaning against the kitchen island.

"Joy, come on we're leaving!" He yelled. He was pissed. He gave me the death stare as he called out for Joy.

Joy came running with her travel bag and her favorite stuffed animal in her hand. I bent down and grabbed her face.

"Alright mommy is going to miss you so much. You'll be 5 when you come back! I love you so much. Have fun baby" I kissed her cheek and hugged her. The only thing that broke the hug was the doorbell that rung. It was probably Diggy. He was suppose to be staying for the week because Joy was going with Ron to Florida for a family reunion.

I opened the door and greeted Diggy with a kiss. He had this big box with him.

"What's this?"

"It's a birthday present for Joy. Oh and don't think I forgot about your birthday either. I got something else planned" Diggy winked and Ron cleared his throat.

"Oh I'm sorry I didn't know you were here. I'm Diggy" Diggy stuck his hand out for Ron to shake. Ron slightly slid his hand on Diggy's.

"Ron."

"Diggy!" Joy ran and hugged him around his legs.

"Hey what's up little one! I got you a early birthday present!"

I took the box away from Diggy and put it on the counter. "Which Joy will open when she gets back from her trip" knowing Ron, he'll probably take Joy's gift and throw it away.

"Aw. Alright, Joy you have a safe trip"

"ByeBaby. I'll miss you"

She walked out the door.

"Ron. Have her call me when you guys land" I reminded him.

"Sure"

He almost damn near slammed the door. I rolled my eyes and wrapped my arms around Diggy's neck.
"What's his problem?"

I kissed him softly. "He's just mad I moved on to bigger ... (I said gripping his manly hood) and better things"

He blushed. "I love you" Diggy stated looking into my eyes.

"I love you too"

"You better. You ready to meet my parents?"

"Excuse me what!?"

"Oh yeah. They are meeting us at a restaurant. You aren't getting out of it this time. Come on..."

"A heads up would've been great"

"If I did that you would've bailed on me ..."