Fireworks 3 and 4

Chapter Forty-Nine

    "Boy, if you don't stop playing and wrap this song up," Mia play-threatened, standing and walking away from him while checking her missed text messages. She had a text from Cardi informing her that there was an updated track file she wanted Mia to listen to. Her fingers were already flying across her onscreen keyboard before Drake had the chance to respond.

    "So you don't want to hear the song, then?"

    "The song you sang to me onstage will hold me over for a while," she teased, glancing up at him before continuing to respond to Cardi's messages. "You need to focus on what's important now and that's this project."

    Warily glancing at her phone, he stood and swiftly closed the distance between them. "Or maybe you're afraid that if I sing to you, your panties are going to fall off," he said, wearing his trademark mischievous grin.

    She arched an eyebrow at him. "You really think you're all the way there, huh?"

    He reached out and grabbed the phone out of her hand. Hid the device behind his back while taking a step closer to her, so that their bodies were touching. "Not quite," he said softly, "but almost. And from where I'm standing, almost looks pretty damned good."

    Giving him a dramatic, sweeping up-and-down look, she shook her head with a roll of her eyes. "Wrap. Up. The Song."

    Backing away from her, he sang out, "Whatever my baby wants she can have it, cause I'm addicted, tried to kick it but she's like a bad habit. Can't get her out my system. Missed those hips, those sweet lips, it's been a minute since I've kissed them."

    Following him towards the couch, she gently pushed his chest, forcing him to sit down. "Boy, you've got some work to do. You think you're 'almost there,' while I think we were 'almost through.' And I know – bold words from someone claiming to be nearby. I'm talking big game after being caught in a sheer lie. It's true. I came over for no other reason than I needed to see ya, dreamt about riding it reverse cowgirl with me shouting 'Yeehaw.' I 'digressi.' With this new project I want you to grow... and move, and in regards to us I need you to show... and prove. If your aim is to again hold claim to my heart, the next time you feel a fuckup coming on, stop before you start."

    Drake clutched at his chest and leaned his head back. "Fuuuuuuuuuuuck!" he shouted to the vaulted ceiling. "Where did that even come from?"

    She shrugged and raised a knee to the couch beside him. "It came off the top."

    "That's my baby," he said affectionately.

    "Not yet I'm not," she challenged, raising the other knee to the couch so that she was straddling him. "But if you get it together, then maybe."

    He grabbed onto her hips and squeezed. "Fantasizing about fucking me reverse cowgirl, though? And you're not my baby yet?"

    She giggled and leaned forward to sing into his ear, "Ever since he was fetus Aubrey, he's just wanted to be successful...but the past three years, Aubs has been nothing but restful. Soon it's back to having big booty girls in front of him shaking their fannies off – and when that day comes he'll still want my fucking panties off."

    "And you think you're going to leave this studio without walking funny?" he asked, his voice lowering.

    A tingle rolled down her spine. It felt like old times. It felt like all the drama they'd barely survived was a long-forgotten nightmare.

    "You think you can just tease me like that without facing the consequences?" he went on, squeezing her hips harder.

    "I think that going any further would be against all common senses," she rhymed smoothly, laughing.

    "You think you can sit on my lap and I'm not gonna poke ya?"

    She smiled and looked him in the eyes. "More like I think it's fun to stoke and provoke ya."

    "Maybe I'll just push you against the wall and lightly choke ya," he sang back.

    Stunned into silence, she watched as he moved one hand from her hip towards her midsection.

    "Or maybe I'll tease you back, with my fingers until you're soaked, yeah?" he sang in a soft voice, moving his hand between her thighs.

    Her thighs tightened around his thighs, and she held onto his shoulders to keep steady.

    "I want you to listen up with the ear I'm blowing in, 'cause like my mentor Wayne said, baby girl, I'm going in."

    It would be so easy to give into him and allow him to have his way with her. Deep down, it's what she wanted. She missed making love to him, missed cuddling with him. But at the end of the day, she couldn't bring herself to give in. Past arguments flitted through her mind, past situations where she should have stood her ground for much longer than she had. 

    He stared up at with her and seemed to detect the mood shift. 

    "I'm...sorry," she apologized, awkwardly moving off of his lap.

    After only a slight hesitation, he said quietly, "I'll be patient and wait as long as it takes, since I know I've made plenty mistakes."

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    Later that night, Mia twirled strands of hair around her fingers while watching reruns of Atlanta. Once she'd returned home, she'd briefly entertained fantasies of fucking Drake. Those fantasies mingled with memories of past lovemaking sessions. Prior to dating him, she had a tough time relating to women who stayed in toxic relationships, touting good dick as the reason. Now, she understood. Despite everything that had happened between them, she still believed that he was her person - even beyond that, though, she knew she'd never meet another man like him. 

    She suspected that his exes and former playthings had come to that same conclusion. That was why they'd stayed in rotation so long. It was why they tolerated going to events, knowing that there was a high chance former flames of his would be in attendance. It was the answer to so many questions she'd had about him and his past relationships. Regardless of what he did or said, he was a tough addiction to quit. 

    I almost lost control with him today, before even making sure that I truly forgive him for everything, she thought. There is a lot that has to be resolved between us before I commit to him fully. There is a lot we need to work through before I can give him all of me. It's difficult for me to resist him when I near him, which means...that I may need to avoid him for a little while. That shouldn't be too hard, since he will be in the studio focused on this album.