Baby

twenty-eight

In the days that followed, I barely got to see my man. Him and Abel always stuck close, planning whatever it was they were about to do in hushed voices.

Clearly it was something big because the last time I'd seen him like this, he spearheaded a coup d'état and expanded his buisness prospects further to the west.

My nerves ate me whole at that thought.

I wasn't just afraid for him. As much as I hated to admit it, I was scared about what would happen if his operations on the east-side really did sink. This was his life's work, and as much as I disproved, it still put food on the table. I didn't want him to lose that, I didn't want him to have to start from the ground up again.

Switching off the lights, my man crawled into bed beside me. This was the first time this week that he slept next to me.

"Baby?" He asked, his hands petting my hair.

"Yes?"

His blue eyes met mine, portraying that same sure and steady look he always had. With a touch of danger.

"It's going to be okay, I need you to know that."

"Do you really believe that?"

The sigh that fell from his lips was heavy.

"I believe that I'm smarter than this copper."

I smiled when I kissed him. He smiled back in between kisses. Pulling me on top of him, he kept his hands on my waist.

Whispering in his ear I said, "I know it's going to be okay. Just be safe."

"I will." He looked up at me then. I knew he was lying, but I didn't want to ruin the moment. I would have to have faith, that's all I had control over now.

Leaning up, he connected out lips again. Soon, our bodies were moulding into eachother. Clothes were discarded to far corners of the room until it was just skin on skin.

Stopping before things could escalate, I placed a hand on his taunt chest.

"Something wrong Baby?"

"Promise me you'll be safe. Promise me that."

Tears blurred my eyes and I felt a few slip down my cheeks.

"Shh, it's gonna be alright Baby. I'll be safe, I promise."

Slipping out from under me, my man wrapped his arms around me. We stayed like that, waiting for the tears to subside. His warm embrace made my eyes droop, and eventually, we fell asleep like that.

I was still nervous, but I felt safer when I was with him.