Necessity

Chapter Four

I stormed into the house throwing my purse down onto the tile floor and kicking off my heels that had been killing me all damn night. The only thing tonight that had pissed me off more was the little stunt that Chresanto pulled.

"Bahja" Chresanto said making me turn and scowl at him.

"What?!" I shouted.

By his reaction I could tell my anger had surprised him considering I hadn't said anything the entire car ride home and barely anything during dinner.

"That fuck is your deal? You been pouting all damn night. You're the one who suggested we go out"

"Well I wouldn't have had I know you would've spent the entire night flirting with that bitch!" I spat.

He scrunched up his face in confusion.

"What bitch? B, I was spending time with you all night. Or at least I was trying to"

"Don't fuckin' play with me, Chresanto. You picked up her fuckin' fork when she dropped it and then had the nerve to smile at her little comment afterward"

"What? You mean when she said "thank you"?!"

"Yes, muthafucka! Had you in a good ass mood all night. I peeped ya'll smiling at each other back and forth like a pair of lovesick middle schoolers. You didn't even have the decency to hide it from your fiancé and soon-to-be mother of your goddamn child!" I yelled pointing to my six month baby bump.

Chresanto closed and locked the front door before walking toward me.

"Bahja" he said taking my hands in his. "I don't want that girl, baby. That's them hormones that got you trippin' like this. I only want you. That's it. That girl was on a date of her own. We weren't checking each other out and you-"

"How you know she was on a date?" I interrupted.

"Because she kept calling the dude she was with 'baby'"

"So yo were listening to her when you were supposed to be focused on me. Is that right?"

"No, Bahja. I-" he stopped midsentence and took a breath. "Listen, you need some rest. All this stressin' for no reason is gonna hurt the baby. Let's just go to bed alright?"

"No I wanna talk about it right now. Let's be real with each other. If you wanna leave me for some other bitch then just go. You not finna keep stringin' my ass along"

Chresanto chuckled and shook his head.

"Ight man, I don't know about you but I'm going to bed. Come join me when you done with all this theatre shit"

He turned his back and I shoved him. He remained unfazed as the push hardly affected him. He turned back around and laughed again holding his hands up in surrender.

"You done now or you wanna make me your punching bag for the night?"

I didn't respond as I suddenly yanked him down by his neck and forcefully kissed him. He responded by putting his hands on my waist and pushing his tongue into my mouth. I took one of his hands off of my waist and guided it to where I was hot and ready for him between my thighs.

"Mm..now?" he asked in between kisses.

"Right here" I confirmed.

He walked me back until my back hit the front door. I undid his pants never breaking our kiss and pushed them down to his ankles while he shrugged out of his blazer. When I stood back up, he lifted me up by my thighs, something I never thought he would be able to do until after I had the baby. He pushed up my dress until it was bunched up at my waist and pushed into me.