The Family [Book Two]

Nine

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Eric Sanchez

"Girl move." I told Claudia as I sat down on her couch.

"Eric, you been here three days and you ain't gave me not one ounce of dick." She said rolling her eyes.

I looked over at her and looked at her like she was crazy.

"Girl, I gave you some dick two days ago." I rolled my eyes and pulled out my phone.

"And that was two days ago." She said.

"And? Yo husband on his way home anyway." I smirked and looked over at her.

She smacked her lips and rolled her eyes.

"I see you ain't tell him that I'm staying here." I said looking at her.

"No," She rolled her eyes. "How am I gonna tell him that my side nigga sleeping on his couch?"

"Just like you said it." I shrugged.

To be honest I didn't care about her nigga not one bit, I'm the one fucking her when he not here, plus I pay her bills. I don't give a fuck what she say.

"You're such an ass." She pushed my head and got off the couch.

"Yeah, whatever. Don't be saying that when I'm diggin' in them guts later." I stuck my tongue out laughing.

"Go home to your wife." I quickly looked back at her and she closed her mouth.

"Don't talk about my wife." I said sternly.

I know it seems as if I don't care about Toni or my kids, but that's not the case. She's still my wife and I'll always love her. No matter what circumstances.

Right now, I was giving her her space since I last seen her at the basketball game a few days ago. I called my mama the other day and asked her if she could get the kids and I would go get them and spend the day with them, she said she would so I don't have to worry about that much.

As for me and Claudia, I don't know what we're doing because as you can see, I'm still in her house. I don't even plan on dating her if I could be honest, I don't know what I'm doing.

All I know, I'm not ready to be on my own right now. So she's the next best thing.

"Okay, sorry." She mumbled and held her hands up.

"Yeah you gon' be sorry when I knock yo dumb ass upside yo head. I told you about speaking about my wife!" I shouted getting off the couch.

"Nigga I don't know who you think you yellin' at!" She said stepping to me. "This is my house, and I can talk about whoever the fuck I feel like talking about."

Before I could think, I reached back and smacked the fuck out of her.

She flew down to the ground and held her face.

She swung around and sat up trying to hit me but I grabbed her wrist.

"I don't think so," I said shoving her wrist away. "Bring up my wife again, and your husband will be coming home to you wit a bullet in yo head."