Feelings

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January
Suburb of Flint, Michigan

Wednesday Perriloux was struggling. In the suburbs of Michigan. The water conservation project wasn't going well by her standards but it was by Mrs. Pierroux's standards. She was exhausted and she missed her family. And Cairo.

"I'm going home and using my vibrator." She mumbled to herself in the warm elevator. Even then the release wasn't going to be popping like it would with Cairo but it was it what it was. Nia had sent her the first vibrator as a Christmas present and she's been into them ever since. Wynnie blushed for a second.

She took off her jacket and boots. "I need a damn massage too." She throws her garments on the couch. Of the apartment Missy had converted for her. After a knock out drag out argument, Wynnie relented and allowed the older woman to guide her.

Wynnie refused to acknowledge how Melissaire made her feel. Missy was quickly becoming the mother she never had. Much like how Zippy made Sunday feel. But that's not where she is, or so she thought.

Ignoring her thoughts, Wynnie showered and bundled up. She needed to go over her maps again for good measure.

"Damn, I need to eat too." She says to herself out loud. She walks in her main room again to turn the lights on. "Oh shit." Her heart jumped.

Cairo was sitting calmly on her sofa with a smile.

"How did you get in here?" she wasn't mad but so excited. Wynnie jumped in his arms, kissed all over him.

"I missed you too." He couldn't stop laughing. "I got you something." He put her down and walked in her kitchen.

"You cooking for me?" she sat down. Wynnie wore her onesie but she was indecent under it.

"Yup. Ya man can cook too." He winked as he pulled out pots and pans.

"My man?" she teased for a moment. Cairo shot her a look from the stove. "I just wanna know when we made it to that stage, Cai?"

"Don't make me snatch yo ass up, Wynnie." She didn't say anything else about it. Boundaries had been made. Wednesday was in a relationship. And she liked it.

"How long are you here?" she wrapped her arms around his waist. Her vulnerability was showing.

"Until you finish." He finished and fixed her plate.

"Really?" the little hood on her head made her look almost twenty years younger.

"You think you cute." He started chuckling, watching her eat.

"This is good!" she dug in. Grilled chicken, black beans, with broccoli. "I don't think I'm cute. I know I'm cute." She stuck her tongue out at him with a smile.

"Whateva, Wynnie." Cairo rolled his eyes. Wynnie got up from her table with a smile.

"Thank you, Cairo." She pecked his lips twice. Her brown eyes stared into his grey ones before Cairo went in for a deeper kiss. Wynnie moaned for a second. "You gon let me finish my food first? Wash the dishes?" her eyes danced mischievously.

"My mama didn't hire a cleaning staff?"

"She did but you doing domestic tasks turn me on." She slid his hand in her lower half with a lustful look. "I'm not waiting for you tonight, Minnelli." She whispered in his ear.

"Yes ma'am..." he stood from the island in her kitchen to go to the sink. "How's the conservation project going?"

"Not good in my opinion. The lead isn't lifting that fast. Or maybe it's because it's crazy cold out here these days. But it's stressing me out. I want them to have fully clean water by the next fall for the schools." Wynnie admitted.

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