Holy Angel

69. Checking on You

Mela/Miya
A day later in Summerville, South Carolina

She plumped down on the bed and sighed as the bags of Louis Vuitton shopping bags dropped down above her head. Her and Marcus just got back from them both spoiling each other and her showing him all the best places to hit up while staying in South Carolina.

Mela needed an outlet and shopping and eating out was one of them and to put the icing on the cake she needed to feel the man she loves.

"Oh baby!" Mela cooed as she sat up, letting the handles of the shopping bags slip from her finger tips onto the bed as she sat upwards.

"No." He said short and simple as he walked into the room and dropped his bags next to the dresser. He looked at her with his brow arched.

Mela mouth dropped, she quickly closed it and mugged at him. "I didn't ask you for anything."

"Yet." He pointed a finger at her. She eyed him as he made his way towards her.

"So now I can't ask you a question?" Mela titled her head to the side as she slowly stood to her feet. She made her way to him with an arched brow.

"What do you want now?" He looked down at her as she looked up at him.

"I want some dick." She pouted.

"Nope."

Mela face dropped. "I just know you didn't tell me no for some dick." Mela mugged at him.

She watched as he shrugged and walked away from her. He laid on the bed and pushed her bags off. He got comfortable and closed his eyes.

Mela tooted her lip up and scoffed. "Nobody tells me no for sex." She huffed. "I know I'm not ugly." She lightly touched her face and gasped, over exaggerating. "Oh my gosh."

"Shut your beautiful ass up and find something to do while I take a nap." He huffed as he got comfortable.

"Don't you talk to me like that." She huffed back. "Don't be mad at me when I tell you no for some pussy either." She walked out of the room, without hearing what he had to say.

Since she had nothing to occupy her time, she thought that she might as well soak in the tub and relax. They were out and about all day and her feet was throbbing.

Mela walked into the bathroom and walked straight to the bath tub to turn it on. Making sure the temperature was just right, she jogged down stairs to grab the milk and honey. Mela went back up stairs and poured both the milk and honey into the tub. She quickly put them back when she was finished and grabbed a couple red roses from out the vase in the living room before making her way back into the bathroom. She carefully plucked the roses into the tub and smirked when her bath water turned out just the way she imagined.

Once the tub was filled, Mela turned off the water and walked back inside the room to grab her black silk robe. She scoffed when she looked over at Marcus to see him sleeping.

"You can sleep but I can't get what I want." Mela smacked her lips as she went back into the bathroom. She stripped out her clothes and slowly eased her way inside of the steaming hot water.

Mela laid her head back on the edge of the tub and sighed. She haven't talked about it with anyone, but yesterday, when they went to go confront her mother, she felt some sort of way about it. Mela couldn't understand her mothers logic in why she was away for so long. She didn't understand why her aunt, Adele, would agree on sharing one man with her mother. She didn't understand why, twenty-four years later, her mother would keep her younger sister away from her. Yeah, they fought yesterday, but she should have never spat at her father. For one, that was disgusting; and two, he can't put his hand on a his daughter. Despite him doing that with her when she was younger, but still.