In Need of You

Chapter Thirty

Kevin smiled. Sabrina was so beautiful. She was everything he dreamt of; she was his everything. He just had to help her realize that. He had to change her mind about him. He wasn't this monster that tried to hurt her. No. Elisha put those nasty little lies in her head. The asshole even poisoned that little girl's mind too. Made that innocent child call him, daddy. That shit was sickening. 

He watched her walk throughout the bakery with a box in her arms from his car.  A chocolate sista and shapely white girl followed behind her with baking equipment. He frowned, then sucked his teeth. And Elisha called himself a real man. Real men would never let their women carry heavy loads. That wasn't what she was built for. She was built for pleasing; she was built for display. A pair of snapping fingers resounded in his ear, Kevin turned and looked at Ava for a moment, then turned his attention back to Sabrina. The frown that sat upon her eyebrows and the scowl that pulled her lips nearly made him laugh in her face. That's what her ass deserved. If she hadn't recruited every fucking Tom, Dick, and Harry, Sabrina would have been sitting in his lap planning several ways how she was going to show her gratitude to her man. Better yet, king. 

"Did you hear what I said?" Ava glared at Kevin. She looked away from him as she folded her arms. 

Kevin smirked. "Why you in your feelings?"

"I hate repeating myself," Ava replied. "If you heard what I said about your soon to be girlfriend, then you would know, wouldn't you."

"Know what?"

"That she owns this joint. She comes here every day around nine in the morning."

Kevin glanced at her and smiled. "So you're saying that I have a second chance."

"That's what I'm saying." Ava panned the surroundings of the bakery, hoping she'd see Elisha. Her phone buzzed in her hand. Dear ole Daniel was right on time with the net amount Jonah posted to her account. "But the person we have yet to see is--"

"My former partner," Kevin spoke solemnly. He cranked the old car and drove off the small parking lot. He drove closer to the building, hoping to get a closer look at Sabrina. He peeped around every corner, looking for that big ass Lincoln Navigator Elisha normally drove.

"What the fuck are you doing, Kevin?" Ava glared at him with wide eyes. "If they see us, we're good as caught."

Kevin glanced at Ava and grinned. "Trust me. She won't even know that I've ever been here." 

Trust. Sabrina needed to do that with him. She needed to open herself up to him and trust him, Kevin thought. It wasn't like he was trying to hurt her. He just wanted her to know him better; he wanted her to understand why he was the better man for her. That's all he wanted. He just wanted her to love him, respect him, fear him like Camille used to do before she up and left him in the bed by himself one night. Bitch was wrong for that. But there wasn't going to a repeat of that. Sabrina was going to be his one and only. He smiled. She was going to be coming home with her real man soon.

***   

Elisha pulled around the bakery in his grandfather's old blue 1976 Pontiac Firebird. Restored to perfection and purring like a kitten, he drove the car to the parking lot where Kevin and Ava sat and shut it off. He watched all three of them gather at the window. He wasn't going to risk having his wife, sister, and friend be at the helms of Kevin's hands. He couldn't rest knowing that he was out there watching their every move. 

Grabbing his smartphone from the passenger's seat, he dialed Sabrina's number. He watched her answer the phone as she glared at him from the window.