Welcome Home, Dave

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"RILEY!!!"

I jumped from my sleep when I heard my brother's voice from the foyer and shook Roman awake to try and get him out of my bed before Dave made his way up here

"Yo, what the fuck is going on?" He said dryly. "We just got done fucking an hour ago, Riley, da--"

"David is home!!! Get out of my bed!" I whispered hastily.

I threw on my robe and poked my head out of the bedroom. I could hear my brother in the kitchen getting ready to cook breakfast for me, like he always does when he gets back from traveling, so I turned back inside my room and grabbed Roman by the arm, throwing him out of my bedroom.

"Go! Go to your room," I whispered as I ushered Roman out of my bedroom and into the hallway.

"Is that you, Rome!?" Dave called up the steps.

We both froze for a few moments before I punched Roman in the chest to get him to say something.

"Y-Yeah, man," he called back. "I ain't know that was you. I just heard some noise downstairs and seen Ri was still in the bed."

I grunted and rolled my eyes before I walked into my en suite bathroom to get cleaned up for the day. I took a quick, hot shower to wash off the sex from the night before and then brushed my teeth to get the alcohol off of my breath. As I was brushing my hair, a fully dressed Roman appeared behind me.

"'Ri,' Roman, really?" I said. "Call me Riley if we're not alone."

"You ready to tell him?" He said as he grabbed me from behind.

"Slow ya roll there, Nascar," I laughed as I stepped away from him.

"You said we'd tell him when he got back, Riley."

"Not twenty minutes after the man walks in the door," I laughed. "Believe me, he's not gon' be as friendly when he finds out you've been knocking his little sister's screws loose every night for four months."

"We ain't gotta tell him we're fucking. We're just dating."

"Baby, just.... not yet. Okay?" I sighed. "I promise you we'll tell him. How I'm not gon' tell him?"

"Alright," he said quietly. "But, I'm not gon' wait much longer. I can't be staying in the man's house, pipin' his sister raw every night and not tell him we're at least a couple."

"Carter," I sighed. "Baby, we will tell him when the time is right. But, right now though? There's at least a couple thousand dollars worth of gifts waiting for me downstairs and I'd like to get to it."

"Women find out your middle name and can't stop using it," he sighed.

"Fuck you," I laughed.

"Listen, you head down. I got a call from my trainer back in Atlanta, I'm gon' call him back and meet y'all down there."

"Alright," I said as I leaned in for a kiss.

"Nope," Roman laughed as he turned his head away from me. "Not until we tell Dave."

"Oh, that's what we doing? Bet."

I laughed and turned to leave the bathroom, but not before Roman smacked me on the ass. I jumped and rubbed my butt all the way down the hall. As I was bouncing down the steps and I could hear Bubble Guppies on the television, letting me know Dave had my nephew, DJ, with him.

"AUNTIE RILEYYYYYY!!!" He screamed as he jumped on the sofa cushions.

"Sit yo' ass down on my furniture, boy!" Dave called from the kitchen.

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