Beautiful, sweet, smart, and a wanted criminal. He's not sure who she really is, but he's curious to find out.
A read you won't regret 😉
Rewriting.
#4 mystery-thriller
#1 ryandestiny
#1 zonnique
#1 ejstaytrill
#1 Houston
#4 bandhunta Izzy
#1 Urban
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"What's wrong? What happened in the 5 minutes I was talking to my son?" I asked Izzy for the 100th time. He ignored me once again.
Israel was obviously upset, but wouldn't say a word to me. The car ride back to the house was basically just me begging him to tell me what was wrong while he was huffing and puffing. His jaw was clinched so tight you could hear his teeth grinding. His face was a shade darker and he never took his eyes off of the road. He did, however, make it clear that I wasn't to touch him.
I had an idea about what he could be upset about, but I was praying I was wrong.
Dre knew better than to tell him what happened between us. Right?
Who am I kidding? That's the only reason he would have to be mad at me.
Dre and I had promised to just forget that it happened and move on with a strict co-parenting relationship. It's definitely not something to bring up to someone I've continuously told him meant a lot to me. Especially after nothing happened and I stopped it. What would all of his fraudulent advice be for if he was going to ruin it anyway? I couldn't understand why he would do this.
We finally pulled into the driveway. Izzy parked the car but left it running. I wasn't going to get out until he did.
"What happened in Orlando?" He finally asked still looking straight ahead.
Damn Dre. I still had a glimmer of hope that I was wrong.
"Look, Andre and I have had a complicated relationship for years and-" "I'm not asking for a play by play of your history. I asked what the fuck happened in Orlando. I don't feel like hearing a long winded ass, bullshit, psychological answer. Talk quick...now" he interrupted me.
"His mom came to get Zaiyr to hang out with his cousins and we were alone for a while. He pissed me off with a stupid comment he made. He was just playing trying to apologize and ended up kissing me. The kiss lasted too long. I stopped him before it got out of hand."
Izzy chuckled and nodded. "That's what you needed space to do?" He asked, finally looking at me. "If I'm being honest, yea. It's going to sound terrible but I'm glad that happened. I needed space to figure out if this was what I really wanted. I needed to see if I loved you enough to help you raise a child you're having with someone else. It helped me realize that I did. I couldn't fathom the thought of hurting you."
"So now it's about me?"
"Duh! It's always been about you. I used to wish he would give any hint of still wanting me. I always dreamed that he would show me a sign and we would run away together. I always felt like giving him away was a mistake. I wanted what happened in Orlando to happen years ago. It was happening and I didn't want it anymore. I didn't want to be saved by him anymore. The kiss didn't give me the feeling I thought it would. You're having a baby and I'm divorced. It would have been the perfect excuse to run away with him and live out an old fantasy. I could fix what I thought was my biggest mistake. I could live the life I always thought I was supposed to live. In that moment, I could only think of you. I only want you. My mind is made up. Dre can't change that. Tyler can't either. How else can I show you this is where I want to be?"
