actually feeling a little at ease. I still wanted that nigga Joe dead like yesterday, but I felt good about where I was right now.
When I entered the room I didn't see Ava and I became a little alarmed, until she came walking out the bathroom.
Climbing into her bed, I could see all that ass through the crack of her hospital gown and my dick jumped a little.
The nurse came in and checked her vitals.
“You’re doing good hun,” the nurse said. “You'll be out of here tomorrow probably. Let me know if you need anything,” she said as she left the room.
“So Duce yo’ daddy, huh?” I asked.
“Yeah, that's my daddy.”
“No wonder you all gangsta and shit.”
“I have to be. These niggas and bitches be thinking shit sweet until I pull out my heat,” she said as she cracked up laughing.
“Yo’ ass corny as hell for that one. Don't ever aspire to be a rapper.”
We sat in silence for a moment and all you could hear was the machine beeping.
“Ava,” I said breaking the silence as I sat in the chair next to her.
“I'm feeling the fuck outta you. I know we have been down this road before, but it's just something about you that makes me want to keep you near me. We going to be together, I already know that, but all this fucking around you doing going to have to stop. I just ain't that nigga to sit around and do nothing while you out here fucking around. If I can be faithful to you with all the pussy being thrown at me, I'm expecting you to do the same for me. You got this hard demeanor, but I know there is a softer side because you have shown it to me. For me this street shit is just temporary, but I think you want it to be permanent for you. I know Duce wants better for you and so do I, but I won't make you choose because all I want is you. The rest we can work out later. For now I really want to see how far we can go with this.”
I looked her in her eyes because I wanted her to know what I felt was real.
“I want more than anything to be with you Ayce, but I am scared I am just going to fuck up again. My heart has always and will always belong to you, and I have loved no other nigga but you. You have so much going for yourself and I don't want to mess that up. Shit, I am Ava Emily Cummings, just another street thug with a pussy. You wouldn't even know what to do with me.”
“I know what to do with you alright. Love you and give you some of this meat.”
I got up out the chair I was sitting in and went over to Ava, placing my lips on hers.
“You know you want me and you got me in here begging like you got me whipped or something. I ain't never sweated a female like this.”
I paused and shook my head at myself because I couldn't believe this was me right now.
“All I'm asking for is a chance to see where this goes.”
Ava looked deep into my eyes, almost like she was trying to see if I was full of shit. The feelings I had for this girl had me on edge and feeling soft, but I have to follow my heart and it's with her.
I bent down to kiss her lips again, but was interrupted by a knock at the door.
Chapter 13
Ava
“Ms. Cummings, mind if I come in?”
This man standing at my door dressed in a cheap suit from Men's Warehouse and smelling of cheap cologne, could only mean he is 5-0, but why the fuck was he at my door.
“Who wants to know?” I asked crossing my arms over my chest. It was a much needed distraction, because Ayce was laying it on thick, but nothing good could come of this visit.
“I am Detective Kojak and I need to ask you and Mr. Thomas here some questions.”
Detective Kojak couldn't be no older than 26. He was a tall, thin white man with dirty-blonde hair and piercing eyes.
Ayce glared at Detective Kojak as he continued to talk.
“You got a problem Mr. Thomas?”
“Just ask what you came to ask so you can leave.”
“Ms. Cummings, an anonymous source told us that you were involved in a shooting two days ago that landed you here.”
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