Page 103 of Love U Down II

“I’m sorry I was a bitch.”

“Yeah?” I grabbed her face and let my thumb trace her jaw.

“Yeah.”

“Say that shit like you mean it.”

“Berlin, I’m sorry that I was a bitch. Genuinely.”

“I’m not gon’ say it’s okay, because it ain’t, but I accept your apology and I still love you.”

“Always?”

“And forever, Twin. You know you my fuckin’ baby.”

“I know that.” Myome lifted slightly and kissed me and I smiled against her mouth. “And I promise I’m not going to take you or your love or how well you handle me being a bitch for granted. Seriously. I’m not going to make it a habit. I promise.”

“I’ve never thought you took me for granted, Myome. Ever.” I kissed her forehead. “I’m sorry for being pushy.”

“I know you pushed because you were concerned about me.”

“I was.” I exhaled and let my hand drift from the side of her face to the back of her neck. “You want to talk about what was bothering you?”

“You want some apology head?”

“Hell yeah but I’m not letting you change the subject.”

Myome rolled on top of me and sat up.

“You sure?” she teased.

“Positive.” I reached up, grabbed her by her throat, and pulled her down. “I’m gon’ ask one question and you gon’ say yes or no.”

“Berlin––”

“I’m not going to push further than that and we can discuss the rest tomorrow after you answer my question and put that pussy on me.”

“Head has been upgraded to pussy?” Myome lifted her eyebrow.

“You were real mean. You hurt a nigga’s feelings for real and you ain’t even offer me none of the food I drove through the midday traffic to bring to you just to make sure you were good and well taken care of. You let me sit my ass there in silence, no food, hug, kiss, or nothing. Do you realize that?”

“Well now I definitely have to fuck the shit out of you.”

“That’s right.” We laughed and I yanked her closer.

She slid a hand between us to my dick.

“Didn’t I tell yo’ lil ass not to try to distract me?” I grabbed her hand with my free one to stop it.

She sighed.

“Alright. Let’s do your question then, Berlin.”

“And you’re going to be honest, right?”

“Yeah. I’m going to be honest.”

“Promise me that shit, Twin.”