“Jeeeebbbb. Jeb, baby,” she groaned.
“Yes, Tameka. What is it, baby?” I went for her lips and kissed her. That’s when I felt her body tense up completely. She was about to release, and so was I.
Her grip tightened on me, and she yelled out my name. “Jeb!”
“Tameeekkaaa,” I groaned out as we climaxed together.
Making love to Tameka felt as natural as breathing. I laid down next to her and brought her into my chest. She cuddled in next to me and interlocked her fingers with mine. I kissed her cheek. “I have to go before the kids wake up.”
“I don’t want you to,” she said as she rubbed my arm over the spot where my brotherhood tattoo used to be before I got it removed.
“I don’t want to either, but we decided it was best,” I said as I suckled her bottom lip into my mouth and kissed her before I got out of bed to get dressed.
Tameka looked like an angel as she sat up in bed and watched me.
“Something on your mind?” I asked, noticing sadness enter her eyes.
“Yeah.” She sighed. “Jeb, you’ve met my parents.”
“Yes, and they are great people,” I replied.
“But I haven’t met your father,” she said. “When am I going to meet him?”
“Meeting my family won’t be that simple. We’re talking about people who have prejudices that go back generations. I need more time to work on my father,” I said.
“So he doesn’t know about me?” she asked.
Her expression fell flat as if I had let her down. I couldn’t have that. The truth was, I had told my father about Tameka and how much she meant to me, but he’d shunned me and asked me to leave his house.
“No. He knows about you. He’s just not ready to meet you yet. A lot of people aren’t ready for our love, baby,” I said.
“Well, we have each other right?” she asked.
I kneeled down beside the bed so that we were eye to eye. “Of course, and don’t you ever doubt that. When the time is right, we’ll cross that road of introducing you to my father,” I said, kissing her goodnight. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Tameka walked me to the door and watched me walk to my car. As I got inside, all I could think about was my father and the way he pushed me away after I told him about her. She was the one; that much I knew. I had to figure out how to get my father to understand that, and, hopefully, get him to open his heart to a new idea of love, life, and family.
Chapter 17
Tameka
I watched as Jeb pulled out of the driveway. I was about to close the door when I spotted what looked like a black BMW take off behind him. Squinting my eyes, I made out the license plate. When I saw MEL0DY spelled out, I started bugging out. It was Rodney! My heart raced in my chest as I dialed Jeb’s phone, and it went straight to voicemail.
“Dammit, Jeb,” I mumbled, remembering he’d turned his phone off after he got here and didn’t turn it back on before he left. I dialed my neighbor’s number while slipping on my shoes. I grabbed my purse and keys and headed out the door.
“Hello?” Linda answered with a bit of concern in her tone.
“Hey, Linda, it’s Tameka. Will you do me a favor and come over to watch the kids?”
“What’s going on? Is everything okay?” she asked, sounding concerned.
“No. I don’t know. The kids are sleeping, and I have to run out. It’s an emergency.” I didn’t want to sound nervous, but my quivering voice was a dead giveaway.
“I’ll be right there, honey. Give me two minutes to put my shoes on,” Linda said.
“Thanks! The back door is unlocked.” I hung up and locked the front door behind me. I ran to my car and jumped in. I called Rodney as I backed out of the driveway, and my tires squealed as I hit the street corner.
“Hello, sweet darling?” he answered in a smug tone.