Page 105 of Unlucky You
Our children. That shit got me every time. Raiden was just as much Saniya’s as our daughter was and this moment was too damn surreal. I had to fight hard not to let my thoughts shift to a dark place because this was too reminiscent of a past I was still recovering from. The good thing was Saniya always gave me space to work through those memories and never tried to push me in one direction or another. I loved this woman so muchbecause of the way she loved me and my son; it was suffocating at times.
“That just saved your ass.”
She rolled her eyes and locked her phone. “The Pit?” She frowned, wrinkling her nose when she glanced at the building then back to me.
“You got a problem with this place?”
Her smile was teasing and she shook her head gently. “Nope, it’s our spot.”
I chuckled and leaned across the seat, brushing my fingers over her cheek. “It’s our beginning.”
“Hmm, let’s see… You punched a man who tried to harass me and then scared the shit out of me when I showed up stalking you. So very romantic.”
I moved my hands down her cheek to her neck, gripping firmly as I pulled her close enough to taste her lips.
“It’s very fucking romantic and obviously I didn’t scare you enough because you still brought your ass to that fight when I told you to stay away.”
She smiled against my mouth when I kissed her again. “Women have to take charge or love doesn’t happen. Men are stubborn. Without me, we wouldn’t be here. What’s a little light stalking and refusal to comply in comparison to what we gained?”
“You and that damn girl math.” I let my teeth graze her bottom lip, then sucked it into my mouth, ending our conversation with another kiss.
“The best math in the world but why are we here?”
“Tali asked if we would pull up. I told him we would stop through but we weren’t staying all night. I have plans for my wife.” I dropped my eyes and allowed them to slowly crawl over her body. Saniya was always chill, dressed in jeans and T-shirts, which worked for me, but the way she’d switched it up tonight—with a black bodysuit and leather jacket—had my dick incredibly hard.
As good as she looked in it, I couldn’t wait to get her out of it.
“What hoe of the week is he introducing us to tonight?”
I smirked and shrugged. “Don’t know and don’t care. Thirty minutes tops.” I reached for my door handle to get out and she stopped me.
“Do I have to be nice?”
I laughed lightly, knowing what that was all about. Sameena and Tali had been fucking on the low. They tried to pretend it wasn’t happening and every time either one of us questioned them, they denied it. But the death glares they delivered when we were all together and the other showed up with a plus one was proof enough. Whatever they had going on didn’t bother me as long as it didn’t complicate what we had going on.
“The only thing you will ever have to do in life is love and be loved by your man. Anything else is optional.” I winked and got out, rounding the car to let her out. After I hit the locks, I dropped my arm around her shoulder, tucking her into my side and walking to the entrance. Once inside, we did a quick scan and found Tali tucked away in the corner of the building with some woman who could pass for Sameena’s twin. So by default, she looked a lot like Saniya as well.
I groaned at how fucking transparent he was but would damn sure keep my thoughts to myself.
“What’s up, family?” Tali flashed a smile and extended a fist toward me as soon as we reached the table. I met his closed fist with mine and let my baby in the booth, following after her. My arms stretched over the back and she snuggled into my side.
“You still out here minding people’s business I see,” Tali said amusedly after he focused his attention on my wife. “I saw that post with that Royals player.”
“Royals player? Are you famous?” The woman next to him frowned and her eyes darted back and forth between Tali and Saniya.
“No.” Saniya offered a fake smile since she was trying to be polite.
“Don’t be modest, Saniya.” He turned to the woman next to him. “You were just looking at her shit. The post about Yara?”
“Wait… you’re Saniya Montgomery.”
“Sinclair,” she and I both said at the same time. Saniya continued to use her maiden name when being credited for her images but we also clarified she was very fucking married when the topic came up.
“Saniya Sinclair, so you’re not Saniya Montgomery.”
“I am but that’s my maiden name.”
The girl’s eyes lit up. “Your pictures are on Jabari’s page. The ones of him, Kinnidi, and their son. I just loved the post and shared it on my story as goals.” She leaned forward. “What was he like? Is he as sexy in person? That man is fine as shit.”