Neither of them was at risk, but he wasn't quite ready to leave her yet. He planned to keep his word and be respectful of the fact that she had Ray with her, hence the fact that he chose to lay on top of the covers and kept his distance between her and her daughter.
Yami laughed and lifted her head. “Is there something I should be concerned about?”
“Man, no, just take your ass to sleep so that I can go to sleep. You’re stubborn as fuck, but I’m gon’ break you of that shit. That’s a promise, Yami.”
“And you’re rude as hell, and I’m going to break you of that. That’s a promise, Miego,” Yami mocked him, which made him smile.
She was just what he needed, and regardless of what she was thinking, she was going to be his.
“Good luck trying, but that shit ain't changing for nobody. Not even you.”
Yami let out a frustrated sigh before she snuggled up to her daughter, but she smiled thinking about him. He was definitely a handful, but there was something about him that already had her hooked.
“Damn, can I get a good night or some shit like that? And your ass got the nerve to call me rude.” Yami laughed because she could hear the smile in his voice. He was always doing the most, which was definitely a change from what she was used to.
“Good night, Miego.”
“Man, say that shit like you mean it.”
Yami sat up and crawled over her daughter, pecked him on the lips, and then crawled back to her side to lay down again.
“Good night,” she said softly before she snuggled up to Ray.
“Got me begging and shit. That ain't even me, shorty. Take your ass to sleep.”
Again, Yami smiled as she closed her eyes. Miego’s cologne traveled across Ray’s body and tickled her nose. The thought of him that close to her had her fighting with temptation, but she struggled through it. The room fell silent, and just like that, she was out.
Chapter Eleven
Miego woke up the next morning with his chest feeling weighted. He opened his eyes and smiled when he looked down and found Ray’s little body balled up on his chest. Her thumb was in her mouth while her tiny body was snuggled against his. He lifted his hand, letting it glide across her cheek, and she squirmed a little and slid her arm around his neck. Yami was next to them snoring lightly with her back against his side since Ray had forced him to his back at some point during the night. He felt bad because he had every intention of making it to his room, but at some point, he must have fallen asleep and never made it.
He didn't want to wake her, but he had to pee, so he carefully moved her little body off his chest and scooted over enough for Ray to snuggle up to her mother before he pulled the covers back and stood. Watching the two of them had him smiling. It felt weird as hell waking up to both Yami and Ray, but not in a bad way. He knew he could easily get used to that.
When Miego returned from the bathroom, Yami was up, but still lying in bed where he’d left her. Her hand moved through her daughter’s hair, which was all over the place, as she lay face to face with her. After realizing Miego was in the room with her again, she looked up at him and smiled.
“What time do you have class?” Miego asked, pulling the covers back and positioning his body behind Yami.
Like always, he began moving his hands across her body as he pressed his against hers, looking over her shoulder so he could see Ray.
“Ten and one fifteen.”
“I’ight bet, I’ll drop you off, and after that, we need to swing by and check out this place. Don't think I’m gon’ have your little ass up in shit like this every night,” Miego joked.
“I don't expect anything from you.”
“You need to because I have a list of shit that I expect from you. Some morning head is at the top of that list,” he teased but was being halfway serious.
“Can you please be serious?” Yami rolled her eyes.
“Shit, shorty, I’m serious as fuck, but we have time for that. What about Ray, where is she going? Does she go to daycare or some shit like that?”
“Yeah, but Yaz usually takes her and picks her up. Shit, Yaz, I know she’s flipping out.” Yami popped up and shoved Miego away from her body.
Her sudden movement caused Ray to stir and then open her eyes. She sat up and crawled to Yami, who was now sitting on the edge of the bed. Ray worked her way into her lap while Yami reached for her phone.
“Chill, she knows where you are. Well, maybe not where you are, but she knows you’re with me,” Miego said as he stood and walked over to his bag. He lifted it and dropped it on the bed, not really concerned with the way that Yami was flipping out.
“What do you mean she knows who I’m with?” Yami asked, realizing that she had two texts from her sister, one that said call me and the other said, I hope you know what you’re doing.