Page 45 of Dima
I’d spent so many years wanting to get away from these men and everything they stood for. Now it was clear to me that, more than guns, drugs, and women, they stood for each other.
“He’s going to pull through. I was able to get the bullet out.”
I let out a breath I didn’t even know I was holding. If that doctor would’ve said anything other than Dima was alive, I would have shot him myself.
“Can I go back there?”
“Yeah, he should be coming around soon.”
I sprang from the couch and padded my way to the back. Dima looked a lot better as he lay in the bed. The blood had been cleaned, and he was wearing fresh clothes. His shoulder and chest were patched up.
I ran a finger down his cheek and kissed his lips softly. I thanked God this man was still here with me. In a matter of months, he’d changed my world so drastically that I didn’t want to know what it would be like if he was taken away.
“I know those ain’t tears, princess. I been making you cry too much lately.”
His words sounded like they hurt to come out, but a smile followed them. I wanted to jump on top of him, but I had to remind myself he was in pain.
“Oh, thank you, God.”
I spoke to the man above before Dima because I knew without Him, none of this would be possible. My father would not have agreed to step away from a life of crime, and my man wouldn’t have survived this war. I knew we were only here because of His mercy and His grace.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah, it hurt like hell, but I’ll survive.”
“You better. Dima, I love you so much.”
I kissed him deeply, then laid my head on his chest. He placed his free hand on the back of my head and rubbed my hair down.
“I love you too, baby. I’m sorry about all of this, and I promise this is the last time I’ll ever make you cry.”
“You don’t have to apologize anymore. I’m just happy this is over.”
“Looks like you gon’ have to be my nurse for a while.”
“I can do that.”
I sat up and kissed Dima again. This time I took my time sucking his bottom lip, then letting my tongue wrestle his. I felt his dick harden underneath me.
“Can you wear one of them short nurse dresses so I can see your ass peeking out the bottom?”
“I’ll add one to my cart today.”
“Let me see something right now.”
“Dima, you are hurt, and my father is in the other room.”
“He not gon’ come back here. Please, baby? It’s gon’ make me feel better.”
I lifted my shirt and gave my man an eyeful. I wasn’t about to risk taking my damn pants off with my daddy a couple feet away.
“Fuck, them bitches so pretty.”
“Thank you, daddy.”
Dima licked his lips as I watched his dick brick even more. I got up from the bed and locked the door. Dima may have been too hurt to get it, but nothing was wrong with my mouth. A little head wouldn’t hurt.
“What you trying to do?”
