Miss Opportunity - Ch. 38.2

“Why aren’t you still in the tub where I left you?” Millsap asked, entering the bedroom an hour later.

“What did you want me to do? Stay in there until my hands and feet turned all wrinkly?” A languid Cami stirred from her lounging position on the bed and propped up on one of the large pillows. She was so relaxed right now. “You have been gone a whole hour, you know,” she added, looking at the digital clock on the cherry wood nightstand.

“Has it been that long?” Millsap looked down at his black Rolex watch for confirmation. “I guess it has.” He looked back up at her. “Sorry for taking so long, but I decided to drop Mama’s bags off at her house while I was out. By the way, big ups on labeling all the bags so I’d know which was which.”

“You have your mother to thank for that. Bonnie didn’t want her expensive gifts to get mistaken for my ‘cheap’ ones.” Cami scoffed. “Nothing I bought today was under a hundred dollars.”

Millsap chuckled. “Anything under a grand is chicken change to my mother.” He sat on the edge of the bed and untied his black sneakers.

“Why am I not surprised?” Cami rolled her eyes upwards. “Anyway, I know Bonnie gave you her side of the story on what happened at the restaurant. So tell me, how bad did she make me out to be in her version?”

“Very bad.” Millsap grinned. “I see you’ve come to know my mother very well in just a short period of time.”

“Yep.” Cami laughed. “Now tell me what she said.”

As Millsap removed his shoes and clothing, he told Cami how Bonnie blamed the whole altercation on her. How his mother claimed that she had to end up spending some of her light bill money just to pay the large fare for the taxi ride home.

“When I reminded Mama that all of her utility bills are sent directly to me every month, she started claiming dementia for herself,” Millsap concluded, getting up to put his clothes and shoes away.

“So now she’s trying to have Alzheimer’s just to get more sympathy and ultimately more money from you?” Cami asked, following his underwear-only clad figure around the room with her eyes.

“Yep.” Millsap looked over in the corner to make sure Cami’s clothes and shoes had been put away, as well. They had. After all, his woman was a neat freak and cleaning machine. Just one more thing he loved about her.

“I told Mama I wasn’t falling for that either,” Millsap continued. That I knew nothing was wrong with her mind or her memory. That I was even willing to take her to the doctor tomorrow morning just to prove it.”

“What did she say to that?” Cami asked, mesmerized by how defined the muscles in his back were. Every muscle group could be seen, which was a testament to how diligent Millsap was with his three-day a week exercise regiment.

“She called me a bad son. Told me that I was probably gonna die early for not honoring my mother,” Millsap said matter-of-factly as he closed the closet door and then turned around.

“What!?” Cami sprung up from the bed, no longer relaxed now. “What kind of mother would wish an early death on her child?”

“My kind of mother.” Millsap shrugged it off. “I don’t pay Mama no mind when she gets to talking like that. I know it’s all just to get even more money from me. Then when or if she finally does, she be blessing the ground a brotha walks on.”

“Even still, I’m gonna ask Mama Ingram to pray that what Bonnie said don’t come to pass,” Cami said with anxious eyes. “I don’t want anything to happen to you, Millsap. I just got you. I’m not ready to lose you anytime soon.” She hugged him tightly about his torso.

“I’m not planning on going anywhere anytime soon, my queen,” Millsap replied, showing no fear of death as he wrapped his arms about her. “But just in case I do get caught up out there in them streets one day, I’m gonna make sure you and Little Man are straight. In fact, I just added y’all to my will today.”

Mike-Mike and Franco made some adjustments to their wills today, as well. Tonja and Rena were added to Mike-Mike’s will, though his grandmother remained the beneficiary. Franco made Deborah his sole beneficiary, because she was the only baby-mama that he trusted to do right by all of his children if something were to happen to him. His legitimate businesses would be sold and the proceeds distributed equally among his children’s college funds.

As for Millsap, his sole beneficiary remained his father. His mother remained a recipient of mostly income-producing property while Cami and Little Man would be the recipients of sizable gifts, including some real estate.

Cami withdrew with a sharp inhalation. “You put us in your will?”

Millsap smiled. “Yep. Should anything happen to me, Little Man’s college education will be paid for and also his very first car. This house will automatically be yours along with a few other things.” He paused and added in more serious tone, “Provided you’re not the one to kill a brotha, of course.”

“You don’t have to worry about that. Not only do I love you too much to take your life, I learned a hard lesson behind that E-Blade situation,” Cami replied. “If that house hadn’t been in Dee’s name and if that strip club hadn’t been willed to her kids, my cousin might not have been able to start her life over in another state and start her own business at the same time. Especially since Dee got nothing from the life insurance company,” Cami concluded, speaking about things she knew. She was unaware that Delia had also gotten financial help from their Enfield friends, mainly Bonz and Racker, and thus would have been able to open her business anyway.

“Good.” Millsap’s smile returned. He was pleased that Cami didn’t need to be told that his friends wouldn’t take kindly to her being responsible for his demise. That they would likely retaliate against her, making it impossible for her to live long enough to enjoy the things he’d left her in his will.

Suddenly just the thought of anything happening to Cami intentional or otherwise filled Millsap with a sense of desperation. He could take facing his own death, but not hers. Never hers.

“I love you so much, girl,” Millsap said with thick emotion lacing his voice, hugging her tighter.

“I love you, too, baby,” Cami replied, not complaining in the least about the extra affection. She hugged him tighter, too.

“Had enough rest, my queen?”

“Yes.” Cami withdrew slightly to smile up at him.

Millsap grinned and swooped down to capture her lips.

As usual, Cami was down for the cause. She immediately melted into that hot kiss, returning his flickers with equal fervor. Her hands moved down his torso to his black boxers.

Millsap moaned loudly when she grabbed him and squeezed. “Get that, baby,” he urged huskily.

“Raw?” Cami asked. “You know I stopped my pills last week, right?”

At that reminder of her choice to cease putting unnecessary chemicals into her body since he always had enough protection for them both, Millsap went over to the tall cherry wood chest and retrieved two gold packs from the top drawer. He discarded his boxers and tossed them in a nearby hamper along the way.

By this time, Cami had discarded her powder-blue gown and returned to the bed. “How do you want me, baby? This way…or…that way?” she said, switching from one provocative position to the next.

“All of the above,” Millsap replied, approaching the bed with love in his eyes and deep passion oozing from his pores.

Cami expected him to take her fast and furious. Instead he took her slowly…and oh so tenderly. The man appeared to relish every advance and retreat. He kept watching every advance and retreat, too. Kept licking his lips as he did.

Cami found herself watching them, too. Tears soon filled her eyes as the joy of their coupling saturated her whole being. Could sex really be this wonderful?

Millsap didn’t cry, but he was no less affected by the powerful experience. In fact, it was at that moment that he decided to increase the dollar amount of her monetary inheritance. For giving him this much joy on the earth, how could he not make sure Cami was still taken care of comfortably once he left it?

© 2008 by Suprina Frazier