Chapter Fifteen
Indigo Nicole
"Indigo!" My father called. His voice echoed through the large house, annoyingly. I rushed over to his side on the white leather couch. I thought it was tacky but my stepmother insisted.
"Yes?" I questioned.
"Indigo, your mother called today."
I raised my eyebrow, what did this have to do with me? He obviously read my face because he went straight to explaining. "Indigo, she wants you to stay with me permanently." He announced as if it was a big shock. I gave him an ‘oh well’ look and smile. He smiled in reply.
"Where’s China?" He asked and I simply shrugged. It definitely was no concern of mine. As long as she wasn’t with Marcus I was too cool about her whereabouts. And I doubted that Marcus ever wanted to see her again after the way she’s been acting towards Riah lately….Which reminded me to call or at least text her tonight. I got up, and walked away. Even if it wasn’t the end of our father-daughter convo, I was done talking. And off to the showers even though it was only eight thirty.
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Thunderstorm.
And daddy’s out with evil step mom. Lord knows I’m afraid of storms. I sent Marcus a text to come over and he did. I opened the door in my night gown and hurried him in the house before he got wet. "Thank goodness for ya’ll having a screened walk way." He commented and I smiled and gave him a hug and a kiss. He shut the door and sat on my couch. I shut the lights out before joining him.
We talked for the longest, and finally I was drifting to sleep gradually. "Indi, baby, you gone dream bout me?" He asked.
"I don’t know babe, I usually can’t control what I dream about. But for you I can try to make an exception ."
"Indigo, I know you ain’t getting smart with me." He said, putting me on his lap.
"Santa, I’m too heavy for you to be putting me on your lap." I said sleepily.
"If I’m Santa this must be Christmas. What do you want?"
"For my boyfriend to stop bugging me. Can’t he see I’m sleepy?!" I growled.
"Well, let’s wake you up."
I was about to start my protest when I felt his hands on my hips, squeezing them. "Marcus?" I asked waking up a little. His full soft lips went to my neck, finding they’re way to my spot and then sucking. "Marcus, I can’t have a hickey." I whined.
"Find a spoon." He answered like it was nothing. I didn’t want to sit with a cold spoon on my neck just because he decided to be Count Dracula or Edward Cullen for a night. I turned slightly so I fully faced him, I could have SWORN I felt his lips going lower. His hand traced the lace on the trim on the gown.
"Mar-Mar- Mar-cus," I stuttered. "What are you doing?" I asked him, with my voice trembling.
"Making you mine."
"Marcus……I’m not ready." I said reluctantly, even though I was enjoying the rising heat in my body I knew I wasn’t ready. Well, I wasn’t ready to show anyone my body.
"For what? Who said anything about penetration? I just wanna make you fee as good as you been making me feel good. Lets go to your room, Bae."
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