Pistol's Grip 3 (An Urban Love Tale) (Pistol's Grip (An Urban Love Tale)) by Nika Michelle

Author:Nika Michelle [Michelle, Nika]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-07-02T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Daisha

It was a good thing I’d seen that nigga Shyne going after Pistol. I made sure that he wasn’t able to kill him or tell him about us. It was a good thing I didn’t have to even stress about that anymore and a relief to know that nigga was dead. Then Kevia and Rock crossed my mind. What if she told him that I had shot her? They had to be taken care of next. Finally, I’d be able to relax. Well, at least about that.

Then Pistol wanted to stress me out about taking that damn pregnancy test. If only he knew the truth. Then he wouldn’t be so anxious to find out if I was pregnant or not. Why wasn’t he thinking straight? Was he that in love with me? Any other man would’ve considered the fact that Rae could’ve been the father if that test came up positive. It was as if the thought had never crossed his mind.

That nigga was so preoccupied with what he needed to think for his life to have purpose. If only he’d just think straight for one second. The sex was so damn intense between us and the passion was like nothing I’d ever experienced in my entire life. Yet and still, we had to realize that the physical aspect of our relationship was not enough to keep us together. There were just too many unknowns.

For the first time since I’d declared my love to Pistol, I was questioning it. From the outside looking in, it may have appeared that we moved way too fast, but our deep feelings seemed inevitable. When it came to him, I was like a moth to a flame. The irony of that just happened to be that if a moth got too close to that flame, it’s wings would burn.

“You need to try to get some sleep babe,” I heard Pistol’s low, deep voice behind me.

We were in the spooning position and he was just snoring lightly in my ear. It was a good thing he could sleep. My brain was working overtime. First of all, killing Shyne kept playing over and over again like a movie in my mind.

“I can’t,” I mumbled miserably.

His arms tightened around my waist and he pulled me closer. The warmth of his solid body against mine instantly made me melt. There were no tears that time, just feelings of despair and sadness. I just laid there praying that I wasn’t pregnant. Even if it was Pistol’s, I just wasn’t ready to bring a child into our fucked up ass situation.

Pistol’s lips were on my neck. “I can put you to bed ya’ know.”

“I’m not in the mood babe.”

He sighed. “Well, what can I do to help?”

“I don’t know...”

“Hmm, I don’t always have the answers ma, but I will say this. It is what it is. If you’re pregnant we’ll figure it out. I know you’re stressin’ ‘bout that and what happened wit’ Shyne. That nigga’s dead, but we’re still here.

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