A Player Remade (Sequel to A Player in the Remaking)

Chapter Thirty Four

I kissed her forehead and rocked her back and forth. "Yeah, you definitely have me back now."

Brielle

"Chresanto! Stop, I'm trying to make dinner!" I said, shooing him away from me.

"Let me give you kissies!" He exclaimed, kissing my neck, forehead, and cheeks.

"Chresanto, I swear to God I'm about to cut you with this damn knife if you won't get off of me!"

"You're so mean." He pouted.

"You must not want dinner then." I replied.

Chresanto's mom had to run to Washington earlier this morning because a family member was in the hospital, so while she's gone I thought that I would come over and make my second family dinner. I was cooking smothered pork chops, macaroni and cheese, mashed potatoes and broccoli.

"No, but I do."

"Okay, then leave me alone."

"You might as well get used cooking for me and Lani. When we get married I expect five course meals every night."

I smirked. "You just gonna leave Christy and Keke out like that?"

"When we get married I'm not bringing those fools with us," He laughed. "It's just gonna be me, you, Lani, and maybe a mini Chresanto or Brielle."

"I'm not having any babies no time soon so you can forget it." I said, cutting off the stove and making four plates of food. Since Christy wasn't here, I only fixed a plate for Chresanto, Keke, Lani, and I.

"Keke! Lani! Time to eat!" Chresanto yelled, helping me place the plates on the table.

"It smells so go, Bri!" Keke yelled, taking a place next to Lani.

"I agree!" Lani exclaimed, grabbing her fork and spoon.

"Thanks, you guys. Don't dig in yet! We need to pray first. Who would like to say prayer?"

"Me!" Lani yelled.

"Go ahead, baby girl." Chresanto said.

"Dear God, please bless my family and my friends. Please keep everyone safe even my mommy because I love her and miss her a lot. Amen!"

"Amen." We all said.

After dinner, I gave Lani and Keke a bath then put them off to bed. I grabbed my backpack and car keys getting ready to go back home.

"Where are you going?" Chresanto asked, wrapping his hands around my waist.

"I'm about go home. I'm done taking care of my babies." I laughed, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Stay, we haven't had any alone time in a long time."

"Chresanto, we just got back from Mexico a week ago. You got plenty of alone time."

"Please just stay for me. I just want to cuddle with my girl."

I sighed. "Are my clothes still up there?"

"Yeah."

"I guess I can stay." I said, running up the stairs.

"That's what I like to hear." Chresanto said, smacking my butt.

"It didn't hurt!" I yelled.

Me and Chresanto sat in his bed cuddling as we watched a movie. I suddenly got that urge, that sexual urge as Chresanto started rubbing my thighs. I uncomfortably shifted and closed my thighs together.

"You okay babe?" Chresanto asked.

"No,"I moaned. "I'm getting those urges."

"What do you mean?"

"Does sexual urges. I get them every once in a blue moon. It's really bothering me."

Chresanto smirked and caressed my cheek. "You know I would love to help you out with those urges, but I have too much respect for you and your wishes. I know you want to wait till you're ready, so you're just gonna have to wait till then."

I smiled. "I love yo' ass."

"I love you too. Now, can we finish watching this movie?"

"But these urges are bothering me, Santo! The way you're up on me is just... It's too much."

"Baby girl can't take the heat I see."

"Shut up," I said, hitting his chest.

"I'm sorry you wanna go all holy on a nigga. You don't even go to church." He said, cracking up.

"I know, I'm about to start going. But the reason for me waiting until marriage or until I'm married isn't even because of God or anything. I just want to find a guy who'll love me for me and not my body. I want to make sure I give my virginity away to someone I love."

"Damn, true... I hope I can be that guy. You know I'll wait forever."

I rolled my eyes. "That's what everyone says. Christopher said the same thing and look what happened."

"I'm not Christopher. I know I haven't treated you right in the past, but I'm trying to change. I really really like you Brielle and Christopher is one hell of a dumb nigga to treat you like that. I'm not gonna lie, I get horny here and there but I'm not up to fucking these other bitches because I know I got a good girl right here. I'm not ready to lose you again. Ever."

"Aww," I smiled, pulling on his cheeks. "I find it so cute when you open up to me."

"Stop, a real nigga like me can't be in his feelings like this."

"Seriously, it's cute. You should do it more often."

He shrugged. "Whatever to make my girl happy."

"And I am happy. As long as I got you."