Blackness Takes Over & Blackness Awaits by Norma Jeanne Karlsson Read Free Book Online Page A

a sort of guardian in another state. I got a scholarship and Uncle Mick pitched in so I could do this, but I don’t have any extra. Sorry.” I’m annoyed now, I feel like a dick charity case. Uncle Mick is actually really wealthy but I never ask him for money, although he gives it freely. He’s done enough for me. I don’t think he’d be real keen on the idea of me moving in with a bunch of guys I just met either. I have a lot of explaining to do as it is.
    “Fuck that noise. We didn’t ask you for your money, we asked you to move in with us,” Sully’s irritated now. “What the fuck, Kid? Do you think we’re teenage multimillionaires? Our place is Kavanagh’s pop’s place. He bought it so we’d all have a place for four years during undergrad, so we wouldn’t have to dorm it or live at home. None of us pay shit, and I know that’s fucked up but that’s how it is.”
    I look up at Kavy and he’s grinning at Sully like: point boys, Kid zero. Fuckers.
    I clear my throat to gain back their attention.
    “I’ve been living on my own since I was eight, boys. Uncle Mick had a hands-off approach and it worked for both of us. I don’t know how to do family.” And there was the truth. The reason I was fighting this so hard. I don’t know how to do family.
    Cally sighs grabbing my hand, rubbing my knuckles. That’s his thing I’m learning.
    “Kid we get that, and we’re not trying to force you to do something you’re uncomfortable with. Even though these two jackholes make it seem that way.” He glowers at them. “We love having you at our place. We can’t explain it any more than you understand it. You’re like the missing piece to our puzzle Kid, you just fit. If you can’t move in with us it’s fine, we’ll just hang out with you all the time. Enjoy your dorm concerts and cafeteria food.” He puts both hands in the air, raising the roof with a fake smile plastered on. I laugh. There isn’t enough room in my dorm to accommodate their size, much less their shenanigans. Cally’s holding my hand again, looking at the boys with an “accept the inevitable” gaze. I let out a deep breath that I’ve been unknowingly holding.
    “Okay.” It isn’t even a whisper. Sully’s head snaps toward me.
    “What?” Kavy asks Sully, clearly he hadn’t heard me.
    “She said something. It sounded like okay.” If his eyebrows rise any higher they’ll be in his hairline. I clear my throat and they’re all staring at me now.
    “Okay,” it’s above a whisper but still not confident. Fuck no, it isn’t confident. I’m scared shitless of this whole plan! Not scared of my boys, I’m scared of how to do this and not get hurt.
    “Wooooooo!!” Kavy yells and jumps up out of his chair. He runs around the table to me and rips me up out of my seat, smashing me into his chest.
    “I can’t breathe Kavy,” I gasp.
    “Sorry.” He loosens up a bit, only for Sully to sweep me to him next. They always smell so fucking good. Cologne, mint, and something just them, it’s comforting for me. Cally gets me next, his 6’6” frame engulfing me. He pulls me into a hug, dragging my feet off the floor. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him tight. He murmurs thank you into my hair and puts me back down. The whole restaurant is gawking at us.
    Slap! Sully smacks my ass like I just scored a touchdown.
    “Hands off the ass O’Sullivan,” I hiss at him. He frowns.
    “That’s Sully to you, Kid.” He winks at me. “That was a friendly ass slap. I do the same to Kav and Cal all the time.”
    “Is that before or after you go down on them?” His jaw hits the floor and the other two bend in half laughing. I grab the check and we head to the counter to pay. Kavy and Cally are still chuckling as we crawl into Cally’s SUV. I jump in the back with Sully who is still eyeballing me after my comment.
    “What?” I roll my eyes at him.
    “You,” he says, like that’s an answer.
    “Me, what Sully?”
    “You’re not