Lelani Faces Rejection From Richard's Daughter

The moment of truth. It was time to head to Boston to talk to Richard’s family. The word had gotten out that we were getting married. I left Tampa wearing jeans and a cute sweater, but when I arrived in Boston I had to opt for a coat. Needless to say, I was not in a great mood.

I was born in Hawaii and spent most of my childhood there before we ended up in Florida. I hated cold. It was like my body couldn’t function in temps under 65 degrees. When Richard picked me up from the airport. He chuckled, “What’s that face?”

I frowned, “It’s my, I don’t do cold face.”

He kissed my lips and instantly, I felt warm. It had been almost a week since I had seen him. He smiled, “Well, let’s get you home so I can get you warmed up.”

“I can’t wait.”

We drove to his place. He owned an apartment that had a nice view of the water and the streets below. The windows were huge and didn’t have any coverings. I walked over to the sofa and sat as he took my things to the bedroom.

He returned and asked would you like to go out for dinner. The look on my face spoke volumes. “I guess I’ll order something and have it delivered,” he said as he dialed a local restaurant that had some of his favorites he had spoken about.

He ordered lobster rolls, clam chowder, and a few other items. When it arrived, we ate while looking out at the magnificent view of the city. “Tomorrow is the big day,” he said smiling.

I had no idea why he was smiling. Not many aside from a few people were happy about us being engaged. I was not looking forward to meeting his daughter. Jade had already told me she was going to act a plum fool.

I nodded, “Yep.”

He rubbed my shoulder, “Everything will be fine. No matter what, we’re getting married.”

I smiled. He kissed my mouth and we cleared the table. Later that night we listened to some sensual music while we sat in the living room talking. He was full-on red wine and his eyes shined. Before long, he had that look like he wanted to devour me.

Kissing all over me, feeling me up, biting and licking all over me. He peeled off my clothes little by little until I was naked and sitting on his cock, sliding up and down his shaft. He held my ass tight and looked into my eyes. I placed my lips on his. As I looked up, I saw little flecks of white dancing against the darkness. It was beautiful like a painting. The music sounded, our bodies connected, and our hearts raced as the snow fell. All I needed was him at that moment his love was enough. I was ready to face his family during lunch the next day.

*****

The day of reckoning was upon us, or maybe I was being overly dramatic. I had this insane knot in my gut as Richard drove to his parent's house. He reached over for my hand, “Stop worrying. My parents will love you.”

“You did tell them, right?”

“What?”

“About me…you know so it won’t be such a shock.”

He chuckled, “They know you’re black. And that you’re younger.”

I nodded, “That made me feel a little better. I didn’t want a bunch of awkward looks.”

Driving up to the property, I saw the plethora of cars already parked out front, “How many people are here?” I asked.

“Just a few people.” He parked in the available spot behind another car in the driveway. Then he helped me out of the car. As we walked to the huge two-story yellow house, Jade came out with Bill to greet us, “Oh my god, look at you,” she said.

I replied, “No look at you, you look beautiful,” I hugged her and then hugged Bill, “Hey son,” I joked.

He shook his head, “Hello Lelani, hi dad,” he said as he hugged his father, “Everyone’s waiting.”

“We’re not late,” said Richard as he walked toward the door to open it.

“I know, but everyone came a little early. We’ve been waiting for half an hour.”

We walked inside and saw the sea of faces staring at us. There were his parents Lillian and Nick Harris, they greeted me with a smile, “Hello dear, aren’t you pretty.”

“Thank you,” I replied smiling.

His brothers Dave and George kissed the top of my hand. His sister Susan eyed me over the top of her glasses and gave a tight-lipped smile.

For some reason, his ex-wife was there. She and Susan looked to be whispering about me to each other. Inside I was tickled. His daughter Joanna stood next to her husband.

She stared at me, “So, this is her?” she said to her father.

“Yes, this is Lelani, my fiancé.”

I waved. She huffed and rolled her eyes. The mother smiled, “We have food, let’s get to the dining room and eat.”

The meal started out quiet, all you could hear was the sound of forks touching plates, people sipping drinks, clearing their throats. Then Dave said, “I saw the pictures you posted from your trip to Mexico. I haven’t been there in a long time. I have to get back.”

Richard smiled, “It was a good time.” His cheeks blushed as he looked at me. I blushed because we did have an amazing time.

His wife rolled her eyes, “Richard and I used to go to Mexico once a year. Remember the spot in Cancun?”

Richard eyed her with confusion, “We went a few times.”

“Well, I’m just saying.”

“It must have felt good being back in your country,” said his sister Susan.

My face scrunched, I looked at Richard, then Jade, and she shook her head. My neck was hot, but I decided not to break bad on her. “I’m sorry, I’m American. I’m not Mexican.”

“Oh, dear. I’m sorry.” She looked at Margaret, “I thought you said she was from Mexico.”

“I just thought with her name—”

“Mom, I told you that Lelani was American,” said Bill.

“It doesn’t matter. I think she’s sweet. If Richard loves her, I can love her too,” said his mother.

His father lifted his glass, “I can drink to that.”

“So, we’re just all going to pretend this isn’t weird,” his daughter blurted out. Her husband eyed her.

“Jo, don’t—”

“No Mark, this is ridiculous. We all know why you’re with my father.”

“Joanna.”

“No, dad. This has to be said. Why would this young, pretty girl be all over you when she could go be with someone her age?”

“I don’t know Joanna…could it be because we enjoy spending time together. That he’s a great person, that he makes me laugh. Or…it could be because he’s hung low.” I smiled.

The men chuckled. She didn’t find it funny, “Gosh you’re so crass.”

“Yes. I’ve been told that a time or two and it doesn’t hurt my feelings.”

“This is what you’re marrying dad. She’s only going to take your money.”

“Joanna. That is enough.”

She shut up quickly. Her face was pouty. Bill shot her a look, “Lelani has her own successful business. And from what I could tell when I was there dad and Lelani do enjoy each other’s company…loudly.”

I smirked. A few times our lovemaking got boisterous. I thought playing the radio loud would muffle out the sound.

“Let’s all calm down,” said his mother.

Suddenly I felt a thump in my belly. I touched my stomach and she noticed my baby bump, “Wait is that a—are you, is she pregnant?” she asked her father.

“Yes, the baby is due in June.”

Her face turned fire-engine red. “That. That child. I will not even consider it as a sibling of mine.”

I lifted up my plate, looked under the table, and even searched my purse. Everyone but Jade stared at me. She was trying hard not to laugh.

“What are you looking for?” she asked.

“Just a fuck to give. It seems I can’t find one,” I smiled sarcastically. She stormed away from the table. I looked at Richard, “I’m tired, babe.”

He nodded, “I have to take my wife home.”

“She’s not your wife.”

Richard rolled his eyes at Margaret, “She will be soon! I suggest everyone get used to the idea. And please don’t come to the wedding if you don’t want to be there.”

On the way back to Richard’s place, I looked at him and stated, “I’m sorry about tonight.”

“You have nothing to apologize for.”

I appreciated him standing by my side. It felt good. Yet as I sat there replaying the hatred from his ex-wife, daughter and sister my stomach felt horrid. I felt moist in the seat of my pants, which provoked me to look down to see what the hell was happening. I saw red. I was bleeding.

Richard saw the panic on my face, “What’s wrong?”

“I’m bleeding,” my eyes watered, “Take e to a hospital right now.”

He hurried to make a U-turn and we ended up in an emergency room. They looked me over. Did an exam, and an ultrasound. My heart rate was elevated. I needed to relax. The whole moment leading up to the trip to Boston had me on edge even though I convinced myself I wouldn’t care if his family accepted me…part of me was hurt. My body reacted to all that negative energy.

The baby was fine. I called Mario, “What happened, is the baby okay?”

“Yes. Yes. The baby is fine. I just wanted you to tell you what happened.”

“Did anyone hurt you?

“No. I’m fine. I’m just trying to get used to all of this. His daughter was hateful. My dad is still acting funny.”

“I wish I could give you a hug right now.”

I smiled, “Yeah, would be nice. How’s Yasmin. She’s about ready to deliver right?

“End of February. She’s. She’s been having a hard time. I don’t know. We’ve been arguing a lot lately.”

“I’m sorry to hear that. Maybe it’s just the hormones.”

“Naw it’s more than that. We used to get into it a lot before. She’s the super jealous type. Wants to check my phone and all that crazy shit. It’s too much you know.”

I chuckled, “You have nothing to hide right.”

“That’s not the point. I need her to chill. She’s always on edge. Like she can’t just have fun. Be silly. I miss that about us. We had fun.”

Richard entered the room, “I have to go. I’ll talk to you later.” I ended the call.

“Are we ready to head out?”

“Yes.”