“Thanks for bringing my shit over,” I tell Black, who is standing at the door. He hands me my suitcase, but he hasn’t spoken and he refuses to move. I wait and there’s still no response. “Are you going to talk?”

“Faith is okay with you moving in here?”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

“Exactly what it means.”

“If she wasn’t, do you think I’d be standing here?”

“I don’t really know you, Titan. Except that you were an asshole to my cousin when she needed you to be a man. So to answer your question, I don’t know.”

I drop my bags on the floor and cross my arms, daring him to talk more shit. He’s not wrong; I was a dick to Faith when she told me about the baby. But until Black has chased a woman and had her walk out on him twice and then get sucker punched like I did that day at the church, he can shut his fucking mouth.

After Faith’s story about her ex, I’m needing a few things to punch and Black’s face is as good as any. We stand there, neither of us giving an inch, until Faith comes in from the kitchen.

“What’s going on?” she asks, immediately picking up on the tension in the room.

“I was just explaining to Titan that I wasn’t sure you really wanted him staying here,” Black says, his eyes not leaving mine.

“I was just explaining to Black he could go fuck himself,” I respond, not blinking.

“So really you guys are in a pissing match.”

Both of us grunt in reply to her.

“Black, I got to warn you, if the two of you are going to get in a contest to see who has the biggest dick, Titan will win.”

“What?” we both ask again, our gazes jerking to her instantly. Faith is leaning against the side of the sofa staring at both of us.

“I’m just saying that I’ve seen both and Titan’s is bigger. So if we could wrap this up sometime today, that’d be swell.”

“I doubt it’s bigger,” Black grumbles under his breath.

“When did you see his dick?”

I turn to face Faith then and before I had just been thinking about punching Black in the face. Now I need to.

“Several times.”

“Several times?” I bark.

“You’ve never seen it hard and ready though, and damn it, it’s plenty big. Probably bigger than this asshole’s,” Black mutters from behind me. He must have decided to come inside because he slams the door.

“I love you, Black, but it’s not.”

“When did you see his dick?” I growl again.

“Titan?”

“Answer me, Faith.”

“Oh my God! Are you jealous?”

“I want to know when you saw Black’s dick.”

“Several times,” she grins and it’s a grin that has her daring me to spank her ass.

“Tell me when,” I growl.

“I’ll have you know some women are afraid of my dick when they see it because it’s so big,” Black grumbles and God, I really want to punch him.

“Well, the first time I think I was three,” she grins and Christ, she’s busting my balls and enjoying it.

“It was even big back then.”

“Will you shut up about the size of your dick,” I growl.

“I just want it on record that my dick is not small. I’ve never had a complaint either, not one, and there’s been plenty of women, let me tell you. Plen—tee!”

I roll my eyes at him and pinch the bridge of my nose.

“So you’ve only seen his dick when you were kids. Quit trying to make me hit him, Faith.”

“I saw it again when I was four, maybe five,” she says smiling sweetly.

“You were older. What were you doing showing a kid your damn dick?” I growl, mad all over again and ready to kill Black.

“I’m not that much older! And we were playing farm. Plus, again, I’d like to point out that we were kids and my dick is definitely bigger now. Plus, again, I was not hard. There was no erection. It’s unfair to judge a man when he’s not rose to the occasion.”

“What the fuck is farm? You white people are fucking nuts,” I growl and Faith bursts out laughing.

It’s a beautiful sound, and she’s damn gorgeous—so gorgeous it hurts to look at her. So gorgeous that looking at her like this helps rid me of some of my anger. After what she shared with me earlier today and the pain I saw on her face, her laugh almost makes this shit worth it. I haven’t seen her this happy—this close to being the Faith I was drawn to, since we were in Buck-Stop and she was telling those old men I was a chick. Twisted as it is, I like it enough my bad mood is almost completely gone.

“Farm. Black, Blue, Hope, and I used to play it.”

“Blue?”

“Black’s twin. I don’t think you’ve met him. He’s been out of town.”

“Jesus, there’s two of you?”

“I’m the best, and might I add, I have the biggest dick of the two of us.”

“Your brother is named Blue,” I mumble, thinking it’s official that Ida Sue is the craziest woman I’ve ever met in my life. “What is farm and why in the hell couldn’t they play it with Petal or Maggie?”

“That’s our sister, C.T. What you’re suggesting is sick.”

“What?”

“It’s farm, where you milk the cows and throw corn out to the chickens, that kind of thing.”

“Milk the cow… You touched her breasts?”

“Well, technically they were udders,” Black says.

“You fucking pervert, and you let her touch your dick?”

“Well, that wasn’t part of the game.” Black shrugs.

“Then why did she touch it?” I turn to look at Faith. “Why did you touch it?”

“I’d never seen one and if they were going to touch my boobs, I was going to touch whatever they had.”

“I… Where in the hell were your parents while all this was going on?”

“You probably don’t want to ask that right now,” Black says.

“Is this only time you saw Black’s dick?”

“Well, no. I was staying the night with Petal and Black was out in the barn with that girl. What was her name? Do you remember, Black?”

“Not really. There’s been a lot of girls. Because I have a very big dick.”

“Oh, come on, you can’t forget her,” Faith argues.

I’m starting to get a headache.

“A very big dick which is highly in demand,” he adds. Jesus.

“Remember, Black,” Faith continues, ignoring him. “She was dating White at the time.”

“Ohhh… You mean Candy.”

“Yeah! God, she was such an airhead. She was an insult to blondes. Really, women like her is why blondes have bad names,” Faith huffs. “I wonder whatever happened to her?”

“She was a porn star for a while. At least until her fake boobs burst.”

“Oh my God! They burst?” Faith cries.

“Yeah. Don’t worry, though. Her husband does that shit for a living. She’s like a Double V now.”

“Double V?” I ask, because I can’t keep up with her crazy, but fuck, Double V tits are worth at least looking at once in your life.

“Yeah, and I know what you’re thinking, C.T.”

“Doubtful.”

“I do, but you’re wrong. Some things should not be seen. You never get it out of your head. Turns out boobs can be too big—unlike dicks. Did I mention my dick is above average in size? And width really. Everyone knows that width is more important too.”

“You need to let it go, Black,” I start, but I don’t get the rest of my thought out because a throw pillow hits me in the head.

“C.T.?”

“Faith—”

“As in the C.T. that owns this fucking house?”

“Faith—”

“As in the C.T. with a temperature so huge he couldn’t be bothered to come and collect the rent? That C.T.?”

“Fuck, sorry, man. It just slipped out,” Black says, but I ignore him. I’m concentrating on Faith.

A very pissed off Faith.