Our Little Secret

Fourty-Nine

Meek looked at Emily.

"You kissed my son?" He asked.

"What? No. I would never kiss anyone's child."

Meek clenched his jaw, grabbing Rihmeek from Nicki. Nicki stepped up, looking at Emily. She looked at her red lipstick, then tilted her head.

"Hi, are you Mr. Williams's client?"

"No, I'm his wife. Did you put your fucking lips on my son's mouth? Please don't lie to me. I'm not in the fucking mood."

Emily frowned. "Excuse me? I did not kiss him."

"Bitch, I gave you a chance to be truthful."

Nicki calmly walked over to Meek's desk, taking her earrings off. She tied her hair up into a bun and leaned down, unstrapping her heels.

"What is she doing?" Emily asked nervously.

"Shorty, you was kissing on our son, so whatever my wife does to you is none of my business."

Nicki walked over and grabbed Emily by her neck. She smashed her head into the wall and gripped her neck tighter.

"Let me make some shit clear to you. Don't ever im your fucking life put your nasty, thin ass lips on someone else's child. Especially mine."

"I- I understand."

Nicki let her go, then slapped fire from her face. Emily lifted her head as blood dripped from her mouth.

"You got herpes or some shit? Any diseases?" Meek asked Emily while examining Rihmeek's mouth.

"N-No. I'm sorry for kissing him."

Nicki looked over at Meek. "Please let me kill this bitch. I swear I want to kill her."

"Nah. Take him into the bathroom and rinse his mouth out. I'll handle her."

Nicki took Rihmeek into the bathroom and rinsed his mouth out.

"Are you okay, baby?"

"I kay, Mommy."

Nicki sighed, holding him against her chest. She kissed the top of his head.

"I'm sorry, baby boy. I shouldn't have left you out there. Let me see your mouth," she said.

He looked up, opening his mouth. Nicki shined the flashlight from her phone on his lips and in his mouth and shook her head.

"I still don't see anything concerning, but I'm taking you to the doctor tomorrow."

"Dot-ter," Rihmeek repeated, smiling.

Nicki smiled, kissing his forehead. She carried him back out, seeing Meek sitting at his desk with an agitated look on his face. He scrolled through his computer before typing a few things in.

"You okay?" Nicki asked him.

"Nah, but I'll be alright. He good?"

Nicki nodded, looking at Rihmeek. "Yeah. I don't see anything alarming so I'll wait until tomorrow to take him to the doctor."

"Ard. I'm sorry for not keeping an eye on him, Nic. I let him out of my sight for a few seconds and some shit like this happens," he sighed, shaking his head.

Nicki walked around the desk, gently pulling Meek into a kiss by his tie. She looked at him once she pulled away.

"Don't beat yourself up about it. Regardless of what happened, she shouldn't have kissed him."

Meek nodded. "You right."

"I know. Rihmeek and I are going to walk around the building and try to get some fresh air."