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Half the time, I wanted to let him know that his ex-wife was about to become my new wife, and I would be damned if I allowed her to slip away because I didn’t have self-control.
The feeling was mutual because I couldn’t stand a Black man who forgot where he came from.
“Don’t be so pressed, Dad… Gammy just knows perfection when she sees it.”
“Capp did mention that you were gay or some shit like that. He was ranting about celebrating pride for you because you’re in denial about it.” Quasim did a deep sigh before he turned the TV off and stood up. Thankfully, his ass was actually dressed today and wasn’t still sitting around in pajamas. “We out.”
“Whenever you’re ready for marriage… I want you to meet me in my office and ask me like the Godfather.”
My husband. My World. My everything: Get the fuck out that chicken spot before I send a bullet through that nigga’s three hundred-million-dollar knee… you cool with him being out this season, Suga?
“I’ll kill every nigga you think you ‘bout to fuck with, Capri… I’ll dead any nigga that thinks they got you… feel me, Big Mama?”
“Aceite isso como uma boa menina, meu amor,”
Did I want to come groveling to my grandmother and apologize for my boyfriend shifting her wig? No. Her wig was crooked, and it desperately needed to be shifted. It had needed to be shifted for years, and nobody was bold enough to do it. Leave it to my man to shake the table and do it.

