“You leaving with me, right?” Quasim looked her in the eyes as he applied a bit more pressure. The man was fucking red, and Sim didn’t give a fuck that he could kill this nigga. “Yes…yess… I’m going with you,” Blair stammered. Quasim let him go and held his hand out and Blair stumbled over toward him, taking his hand. “We out… I don’t ever wanna see you out here drunk like this.” He moved closer to her ear. “Do I make myself clear, Blair?”
Because I read Quasim’s story before I even started the Delgato series, this hits different! He been not playing about Blair and I love it.
