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Above the fireplace was the family crest and motto. “Revenge is an act of passion; vengeance is an act of justice.”
But look, this is a delicate job. No casualties outside of your targets, if you can help it.” I kissed my teeth. “You know how I am when guns get to blazing, Pops.”
“I think it’s time for you to go. I don’t feel safe with you here.” I chuckled as I stood. “Baby, the safest place in your world is with me.”
Nobody called me fucking Stanley but my mama, and I hated that shit. I loved my pops, but I couldn’t rock with his name. Whoever heard of a thug named Stanley?
If circumstances were different, I didn’t think I would mind running into his fine ass again. But right now? Right now, it was fuck Deuce.
“Ain’t nobody worried about him. I have a gun, I have bullets, and if he wants one, he can have it.”
I wanted her… bad. And I’d be damned if I wasn’t going to get her.
“Is it crack? Are you smoking that good shit? It’s that or you rode that short yellow bus to school.”
“Please stop calling me that. My name is Deuce.” “Your mama named you Stanley. I’m calling you Stanley.”
“Please give me a reason to get trigger-happy. I haven’t put a bullet in a muthafucka in days. Don’t let it be you.”
“You got my bruh flustered and shit,” he said with a chuckle. “Whatever is going on between you two is about to be entertaining as fuck.”
“What would you do if I kissed you right now?” “I’d slap the shit out of you.”
You sat here with your gun out so other men wouldn’t look at us.”
“At you. And I made my point.”
“What p...
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She was addicting, and I felt the last loose screw come undone. Behind her, I would become completely unhinged.
“Here you go, your highness,” he said sarcastically. “Chivalry will get you a long way, in case you didn’t know that.”
“You know as well as I do that you don’t want a soft nigga. You need somebody to boss up on you and this smart-ass mouth from time to time.” “And you think that’s you?” “It’s gonna be me. I promise you that.”
“Having you talk shit to me all day would probably make my week.”
“It’s a pet name.” “Do I look like a dog to you?”
“Pack you a bag. You’re coming home with me.” Just like that, I was sprung.
“Salima Marie Navarro… are you gonna be my ol’ lady or what?” She laughed out loud. “You can do better than that, Deuce.”
“Either you gon’ be with me, I’m gon’ be with you, or we gon’ be together.”
“I love you and you love me. We can be Barney and the gang, or we can be Freddy versus Jason ’round this muthafucka, but you can’t get rid of me. Now, I have some business to attend to today. When I get back, I’m gonna cook a nice meal for you and your mama, and we are gonna eat dinner like the family we are.”
If Salima wanted space, the only space she was getting was from one room to the next.
“Thank you,” he said. “For?” “For you… for this baby. For letting a nigga be himself.”
“Even if I want to choke slam you sometimes, I wouldn’t want you to be anybody else, Deucy.”
This is my rib… the woman who is going to be my wife. Yeah, I said that. My wife.”
You know I don’t do the sentimental shit, so I’m gonna come straight out with it. I love you. You’re carrying my firstborn, and I’m not trying to see you with anybody else, ’cause you know what’s coming for them.”
“My point is… I’m trying to see what forever with you feels like, Salima.”
“You are my everything, baby.”
“You’re my everything, too, Deucy.”
“This is what you get for the rest of your life. You cool with that?” I smiled. “I don’t think I could ever want anything else.”

