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While she worried about Menace, I never gave a fuck. Who the fuck died and made him in charge of who I wanted to be with? Menace kidnapped his fucking wife and fell in love with her. The nigga wasn’t qualified to set any rules on who could and couldn’t be together.
My social class had nothing to do with how quick I’d put this gun in yo’ fucking mouth if you tried me.
“Well, look at you being so nice and holding Kindle-esha,” Navy came back over and gently took her kindle from my hand.
Menace wasn’t forgiving, so if you were gonna burn a bridge with him, you needed to know how to swim.
“You like to read spicy books, too?” I looked up from the book she happened to be reading. “Nah, I like to do the spicy shit that you be reading about in books.”
I had access to the cameras all throughout the building. Not because I owned the penthouse, but because I hacked into those shits the day I closed on this place.
“Menace would never let that happen!” she screamed. I cooly bit the apple and stared at her. “Never gave the shit a chance, Wench.” “Did you just call me a wench?” “Yeah.”
You came here for what? Get forgiveness and blessings to move on… fuck all that shit. I wish you hell, Wench!” I hollered.
Tootles, Wench.” I walked away from her and back across the penthouse to my bedroom.
“Shorty need to get some dick… like a damn rabid dolphin,” Landon said as we walked down the block.
“I have my car around the corner; you can use it to grab the sodas.” My father looked at me and then back at Landon. “You sure?” “Yeah, you raised her… I can tell you’re trustworthy,” Landon joked, and my father chuckled. He handed him the key fob, and my father’s head shot up. “A fucking Bentley… the fuck do you do?” “Daddy!” I nudged him.
She was a part of me now, and now I needed her Social Security number so I could add her to my health insurance. Needed them teeth strong, so when I slid her back onto this dick her teeth could take it.
“Where did you learn to fuck like that, Landon?” I chuckled. “Why?” “Cause I don’t think I want you doing that to somebody else.”
Find out you fucking somebody else, I’m gonna have a death certificate sent to their crib.”
I didn’t know the rules when it came to dating because I purposely never dated. Dick and black cars was all I could provide.
My Navy Baby deserves to be someone’s forever. Both my color girls do.” I thought her grandfather was into some racist shit before I realized that Greene and Navy were literally named after colors.
I’m not going to do… ouch.” She let out a breath and leaned back. “Are you alright?” “Stupid Toni Braxton contractions,” she took slow and deep breaths, as she held the top of her stomach. “Braxton Hicks?”
I’ve never been the type to throw claims on pussy, but this one was mine. I couldn’t allow another nigga to feel what she was making me feel. The looks that she gave me, as her lips parted while she begged for more. I’d fuck around and wipe a nigga’s grandmama’s account clean and put the family’s house in foreclosure fucking around with mine.
Landon, I would like to be courted.” I pulled my head back as she stared at me with those eyes. Navy could get me to bark like a dog in the middle of traffic if she asked me.
I have women come into my office and ask to get their tubes tied without children all the time. I am supportive of women knowing they don’t want to be mothers and protecting themselves from ever becoming one. Navy, you are pregnant.” My head shot up and my mouth became moist, as I looked at the doctor like she had pulled out a crack pipe and sparked up in front of us. “What?” “Your pregnancy test came back positive.”
Menace had me playing his doppelgänger and attending all these meetings and events. I had to give my brother respect because all I thought his ass did was sit in the house and count his grapes and macaroons.
“Still no nanny?” “And have someone come and steal my child and fuck my husband?” Stevie replied, staring at us with a straight face.
“Hey Dennis… you putting your parents through it, huh?” He chuckled, as he looked over at Menace.
“Who is Dennis?” “My fucking son. You don’t give a fuck about your nephew?” he asked, and I shook my head because all these fucking names had me confused. Stevie was Wanda. Menace was Mitchell. Now I had to deal with Dennis. Who the fuck was Dennis, and why were they calling this baby that?
“Ecru’s cousin.” “Her name is Navy.”
“I wanna be your boyfriend, fiancé, and husband, Bleu.
Navy smiled at me. “And I’m not a gold digger in your eyes?” “Where the fuck you pulling this shit from? I’m handing you the shovel… dig, Bleu.” I winked, and she kicked her feet excited.
“Dennis told me he felt some kind of way.” I held the phone away from my ear. “Who the fuck is Dennis?”
“My fucking son.” “His name is fucking Maverick Jr… where the fuck Dennis come from? Just like that Wanda shit… the fuck you calling Stevie Wanda?”
“Maverick?” The line was quiet – again. He hated when someone used his real name. Stevie and Kora were the only people that called him by his actual name. Zoya, out of spite, always called him Menace.
I’m not opening these legs until I’m married. Even then, that man has to prove that he’s worth me even giving him my hand in marriage.” “Don’t worry, I’ll get enough dick for the both of us.”
I don’t like being away from her, and that has never been me.” “You be putting bitches out in the middle of the night.” “Facts.
Kennedy thought she had me in her palms because she knew I cared. The minute you showed me you didn’t give a fuck, I could show you how much I really never gave a fuck.
Beans choked in the corner. “You making her part owner of the team her ex-nigga is gonna play for… you, my nigga, are built different.” He clapped his hands.
“This some get back for Kennedy marrying Alison?” I paused. “His name is fucking Alex, Menace.”
“I’m taking Bando with me,” Zoya blurted. “Really?” the volunteer went to hug her, and Zoya shot her a look that told her to back the hell away.
“Mink, bed.” She took off running back down the hallway. “I’m impressed.” “She’s smart and loves treats with her big ass.” “Aht, aht, don’t you fat shame my damn dog,” I pinched his cheek.
“You look pretty, Pooh… I didn’t get a chance to tell you when you got dressed.” “Maybe it was because your face was between my legs,” I pulled his card, knowing he made it nearly impossible for me to get dressed.
“Italy, you have guest and you back here talking.” “Who?” “Maverick, her name is Navy… where did you get Italy from?”
“Dear lord, it’s me again… Zoya,” Zoya joked, as she took a sip of her drink.
“Now, Avril, I’m gonna need that recipe for roti.” My mother laughed. “Gul, didn’t you tell me that you don’t cook, and a Jamaican man has a crush on you.”
“Did you tell him about my birthday trip we’re going on…” Stevie was shaking her head and telling her to cut the conversation. Menace slowed his chewing and looked at Stevie, who was trying to act normal. “A dreammmm, a simple fantasyyyy!” Stevie belted out, and we all stared at her. “What? I sing when I’m nervous.”
“You hate me, Wanda?” “Mitchell, we will have this conversation at home.”
Landon came around the corner, sitting Kennedy’s plate down roughly. “Enjoy, Wench.”
Kora choked on her water. “Did he call her a wench?” she whispered to Zoya, who had her hand over her mouth, shocked that he said what he did.
“She’s not your friend, that girl,” Menace started singing “Not Your Friend” by Case, and Stevie started nodding her head, like this was karaoke.
You never wanted him to be with a fucking hooker… be honest, Menace. I work for Case House, and I was never good enough for your precious Don.” Navy’s parents looked confused. “No worries, we sell pussy for a living,” Stevie informed them. Her father nodded. “Cool… pussy sell like that?” “You’d be surprised at the amount of money men will drop for pussy,” Zoya replied, and stood up from the table.
“I pray over the both of you at night. I don’t want to replace your mother, knowing you lost her, but I am here for you, too. One call away and I’m coming with my bat.” I laughed. “Word?” “Word.”
She stepped away, walking toward a control panel. Everyone removed themselves from the table, and Goon moved Zoya back. She hit the button, and a full panel of glass fell from the holder, ripping pieces of the man, as we sat there and watched.
Pieces of his skin hung off and shards penetrated all of his body. “I am my brother’s keeper. I take that oath more serious than the one I took to sit up on that bench. He put me in that position to protect this… us. Sigel can’t be touched because he has eyes on him from his own division. He’s safe for now… I’ll give you the greenlight when you can handle him, Gerald.” “Heard you, Ms. Judge Lady.”
