He laughed and pulled me next to him. “What up?” Meer gave a half ass nod, and Capri looked at him. “What, Suga? We can’t be acting like fans… family first.” “Excuse my husband.” Capri apologized for Quameer. He walked over closer to us. “Your album is fire, but I don’t fuck with you. You know she married to my brother, right?” “Quameer!” I punched his ass.

