“Ten thousand for one haircut? Goddamn! You see how God works?” She started clapping and snapping her fingers. “One NFL player played you, and God sent a better one sniffing up behind you.” I shook my head. “Lolo, it’s not like that. Kellon is just being nice. I’m sure bringing me along on a previously planned trip is nothing for him.” I hesitated. “Besides, I’m pregnant, remember? The only person that’s about to be sniffing behind me is this baby.” “Phileigh, the man is giving you ten bands to cut his hair. Please. Niggas love playing stepdaddy. That man just met you and flew you to Florida
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