“Handful or not, you’re love, Morgan Atkins. Just looking at you right fucking now is love. You and love … the same … it’s just who you are. I feel the shit every time you place those fucking eyes on me. You just drive a nigga crazy. Have a nigga ready to air shit out if your smile dip even a little bit. Your smile dips around him, Mo, and my trigger finger starts itching. So like I said, when you ready to step, you let me know.”
