Yours (King's Town, #3)

by Shon

“If I’m around, you don’t touch your wallet. I don’t care what it is, just know that I got it because I got you. You hear me?”

“I don’t say it when I address other women because those other women aren’t you.”

“If you don’t like what we’re doing, we can stop. But don’t feed me the same lies that some motherfucker who couldn’t handle you fed you.”

“America barely fucks with my Black ass. Fuck I wanna go to another country and experience racism in a different language for?”

“And if you see her again, you don’t get the privilege of addressing her. Ever. Y’all aint got shit to discuss. You gave up that right when you fumbled her and if I see you in her space again, that’s a target on your fucking back. You don’t look that bold, but I figured I’d warn you in case you got beside yourself like you did tonight.” Pausing, I grabbed Ryann’s hand and brought it to my lips, kissing her fingertips just to get under his slimy ass skin. “We good?”