A Street Doctor's Virgin: Standalone

18. Quadir

18

Quadir

“ Y ou nervous?” Q asked Saige as he parked in his father’s driveway.

She smiled. “Nope.”

“Ah, see, you started getting dick from a real nigga and now you turned cocky…I like that shit though,” he grinned then kissed her.

Saige giggled and rolled her eyes. “Never cocky baby, just confident. If your dad doesn’t like me, is that going to change anything between us?”

“Nah.”

“Then, I ain’t nervous. As long as I still have you,” she cooed and kissed him one more time.

Q watched as she applied a layer of clear Fenty gloss to her lips. It was wild to him how much he’d fallen for her in a short amount of time. To him, Saige was everything he wanted his perfect woman to be. She was everything he wanted the mother of his children to be. He didn’t even want kids before him and Saige got together. Now, he imagined a house full of them with her by his side to raise them.

It was a few days before Thanksgiving, so Q figured it was the perfect time for his dad to meet Saige. The holidays always brought out the best in people but especially his dad. Kadeem was an easy-going kind of guy anyway, but holiday time seemed to amplify that. Since Nicole had died, his mother was the opposite. The holidays were a hard time for her, so Q wasn’t sure if he wanted Saige to meet her just yet.

“Dad!” Q called out, walking inside, hand and hand with Saige. Kadeem hardly ever locked his front door, so Q knew it’d be unlocked.

“Yeah, son! In the basement!”

Q guided Saige downstairs to the gaming area of Kadeem’s house. When Kadeem turned around, Saige gasped loudly.

“Dr. Roberts?”

Kadeem smiled at her. “Little Saige? This can’t be!”

“Oh my God!” She wrapped her arms around him tightly. “I can’t believe it’s really you.”

“Y’all wanna fill me in?” Q looked between the two of them, shocked at the interaction happening between his dad and his lady.

Saige wiped at her eyes when she released Kadeem from her grip. “Remember I told you when I was little, I had cancer? Well, Dr. Roberts was my primary doctor and took very good care of me.”

“Sweet Saige is what the staff called her,” Kadeem smiled. “She was fighting that cancer tooth and nail and was still as sweet as could be. She would always sing songs and put on shows for all the other kids.”

“Damn dad. So, you met my future wife years ago? That’s crazy,” Q smirked.

Saige blushed and playfully slapped his arm. “Stop it.”

“Future wife? Son, I’ve never heard you talk about a woman like that,” Kadeem was pleasantly surprised.

“That’s because I’ve never met a woman like Saige before,” he spoke honestly.

“Well, if she’s still anything like she was when she was a child, then I bet that’s true. It’s not often you meet people who are just genuinely sweet natured like that. Saige, how’s your father?”

She smiled and nodded. “He’s doing good! He got married and had a baby who is pretty much like my baby,” she chuckled.

“Get out of here! Wow. Good ole Winston. You’ll have to tell him I said hello or bring him by. How about your mother?”

“She’s… my mother. After I beat the cancer, her and my father split up, and she just wasn’t the same after that. Took it out on me and my sister,” she shrugged. “But I don’t want to dwell on that. I’ll definitely tell my daddy that I saw you!”

Kadeem nodded, respecting her boundaries. “I understand, sweetie. It’s so good to see you thriving. How’d you meet my knucklehead son?”

She looked at Quadir and smiled wide before looking back at Kadeem. “Well, my little brother was epileptic and Qua did surgery to stop the seizures from occurring. We’ve kind of just been finding our way together ever since.”

“Aht aht, you forgot the part where you saw me in the gym and was trippin’ all over yourself first,” Q stated with a smirk.

Saige sucked her teeth and rolled her eyes with a laugh. “Boy, please! You were the one trying to act like you didn’t see me, but I know you did.”

“I wasn’t paying you any attention,” he joked.

Saige rolled her eyes again, making Kadeem laugh. They spent the next three hours hanging out with Q’s dad, and Q became even more impressed with Saige. Watching her interact with his dad had him feeling good about choosing her. He’d had his fair share of women but none that made him feel like Saige did.

“I really can’t believe your dad is Dr. Roberts! I thought you said your parents were married?” She said when they were back inside of his car.

He nodded. “They were but they weren’t married when I was first born. That happened shortly after, so my mom decided to not give me my father’s last name. That was the start of their problems.”

“Damn.”

Qua started the car but before he could pull out of the driveway, his phone started ringing. Looking at the dash, he was surprised to see Luca’s name scrolling across. Signaling for Saige to be quiet, he picked up.

“Yeah?”

“Get to the hangar, we have an emergency,” Luca demanded before hanging up.

“You think he knows?” Saige asked in a panicked tone.

“Nah, and there’s nothing to know. Just be cool, mama. Ima drop you off at the crib and go see wassup,” he told her as he started the short ten minute drive back to their house.

Q really enjoyed the fact that Saige had pretty much moved into the second home he bought. She didn’t want to return to the home that Carmine had given her because it reminded her of what she’d gone through with him. Even though she continuously said that she was going to look for her own place, she hadn’t started yet. Deep down, he was hoping that she would never move out. Coming home to her was everything to him unbeknownst to her.

“What? No, I want to go with you.”

He shook his head, waved at Frank then pulled through the gate. “Nah ma, I can’t have you with me. That shit gon’ look crazy as fuck with me stepping off the plane with you.”

“Quadir,” she looked at him with worry written all over her face.

“I’m going to be fine and so are you. Have Moon come over and sit with you while I’m gone or something.”

“But I—”

He pulled into the driveway, put the car in park, and then leaned over and kissed her. “Bae… You know I can take care of myself. Now that you’ve been to the range a few times, I know that you can take care of yourself, more importantly. You trust me?”

“Yes,” she looked into his eyes.

“Aight so trust that I’m coming back home to ya fine ass,” he winked and kissed her one more time. “Go in the house, you have my location. I’ll see you when I get back.”

“Get on Grim time if you have to,” she winked back and stole one last kiss before getting out.

Qua’s dick got slightly hard hearing her say that. It was amazing to him how much she’d transformed over the last few weeks. She was still sweet and innocent at her core, but she’d turned into somewhat of a baby gangsta and he liked that shit.

He watched and waited until she was safely inside then left. His mind was racing, and he was hopeful that this wasn’t a trap. He’d received the same call a thousand times before, so he was trying to convince himself that this time was no different. He arrived at the hangar thirty minutes later. Parking his car, he tucked his glock and hopped out. He was surprised to see a different pilot. Luca typically liked to keep his employees consistent since he couldn’t trust anybody.

“Who are you?” Q looked the new pilot up and down.

The new white guy extended a hand to him. “David, nice to meet you.”

“Where’s Aden?”

“Mm, I don’t know. Mr. Sartori hired me two weeks ago.”

Eyeballing him again, Q shrugged and boarded the empty plane. David made small talk before Q dismissed him. He wasn’t in the mood to get to know him. All he wanted to do was get to Philly and get back home to Saige like he promised. He sent Levi a text letting him know what was going on. Then, he sent a text to Dr. Ascot letting him know that he might be running late the next day. He had no idea what he was about to walk into, and he just wanted to be sure all his bases were covered.

Touching down in Philadelphia almost two hours later, Qua was ushered into the back of the black Escalade per usual. He texted Saige and let her know that he had made it. So far, everything seemed to be going according to the usual routine which allowed Q to relax a bit. When they pulled up to Luca’s house, he got out and was greeted at the door by one of the maid’s, Madeline. Over the years, he’d grown fond of Madeline. She was in her late 50’s and always treated him like a son when he was there.

“It’s bad this time, Mr. Burrus,” she informed him in a low voice.

He looked at her. “What happened?”

“It’s Domenico. Luca shot him.”

“What?” Q’s eyebrows tried to jump off his face. “What for?”

“He thinks Nico is the reason Carmine is missing,” she whispered, nodding towards the stairs. “Go. We’ll talk later.”

Nodding his head, Q bounded up the stairs and into the medical suite that Luca also had inside of his home. He found Gennaro and Luca standing around with Nico sitting on the hospital bed. He noticed that there was a tourniquet tied around Nico’s thigh.

“What happened?” Q asked no one in particular.

“I got shot in the knee,” Nico pointed at his bloody knee.

“You’re lucky it wasn’t your fuckin’ chest cavity,” Luca snapped.

“I already fuckin’ told you, I had nothing to do with Carmine’s disappearance!” He grimaced.

“If you’ll try to have me killed then I’m sure you’ll kill the person who told your fuckin’ secret!” Luca sneered, pointing at him.

“Did the bullet come out?” Q intervened, pretending as if he cared more about Nico’s injury than what was transpiring in the room.

“I don’t think so,” G spoke up.

The room fell silent as Qua assessed the extent of Nico’s injuries. After using the portable x-ray machine that was kept there, he was able to locate the bullet.

“Yeah, it’s still in there. Your kneecap is fractured though, so you won’t be able to walk on it. Let me change, and I’ll get you patched up,” Qua told him.

Three hours later, Qua had the bullet out and Nico’s leg splinted. He’d given him a good dose of pain meds, so Nico would likely be out for the rest of the night. It was well after midnight, and Q was beyond exhausted.

“You shot him in the knee? Really?” Q asked Luca once he stepped out of the medical suite.

Luca threw his hands up and shook his head. “Something is fuckin’ up, I know it. I know my son is dead, and I know that Nico knows where he is. I also know that you and Saige have been frolicking all around Virginia, so make this shit make sense because everyone is looking like a suspect right now,” he fumed with a deathly glare.

Q chuckled. “Luca, my personal life really isn’t any of your business. Whether I’m with Saige or anyone else doesn’t matter. You pay me to take care of your people, and I believe I’ve done that. So if there’s no one else around here that needs medical attention, I’m out.”

“Did you kill Carmine so that you could have his black whore all to yourself?”

Q’s fist balled, and it took everything in him not to swing on Luca. “Watch how you speak on my shorty, Luca. I respect you, but I will get on demon time behind her. For the last fuckin’ time, I don’t know what happened to Carmine.”

“Oh, so she is your girlfriend?” Luca smirked, taking a step closer to Q.

Quadir took a deep breath because he knew Luca was trying to get him riled up. The more reactive he was, the more suspicious Luca would become of him. He had to keep playing it cool to keep Saige and himself safe.

“Have a great night, Luca. Try not to shoot anyone else,” Q huffed, stepping around him and jogging down the stairs.

“Mr. Burrus,” Madeline quietly called out from the kitchen.

Qua looked in her direction and quickly walked over to her. “Wassup?”

“Please be careful. Mr. Sartori has been on a rampage trying to find Carmine. I have heard your name brought up a few times,” she worriedly informed him with her thick Italian accent.

“Maddy, it’s okay. I have absolutely nothing to do with Carmine’s disappearance, so there’s nothing to worry about,” he calmly assured her.

“He’s paranoid because Domenico was plotting to kill him. Everything is so chaotic right now in this house,” she shook her head.

“You be careful too, Maddy.”

She nodded slowly so he walked out of the house and got back into the Escalade. Knowing that Luca also suspected Domenico of killing his own brother had Q’s wheels turning. He needed to put the whole Carmine bullshit to bed, and he had to figure out a way to do so. Texting Levi, they agreed to meet up later on the following day. Two brains were always better than one, and Q knew that he could count on his right-hand man to help him out.