Chapter 5
Twenty-four
I checked my reflection in the mirror one last time before I popped out, letting the festivities officially begin.
I flashed my platinum grillz, making sure the fit was locked in.
My silk press fell right down to my waist, paired with a fresh line-up that kept the edges sharp.
I had on a brown Hellstar shirt that brought out my honey brown eyes, matching brown True Religion jeans, and a fresh pair of brown-and-cream Dolce he was wearing a matching Dickies suit and Timbs.
Look at these niggas, actually twinning out here.
We piled into a black GMC truck and headed toward one of Mello’s clubs on the north side.
Mello had hooked us up with a VIP section and three bottles.
The area was already packed with a great vibe.
Red and Dream were pressed up close together—Red wore a tiny black tennis skirt with her ass practically hanging out, paired with a shirt so small it looked like a literal bra.
Dream had on thigh-high leather boots, leather shorts, and a red cropped T-shirt. I gave them both a quick hug.
“You look good as fuck, daddy,” Red said, biting her lip.
“Where’s the rest of your clothes?” I teased.
She sucked her teeth and whispered right in my ear, “Easy access.”
I looked around, admiring all the beautiful energy filling the section.
Silk was sitting right next to me with Mercedes’ thick ass parked comfortably in his lap—I knew those legs had to be hurting.
He passed me the blunt, and I took a hit.
Red tried to immediately slide into my lap, but I stood up real quick. Silk chuckled.
Looking over to the left, I saw Junie screaming the lyrics to the track blasting through the speakers: “Bounce that ass just like your friend told you, mama, watch them motherfucking kids!”
All of a sudden, Tammy’s thick ass was throwing it back on Junie, moving like ocean waves. Junie had a blunt in one hand while rubbing Tammy’s waist; I could already tell Junie was way too lit.
“Damn, June, your skinny ass is gonna fall over!” I hollered.
Everyone burst out laughing in sync, and Junie immediately shot me the middle finger.
“Damn, blonde, can the birthday boy get a dance?” I asked Tammy. She looked back at me with her pretty brown eyes, and my dick instantly bricked.
Before she could even answer, Red hopped onto my lap and started grinding hard.
I tapped her leg and told her to get up.
She sighed, got off, and moved away. I turned to Junie, Slim—who looked like a male Naomi Campbell—and Tammy, asking if they wanted to walk with me to the bar. They followed behind.
“What y’all ladies want?” I asked.
“I’ll take two shots of Grey Goose,” Junie said.
“Get me a shot of Henny,” Tammy added.
I flagged down the bartender. “Give me two shots of Goose and two shots of Hennessy.”
When he poured them, I pulled out a thick stack of cash, peeled off two hundreds, and handed it to him. “Appreciate it, bro.”
“Oh yeah, big money, that’s how you coming!” Junie said, laughing.
“So, why’d you pull us away from the section?” Tammy asked, tilting her head.
“I just wanted to vibe with my little sister and actually get to know her cousin,” I replied smoothly. “What do you want to know?” she asked, crossing her arms.
“I ain't got time for no lame-ass drama, so let me keep it a stack—I’m single. Hoes always be infatuated, doing all types of weird, thirsty activities for attention. That’s why I asked y’all to step away from the section for a minute. Beautiful, I want to know everything about you.”
She smiled. To our right, Mercedes and Junie were tearing up the dance floor while Donny stood behind them recording.
Junie had her leg high in the air twirling, and Mercedes dropped down into a deep split.
Silk grabbed Mercedes by her waist as she danced on him, the whole group screaming the lyrics: “Freak bitch, make money in the club / Them hoes like to take it off for a thug / You can't come wit' nuthin' less than a dub!”
Tammy suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled me straight onto the dance floor—I guess she finally decided to grant my birthday wish.
I wrapped my hands around her waist; she felt soft and smelled heavily of amber and vanilla.
She started winding her hips against me, and I caught the rhythm of that big motherfucker instantly.
Silk looked over from the VIP section, pointed right at us, and yelled across the noise, “Looks like you just made somebody mad!”
I glanced up. Red was staring daggers straight through me, but I honestly didn't care. I was single, surrounded by my people, and ready to enjoy my birthday right.