Chapter 11
Amos “Fame” Logan
Iknew I fucked up Mocha’s head by being so direct, but that was some shit she was just gonna have to get used to.
I could see her fighting an internal battle up until my business, took her mind off of my declaration.
Shit was crazy once we sat down for that business because outside of agreeing with the simple ass changes that she had suggested, I felt like I was just along for the ride.
I peeped that she was constantly making sure that I didn’t feel pushed aside, but shit, she seemed to be in her element, and I wasn’t trying to get in the way of that.
I wasn’t the only person impressed by her either.
She had fucked around and flexed her muscles too hard at the brunch spot, to the point that my people wanted her input at the other spots I had in the works also.
Sitting back watching her walk around and get a feel for all of the locations before she started working her magic, had me wondering what else her ass was holding back.
I honestly expected her to just comment on small shit like the color scheme, but nah, that seemed to be light work to her.
By the time she was done with each location, she had even started planning out ways to market each spot to maximize the amount of customers that would come through.
I’m not even gon speak on how her ass ended up in the kitchen tryna change the menu and shit.
I had already learned just how proud she was of what she called her mastery of the Louisiana cuisine, so I wasn’t even gon’ stunt as if I wasn’t gonna take some of her suggestions into consideration.
“Okay. I think I’ve stolen enough of your time and amazing ideas, Honesty.
It was nice to meet you, and I hope this isn’t the last time we see each other.
” Josh pulled Honesty in for a hug before turning to face me with his fist held out for a pound.
The only reason I didn’t check his ass for that hug shit was because Honesty didn’t have the tools to make Josh want anything other than a new best friend.
Josh was flamboyantly gay, so he got a pass.
Shit didn’t bother me because the nigga respected my mind and never tried me on no bitch shit.
On top of that, he knew everything there was to know about starter businesses, so mutha fuck his preference; he would always have a job with me.
“And you, normally you have more to offer but you were quiet today or focused on that phone. That in itself was crazy because you rarely play with the phone. Had it not been for the smile that wouldn’t leave your face, you would have had me worried that you weren’t feeling the plans.” He spoke.
“Shit, you ain’t really need shit from me today.
It already looked like the boss was in her zone and I was just watching her work.
Had y’all said anything wrong, I would have stepped in.
But shit, the way y’all were throwing ideas and suggestions back and forth looked like a Venus and Serena matchup.
It was only right I gave y’all space to work.
” I shrugged, making sure to ignore the comment about my phone before his ass fucked up my surprise.
“You know what, I’m with ya when you’re right.” Josh nodded as he walked to the door and called over his shoulder.” I always said you were a smart man! Dangerous, but smart as hell! Laters!”
“I really like him!” Mocha spoke as we made our way to the car.
“I really like you.” I responded, causing a cheesy ass smile to spread across her face. I couldn’t help but to wonder if she had caught a flight out the country and let them people shave her teeth down and cover those sharp bitches with some fake ones; her smile was that perfect.
“Fame, you really don’t have enough background information on me to feel anything worth speaking on, if we are being Honest.” She paused as I opened the door and helped her climb in.
As soon as I made it to the driver side and turned the car on, she started her attempt of telling me what the fuck I was feeling.
“So yeah, I mean, do I think you are attracted to me? Shit, you see the materialllllll. You would be a fool not to be.”
“Pop yo shit, twin!” I clowned, repeating some shit she told Josh earlier.
“I’m saying though. I can see that you’re just as attracted to me as I am to you, but I don’t live in some fairytale land.
I’m well aware of the fact that attraction can only get you so far.
You haven’t put any effort behind that attraction, so that tells me all that I need to know.
Ya get me?” She looked towards me as if she really thought I was about to respond to that shit.
“Yeah, I hear ya Mocha. I hear ya loud and clear.” I spoke before turning the radio up and speeding off into traffic.
I could tell that Mocha was one of those know it alls that felt as if she was always correct in whatever assumption she made.
I guess she couldn’t tell that I loved nothing more than to prove a muhfucka wrong.
She was about to get a quick lesson in speaking on some shit she knew nothing about.
As we made our way into Mocha’s building, I peeped the guard discreetly nodding at me and returned a nod of my own.
“I really enjoyed getting a glimpse into your future, Fame. I know that I joke a lot, but I am truly proud of you. Anybody can speak on wanting different and better for themselves but putting that action behind those words gon’ hit different each and every time.”
I listened as Mocha sang me praises while trying to hide the code that she was putting on the door’s keypad.
She was doing too damn much because I already had the code and didn’t even l need her ass in order to get the shit.
I would’ve exposed my hand and told her, but I was too busy trying to control my face.
I ain’t need her ass peeping that her words had gotten to me, but they had.
I never did anything for the applause, but I worked my ass off; legally and illegally.
I took care of my family, made sure my rainy day fund was healthy enough to endure torrential downpour and never ever waited for a hand out.
I mean, fuck, I knew that I was on my shit, but it hit a lil different when an outsider peeps that shit and has to speak on it.
Especially, when I knew in my heart I was tryna bring this particular outsider into the thick of it.
“I know I didn’t leave any lights…” Mocha mumbled after she finally opened the door.
When she froze mid-sentence, so did I, as I waited for her reaction to my surprise.
“Oh my God! Fame! What the hell? How did you even pull this off?” Her words were all over the place and after a few seconds, so was she as she rushed to take a closer look at the entire set up.
Last night when we were laying around talking about everything and nothing, we ended up scrolling on social media and I noticed something caught her attention to the point that she didn’t even hear me asking her a question.
By the time I was able to see what she was watching, tears were already easing down her cheeks.
Even once I peeped the screen, I was confused as hell by her reaction.
“What’s good Mocha? That’s your people or something?” I had motioned towards the couple.
“Huh? Boy, I do not even know these people.” She laughed while wiping her eyes.
“So why your crazy ass sat here crying?”
“Because Fame, I told you I’m an emotional thug. A little bit of everything makes me cry. On top of that, I’m a lover girl living in a world full of men who wouldn’t know what a romantic gesture was if I wrote it down, step by step, for them.” She shrugged.
“Nah lil mama, you got it wrong. Imma have to stand on business for the niggas, because I can’t have you tryna play us.
You see how bruh looking at his woman? Don’t miss the emotion in his words and his eyes.
That’s a woman, that’s in his eyes, deserving of the loud displays of love and affection.
Bruh can show up and out confidently, because he ain’t got no cheating ass, lying ass, snake ass female out here making a fool of him.
” I had voiced and her eyes flashed a hint of something that I couldn’t put my finger on.
It didn’t last long anyway before she let out a nervous laugh.
I assumed she realized that my mind had went to Des for a moment, but instead of coping an attitude, she made light of the moment.
“So, I guess it’s safe to say you won’t be surprising a bitch with the whole balloon, roses and rose petal set up.”
“A bitch, hell nah. A woman that I feel is worthy of it and wouldn’t play about me like I wouldn’t play about her, though.
Shit, she could have every balloon and flower from the next three cities over and it would still be light work for how I would always come behind her.
” I remember the way she paused to see if I would at least smirk, but it never came cause I was dead ass serious.
I don’t think she realized just how serious I was though, until she walked into the same scene she was crying over, the very next day.