Ch. 8 #3
“Nah, I see it the other way around.” I had to get the last word in ‘cause for him to think I was gon’ settle for anything less after the numbers she brought to the table was crazy.
“Help me count this money so I can get the fuck out of here. I want her, and I’m starting to envy you young blood. She too certified to be with you, and I ain’t taking that back,” he stated with confidence.
I smirked and grabbed one of the money counters from him. We went through them bills for damn near an hour before he was handing over my well-earned bag of Benji’s. We dapped up one final time before parting ways.
I had a bag full of money that needed to be split but the team wasn’t gon’ know ‘bout the total amount at all. The life we all lived should’ve been us up and out the way by now.
However, we were stuck hitting licks and finding ways to stay afloat.
With this move, none of us would be taking a loss for a while.
Walking into the kitchen, I found Brat at the counter eating her a bowl of fruit mixed with granola.
She was the only one that would eat that bullshit.
It looked like she never got full off that shit.
Just eating to say she ate when her body wasn’t even feeding off that shit.
She needed to let me get in them guts and I’d thicken her ass out.
“You must let people fuck you over often. That was too easy for him, Black,” she voiced speaking on the transaction with Zeus.
“I’m a nigga that’s looking for ways to support my people, Brat. If I think it’s cool enough for them, I’m taking it before a muthafucka change they mind. I know when a ball too low and that wasn’t for me. I got people to feed.”
“And the person you stole from doesn’t? What are we talking about here?” she questioned with a scrunched face.
Smirking at how quick she was with every lil’ thing I threw her way; I found that shit to be the biggest turn on.
She wasn’t scared to pop her shit and the way she handled Zeus had a nigga ready to bend her pretty ass over the counter and do her something bad.
She was already beautiful, and I loved that Zeus noticed.
In his eyes, I had a model on my hip. My entire roster didn’t compare to her and that was a fact.
Her old ass was shutting bitches down effortlessly.
“You got that,” I said rounding the corner of the island.
Standing behind her, the scent of her shampoo hit me first. I briefly closed my eyes as I inhaled deeply.
She had this natural coconut odor that radiated off her body and I couldn’t lie; I loved that shit.
She didn’t have to do much to get a nigga attention and that was real.
I hadn’t been able to keep my eyes off her since we met.
“You talk numbers well, Brat,” I complimented her.
“Thank you. I had to learn a thing or two or else modeling would’ve literally been for free.”
“You a model?” I questioned. Confused as to how she knew the ways I viewed her.
“For ten years with no breaks. I walked in over four hundred shows and came up off many endorsements. I was the face of the industry three years in a row and dominated every magazine I could. This was earned,” she said waving her hands around gesturing to her crib.
Damn. I guess life really do hit muthafuckas different when you got the support.
Everything ‘bout her had me wondering just how well she’d fit in my life or vice versa.
She knew how to conduct business even if all she got was an earful.
The muthafucka created her own lane and elevated in that hoe.
Shit, if I was being real, she had guns to her head multiple times, and she showed bravery more than anything.
Yeah, I was sure she was afraid of the kid, but she damn sho ain’t show that shit.
Zeus wasn’t the only nigga that wanted Brat.
I closed the small gap between us placing my hands on the counter closing her in. I instantly felt her body freeze up. My dick was rock at this point, and I had her sweats on. I knew she felt that shit. There was no other explanation as to why she suddenly stopped all movement and just stood there.
“You be talking all that shit but is this really what you wanting from a nigga?”
She brushed herself up against my dick as she slowly turned around to face me.
I had this muthafucka up close and personal.
Damn Brat. Why the hell you so fuckin’ pretty man?
Her big brown eyes looked back at me, and I wasn’t gon’ hold you, I folded.
It was like this muthafucka was putting me under a spell or something. I couldn’t look away if I wanted to.
“Don’t. That ain’t for us and you know it.
” I heard her speaking, but I was too mesmerized for that shit to register.
Cuffing her waist, I brought her into me, and she instantly stopped me from kissing her by blocking me with her hand.
“I said don’t… then again, a thief will steal anything.
I guess it’s all in the way a nigga was raised, huh? ”
What the fuck?
Rearing back, I expressed a look of confusion.
I knew good and goddamn well she wasn’t referring to a nigga taking pussy from bitches.
I ain’t took shit from a hoe but the shit she offered.
I stepped back completely perplexed by her statement.
My mind wasn’t even wrapping around the bullshit she let fly out her mouth.
The fuck she mean steal anything like I was desperate for pussy.
That’s what had me tighter than a muthafucka, but then she followed that bitch up with how I was raised.
.. I was legit battling with the two demons on my shoulder telling me to just gon’ ‘head send her to glory. She had her folk in her life while one of mine pussyfooted around and abandoned me before I was even born. We weren’t the same.
“I ain’t never in my muthafuckin life took pussy when it wasn’t offered, and I damn sho ain’t ever been pressed for it.
A nigga went off a vibe but understand, you ain’t the last broad a nigga can vibe with.
” Walking off, I headed back to the living room burying what lil’ bullshit feelings tried to stir in a nigga. I was cool off Brat.
The bag of money was scooped up and taken upstairs.
When I went from room to room the day before, I noticed one of the guest bedrooms had a walk-in closet that had an attic opening in it.
The bread would be stashed there until I dipped out come nightfall.
She wanted me gone and a nigga was ready to get the fuck up through.
By all means, care for yourself and don’t let a nigga like me stop you!