Chapter 8 #3
“So, what’s the problem? I know that you want to go.” I said. Wasn’t no need in him fronting for me.
“The problem is that I have to bring him some money, but I can’t take all that shit on a plane.”
“It’s that much money?”
“Yeah.” He nodded.
“So, what are you going to do?”
“I need somebody to bring it out there for me.” He said as he stared into my eyes.
“I know you aint talking about me?” I asked in disbelief. He was always talking this shit about not involving me in his street activities, and now he was talking about me trafficking for him.
“Raven, I wouldn’t come to you unless I had to.
Them Colombians don’t trust nobody and one fuck up could be the end for me.
I can’t afford to take a loss like that.
Shit, we can’t afford to take a loss like that.
What I’m bringing them could turn the most loyal muthafucka into a snake.
I aint even told my niggas about this. So, what I’m saying is that you’re the only person that I can trust.” He explained.
“Yeah right.” I rolled my eyes. “First it will be this and the next thing I know I’ll be on the block slanging your rocks for you.”
He gave me a crazy look. “Girl, have you lost your damn mind? You know damn well that I would never come at you like that. This is a one-time thing and I promise to never involve you again. I think that they’re testing me anyway. You know, to see what I can handle.”
I couldn’t stop shaking my head. “I can’t believe you.”
“What?”
“Don’t what me.” I gritted. “You want me to take penitentiary chances for you. This is some crazy shit.”
“Raven, don’t even play me like that. If it was you, I’d do it for you.”
“That’s what you say.”
He placed Jhyrah on her feet and then grabbed my hand. “Baby, look at me.”
I turned away. He grabbed my chin and titled my head in his direction.
He looked directly into my eyes. “You know that I love you. Everything that I do is for us. So, believe me when I say that I have thought about this shit all day long. So, I know in my heart that you can pull this off. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have brought this to you.
Just please tell me that you really got your man’s back. ”
I shook my head. “I don’t know, Jahrein. I just don’t know.”
After talking it out for hours and weighing all the pros and cons, I made a decision.
I agreed to let Jahrein tape over two hundred thousand dollars to my body and then take a plane ride.
And when the day came for us to take that flight I threw up a couple of times out of nervousness.
We dropped the babies off at Red’s and I kissed them good-bye right before we headed home to prepare for our trip.
Jahrein took his time in taping layers of money all over my body.
There was money everywhere; even between my thighs.
I placed on two layers of clothes to cover up the lumpiness.
We sat in complete silence as we rode to the airport.
I didn’t know if I should be pissed with him or what.
I was taking a risk like no other in the name of love.
I took a deep breath as I went ahead of Jahrein as we walked through the airport and boarded the plane.
We decided that it was best that he didn’t walk with me because a young black couple in the airport would become direct targets.
I was looking at everybody around making sure that no one was looking at me.
I was thanking God every five seconds once I made it safely on the plane. Jahrein was seated somewhere else so he couldn’t comfort me. I was paranoid and couldn’t get relaxed. I was fully aware of my surroundings and any sudden movements made my heart skip a beat.
It seemed like it took forever for the plane to finally land. As I exited the plane I spotted Jahrein and he nodded for me to go ahead. Once we were in the airport we rejoined at baggage claims just like we planned. We grabbed our luggage and headed for the pick-up area.
Waiting for us outside in a Range Rover was Jose and one other man. We hopped in the truck and were off to where I didn’t know. While Jose drove I stripped down to my underwear and Jahrein ripped the tape off of me. Thankfully, I’m not a hairy person because that tape would’ve fucked me up.
“You did good, Jahrein.” Jose said with his thick accent from the front seat as Jahrein removed the stacks of cash from my body.
I could feel his eyes watching me. I still hadn’t told Jahrein about him trying to holler, because I knew how stupid he could be when it came to things like that.
I didn’t want him making enemies with the Colombians over some petty shit.
Jahrein simply nodded.
“Your beautiful woman came through. Eh?”
“Yes, she did.” He said as he gazed at me, eyes thanking me.
Yeah, that nigga better have been appreciative.
Eventually, we pulled up in front of this beautiful ass home sitting on the bay. There was an access gate to even get onto the property.
“Nosotros Aqui.” Jose said into the intercom. Then the gate slid open.
There were exotic cars everywhere like Lamborghinis to Ferraris. You didn’t see a lot of those kinds of cars back in Houston. I figured that there was some kind of party going on because there were too many cars to belong to only a few people.
I felt like I was in some kind of gangsta movie or some shit. We entered into the home through the front door and there was this huge buff man standing at the entrance with a long riffle.
“Big Pedro.” Jose patted the buff man on the shoulder as we walked passed him. “Come on, let’s go out back to the pool.” He smiled as he looked back at us. “They’re having a party.”
As we followed Jose I quietly checked out the décor of the home. Everything seemed so expensive from the huge floor to ceiling aquariums to the solid gold light fixtures.
As we grew closer to the pool area I could hear several voices outside.
There definitely was a full-fledged party going on.
When we stepped outside I saw half naked women everywhere.
The women were from different races, but all had nice bodies and exotic looks.
There were all kinds of men around too. I saw a few white men, black, and of course Colombian.
I felt so damn frumpy in my baggy sweats while the other women looked at me like I was some kind of rag doll. Jose walked us over to a table where a group of men were playing cards.
“Diego, this is the guy that I wanted you to meet.” Jose said to a balding pop bellied Colombian man.
“Jahrein.” The man chuckled as he clasped his hands together. “We’ve been waiting for you.” He paused and glanced over at me. “Is this your woman?” he asked Jahrein.
“Yes.” He nodded.
“Nice to meet you, Bonita senorita.” He smiled.
“Hi.” I smiled back.
“Maria.” He waved some gorgeous Spanish looking chick over. “This is…” he looked at me. “What’s your name, mami?”
“Raven.”
“Okay, Maria this is Raven and I want you to help her find a swimming suit to change into.”
“No problem, poppy.” She smiled. “You can come with me.” She nodded her head.
I looked back at Jahrein and he nodded for me to go ahead.
“So, where are you from?” she asked me as I followed her back into the house.
“Houston.” I replied.
“Really? I have an aunt down there.” She said as we headed up the stairs.
“Oh, yeah?”
She led me into a huge bedroom that was bigger than our entire apartment back home. She stepped inside of this closet that I could have lived in.
“What size do you wear?” she asked. “Umm, you look to be like a five or six.” She guessed.
“Yeah, you guessed it right.”
“Perfect. I have just the piece for you.” She said as she pulled out a golden swim suit from the built in drawers inside the closet.
She lifted the thin material and I checked it out. “Wow, that’s cute, but don’t you think that it’s a little revealing?” I asked her.
She giggled. “All the swim suits are revealing.”
“Oh.” I sighed as I took it from her.
“Don’t worry. You’ll blend right in. All the other girlfriends and wives have on something similar.”
“I guess.” I shrugged.
“You can get dressed in the bathroom.” She told me as she pointed out the bathroom at the far left of the room.
I went into the bathroom and undressed. I slid on the golden metallic string bikini and the string top that barely covered my nipples.
Even though, I could have used a bigger top I still looked sexy.
Too sexy, really. I knew how Jahrein was and I didn’t want no problems. But then again I could just blame it all on Maria, since she was the one that gave me that little getup to wear in the first place.
When I stepped out of the bathroom Maria’s jaw dropped. “Oh my, mami, I didn’t know that you were packing all of that underneath those clothes.”
I let out a shy laugh.
“I see why you were hesitant about wearing this. Your man might be the jealous type. Shit if I was him, I wouldn’t let you out my sight.” She said seductively. Was she flirting with me?
“Yeah, let’s go back downstairs.” I told her getting a little nervous. I didn’t want to have to rough up one of the big dope man’s bitches. I wasn’t even with that bull dagger shit.
Maria led me back to the pool area and all eyes were on me. I mean, everybody was looking from the women to the men. The women weren’t giving me the same hating stares like the girls back home. Their eyes were filled with lust. Did every chick in Miami go both ways?
My eyes searched around for Jahrein and I spotted him sitting at the table with the men from a few minutes ago talking. I figured that they were talking business, so I decided to sit on the ledge of the pool and stick my feet in the water.
The water felt good between my toes as I watched all the people interact.
That was some way out shit. I saw a few bitches doing lines near the bar area while the other chicks were entertaining the men while the guys’ hands roamed freely over their bodies.
Everything was so open. I guess that’s how you they did it when they had money.
“Why don’t you take a swim?” this Colombian looking dude asked me from the pool. He didn’t talk with an accent but you could just tell that he wasn’t a complete black man.
“Nah, I pass. I don’t want to get my hair wet.” I told him.
“Come on, baby. You gotta swim with me.” He pleaded as he grabbed my thighs.
I pushed his hands off and looked at Jah. Our eyes met as he glared at me. “My man is not going to like that.” I stood up and walked away. I glanced over at Jahrein and he was still staring at me.
“Hi, mami.” Some short man spoke, as he walked up to me. “Are you here with someone?”
“Yes.” I smiled politely. When I looked over at Jahrein that time he was biting his bottom lip. I knew what that meant. He was seconds from going off.
Men continued to approach me for the next thirty minutes, until Jahrein walked over.
“Who told you to wear that?” he whispered.
“This is what Maria got for me.”
“Why didn’t you tell Maria that you didn’t want to wear this?” he gritted.
“Oh come on, Jahrein, don’t start this now.” I whined.
“Man, I aint trying to hear that shit. You got all these niggas looking at you. That aint a good look.”
“Why? I look bad?” I asked looking down at my body.
He chuckled as he grabbed me by my waist. “You got jokes. I just don’t want you blending in with the rest of these high priced hoes.
I sat over there and watched damn near every nigga out here break their necks to get a glimpse of this ass.
” He said as he palmed my butt and made it jiggle.
“But it’s all mine. And you need to cover it up.
” He kissed me softly making me melt in his arms. “Thank you so much, baby. It feels good knowing that I can really count on you.”
“You’re welcome.” I smiled, as I wrapped my arms around his neck. Truthfully. I loved that nigga to no end, and there wasn't anything in the world I wouldn't do for him.
That night we slept at Diego’s mansion. He had us set up in the guest’s house that was nicer than any house I’d ever been to. We had all that space to ourselves so I felt free to cook Jahrein breakfast in my panties and bra the next morning.
I was dancing to a song in my head when I heard someone clear their throat. “Ah um.”
I damn near jumped out my skin before I turned around. “Oh, Diego I didn’t know that you were in here.” I held my chest.
His eyes freely roamed my body. “I didn’t mean to startle you. Where’s Jahrein, mami?”
“I’m right here,” Jahrein announced, coming from the bedroom. He walked to the kitchen area and looked at us strangely. “Raven, go get dressed.” He told me with a scowl on his face.
I scurried to the bedroom as his eyes burned a hole in my back. Since I left the door open I could still hear them talking.
“That’s a sweet piece of ass you have right there.” Diego commented. “Are all your bitches back in Houston as fine as her?”
It took Jahrein a few seconds to respond. “No disrespect Diego, but Raven is my woman. She is the mother of my kids and I’m the only man that has ever touched her. She is off limits to you and any other man.”
“Oh, I didn’t know the circumstances between you two.
No disrespect, Jahrein, honestly. Forgive me, I’m a man first and I can’t deny her beauty.
You really got yourself something there.
And if she wasn’t yours to claim you’d have yourself some stiff competition.
That’s the kind of woman you want on your side when you make it to the top.
It’s something about her that separates her from all the rest. Have you ever heard of a rare gem? ”
“Yeah.”
“Well, there are people willing to travel all around the world and climb the highest mountain top to find a gem. What you have doesn’t come around every day. If I were you I’d marry her quick and fill her belly with baby after baby.”
Diego must have been inside of Jahrein’s head on that baby issue but the marriage thing I wasn’t so sure.
“I know what I got.” Jahrein told Diego with too much confidence.
Diego let out a light chuckle. “That’s the mistake that most men make. When you have a woman that beautiful you can never get comfortable. Or else some other man will step in where you fall short Jahrein, remember that.”