Chapter 7
SEVEN
Asim
“Why the hell are you so loud? Damn.” I looked up at Amir then Laron who was a few feet away on his phone. He was loud but not loud enough for Amir to have called him out.
“Why the fuck are you worried? I’m not talking to your angry ass,” Laron barked back then turned to finish his call. A few minutes later, he walked over to the table where we were and tossed a bag of money in front of Amir.
“The fuck is wrong with y’all? Both you and Asim have been on some shit since y’all got here.”
“They aren’t getting any pussy is what’s wrong with them.” Kane returned from loading the last crate of guns in the storage room and unzipped the bag Laron had tossed on the table. He dug through, scanning the contents before he pushed it back toward Amir.
“How the hell you know what I’m getting?” I lowered my eyes to my phone to check the text I received from Ky asking what I wanted for dinner.
“Because both Ky and Learah have big ass mouths and so does my wife. They put all your business in the streets then she brings it home to me like I give a fuck.”
“Obviously you do if you’re speaking on it and Esha talks too damn much. What I tell you about that? You need to get your house in order, bruh.” I lifted my eyes to him and he laughed, turning the metal chair backward, taking a seat, propping his arms on the back.
“Shit, I know she talks too damn much. I’ve been on her ass for years because she doesn’t know how to hold a gotdamn thing but this dick.
You find a remedy for it and I’m all in.
She is who she is but that’s my baby and I don’t give a fuck what y’all have going on one way or the other.
I’m getting pussy, and plenty of it, right between her telling me y’all aren’t.
” Kane grinned and pointed at Laron. “He asked what the deal was and I answered. My house is in order. I suggest both of you get your shit together.”
“Hell yeah,” Laron added. “Both of y’all are sitting here looking like the damn world is about to end, snapping about simple shit.”
“Fuck you.” Amir smirked, shooting him a bird, and I chuckled under my breath.
I wasn’t in the best mood and part of it was due to the fact that Ky called herself teaching me a lesson.
If any other woman tried to handle me the way Ky was, I would have already pulled up on someone else to bust a quick nut.
But I couldn’t and wouldn’t do that to Ky.
The worst part was I had no interest in being with anyone but her, however, this drought needed to end soon before I suffered from blue balls.
I hadn’t used hand service since before the first time I sniffed the real thing and I wasn’t about to backtrack.
That was dead. I was a grown ass man and pussy was my only option, not a fucking hand job.
“Ay, but what’s the word? Has Calhoun gotten back with you yet? Since this fool dropped bodies fresh out of the hospital, Kemp’s the last thing we need to get handled before shit goes back to normal,” Kane said, sending everyone’s attention my way.
“I handled it, didn’t I?” Amir shrugged and I shot him a look which he didn’t give two fucks about.
I understood why he moved the way he did but I wasn’t happy about it.
I also couldn’t say a damn thing because I would have done the same thing.
It was, however, a risky move. The second Cap’s body showed up as a news story, I knew it was Amir.
When I questioned him, he didn’t lie, so I left it alone.
He was alive and well, no need to comment on shit that was done and over with.
“I talked to him a few days ago. He put word out to shut him down. He’s dry, can’t so much as by a pre-rolled blunt without permission, but he’s still hiding.
I’m sure he’s nervous as hell. Not only is he cut off but he’s alone.
We’ve made it clear that anyone standing by him is against us, and after all those bodies surfaced, not even his team is willing to chance it.
The only problem is I’m not feeling the fact that we don’t have eyes on him.
That means we don’t know how he’s moving.
He’s desperate and desperation makes stupid people irrational. ”
“True, but he has to show his face to do some irrational shit. As long as we’re all on guard then we’re good,” Amir added.
“Facts, fam.” Kane leaned back and removed his phone from his pocket which reminded me of the text I’d gotten from Bre.
“Speaking of being on our shit, Ky’s birthday is in a few weeks. I’m hosting a party for her. Small but exclusive. Just our people and we’re shutting the restaurant down. It can only work in a controlled space so we don’t have any issues.”
“She has your head gone, Sim. Since when did you become the man throwing birthday parties and shit for a woman?” Kane chuckled, locking his phone, and Amir nodded to agree. “First a fancy ass birthday that I’m sure is gonna hit your pockets deep, then a wedding.”
I chuckled, raking my fingers through my hair. “You never know. I’m not opposed and doesn’t matter how much it costs. She’s worth it.”
“Kane doesn’t give a fuck about that. He’s worried because Esha is gonna be in his ass wanting the same,” Laron tossed out, making us all laugh.
“Hell yeah. Don’t get me wrong, I’m straight but I’m not your kinda straight. Them bad ass kids we have are expensive as hell.”
“Yo’ lying ass. You’re just cheap as hell, Kane. Don’t put that on your kids.” Amir shook his head, laughing.
“He’s right. You are cheap as fuck, fam.”
“I gotta be. The second Esh thinks we have it to spend, she’s gonna spend that shit. I’m not trying to be like Old Man Polly, sixty years old, out here pushing dime bags. That won’t be me.”
“You haven’t pushed a dime bag since you were still wet behind the ears. That better not be you.”
“You see my point.” He threw his hands up, grinning. “I’m out though. I need to run by the bank and we gotta drop the kids at Esha’s mom’s house. She acts like she has to see them little bad muthafuckers every other day,” he groaned.
“Hell, you better be glad. At least she wants to see them. My girl’s mother stays hiding in the house, not answering the phone with all the lights out for hours at a time just to avoid keeping her son.”
“Because his little ass is Satan reincarnated.” Amir narrowed his eyes at Laron, remembering the last time he’d brought him to the shop and he damn near flooded the place trying to see if he could flush a whole roll of toilet paper.
“Shit, who you telling? That’s why I stay trying to get rid of him but she’s not trying to hear it. Ma Dukes doesn’t even want to see her own grandchild.”
“You better bail on ol’ girl now, he’s what, like six? In a few more years, you’re gonna have to sleep with your doors locked or he might pull up on you in the middle of the night on some Chucky type vibe.”
Laron chuckled. “You might be right. He is bad as shit and in a scary way. Got me shook sometimes. I keep my eyes on him at all times just to be sure.”
“On that note, I’m out too. Hit us with a 911 text if you get caught up with the demon seed. I’ll beat a little kid’s ass and I mean knock the little fucker out.”
We all laughed while Amir lifted the money then he and I headed to the door with Kane not too far behind. Laron had work to do but I was about to head to the house and see what Ky was up to. Regardless, my night would end with me in her and that was on God.
“You’re in here chilling, I see.” My eyes traveled across the exposed parts of Ky’s body, even if it wasn’t much considering she was slouched in my tub, filled almost to capacity with water and bubbles.
She smiled, exposing that damn dimple, before lifting the glass of red wine on the ledge.
“Yep, you should join me.”
“Nah, that’s not my thing. I’ll just hop into the shower real quick and we can eat when you get out. You got dinner, right?”
“I did. I actually cooked.”
My left brow rose as I peered at her. “You cooked?”
“Yes, that’s why I asked what you wanted for dinner.”
I chuckled and massaged my chin while leaning against the wall, watching her lips pucker and graze the rim of her glass. My dick was already rising and that wasn’t helping.
“Should I be worried?”
Ky smiled widely. “Not about dinner but if you don’t join me in here you might need to be.”
“You sure you want that? I can’t be held responsible for my actions, and seeing as you still call yourself holding out, that might not be a good idea.”
Ky laughed lightly and turned her head so she could fully take me in. Her regard traveled the length of my body from head to toe, lingering in certain areas before she shrugged.
“I think you’ve suffered enough.”
“Oh you do?” I chuckled, shaking my head.
“I think we’ve both suffered enough. We miss you.”
“Well one more day won’t hurt. I’m kinda hungry so…”
Acting as if I was about to leave the bathroom, Ky damn near leaped from the tub with a pout on her face.
“Wait, you’re really not gonna join me?”
“So now you care?”
I peered at Ky and that damn dimple made another appearance. “I care. I just couldn’t give in that easily.”
“You’re full of shit.”
“Maybe, now are you going to join me or not?”
“If I get in that tub with you, we’re fucking before we get out. Let’s be clear; so there’s no mistaking what’s going down.”
“I know. That was the plan.”
I chuckled and began removing my clothes. Ky watched each piece hit the floor, biting her lip when I was naked and easing into the tub behind her. I had been in this house for two years and not once had I ever been in this tub. I was just grateful it was as big enough or this wouldn’t have worked.
Once I was situated, Ky leaned back against me and my hands began roaming her smooth skin, exploring freely before one settled between her legs.