Chapter 23
CHAPTER
TWENTY-THREE
Jawan
This nigga RJ is smarter than I gave him credit for.
I’m disappointed in myself that I let this nigga catch me slipping and disappear.
One thing about it though his pride is hurt because regardless of how he felt, it all still came to me.
Tio walking out of the school with her lil’ punk ass boyfriend brought me out of my thoughts of RJ and had me getting out of my car.
He was talking and she was laughing like he was Bernie Mac or some shit.
When I got into earshot, I heard her telling him that she would see him at their study session tomorrow.
Tomorrow is a fuckin’ Saturday, so I don’t know what study session she thinks she’s going to be having with his ass.
“Hey baby,” she spoke and kissed me when I invaded her personal space.
“What’s up baby?”
“Alright ma, I’ll talk to you later,” her pussy ass friend said.
“Naw, you won’t. And call her Mrs. Jones nigga, you don’t know her like that.”
I didn’t like this muhfucka and it boiled my blood that he was always in Tio’s face.
She made me promise not to do anything to him because she’s supposedly not only friends with him, but she’s cool with his bitch as well.
Me personally, I didn’t give one single fuck about this nigga or his bitch, he needed to leave mine be.
After I mugged him for a few more seconds I wrapped my arm around Tio’s shoulder and walked her to the car.
Once we were both secured in my whip, we began our journey to the house.
“Why are you always so mean to him babe? He tries his best to be nice to you and you still treat him like he’s nothing.”
“Because he ain’t shit. What I tell you about defending that hoe as nigga to me?” I cut my eyes at her and she rolled hers.
“Nobody’s defending him, Grim, so shut up.”
“Stop playing with me baby. What we eating? I’m starving and you ain’t have nothing in the microwave for me today.”
Tio normally had me and Rae something made for breakfast and lunch on the days that she had school.
“Well, you couldn’t keep your hands to yourself so that’s your fault sir.”
I had to adjust my dick at the thought of how Tio had me climbing the walls this morning. “A nigga gotta make up for lost time.”
She laughed at my response. “You’ve been home for two weeks baby, I think we’ve made up enough.”
Shaking my head, no, I said, “Naw I can never get enough of you. Let’s get hibachi though, I need something that’s going to keep me full,” I grabbed her hand and kissed the back of it.
“Whatever you want baby,” she smiled at me.
We went to the lil’ Japanese spot that was by the beach and sat out on the balcony because it was a nice day.
It wasn’t often that I got to spend one on one time with my wife.
The girls were always around, which I enjoyed as well, but it was always nice to have her all to myself.
She stood at the counter watching the chef cook our food with the widest smile on her face.
It’s not ever really a time where she get to be carefree and only worry about herself.
As I was eyeing her, I noticed how her stomach was sticking out a little and that made me think of how she was crying about her sensitive nipples and taking dick the past few days.
In that moment I couldn’t remember the last time she had a period.
Just the thought of her having another one of my babies had me grinning like I won the lottery.
She looked back and caught me staring so she smiled and made her way to me.
“Why are you being a creep?”
I grabbed her hand and pulled her down into my lap. “Why you so fuckin’ fine?” she blushed at the question. Tiomi liked to front like she don’t know how good she looked, but she was fine as hell and she gave me some pretty ass little girls.
Tio and I kicked it at that lil’ spot for like an hour.
While we were eating, I suggested to her that we get the girls and spend the rest of the day on the beach.
She called everybody with the plans and made it a family function which I was cool with.
The only thing I wasn’t comfortable with was my family being exposed and us not knowing where that nigga RJ was.
When I came back from Mexico a couple weeks ago, I brought some muhfuckas back because we needed the extra intel. I’d never get caught slipping again.
“Damn bruh why the hell you invite my sand to the beach?” Shad complained from beside me.
We were sitting under the tent along with Darren while the girls and Granny let Rae and Lae play in the water.
I wasn’t the biggest fan of Tio taking Jalae down into the ocean, but I also didn’t wanna argue with her little ass.
“Nigga Chy ain’t your girl, do your thing.” He wouldn’t commit to Chy, but he treated her like she was his girl.
“Naw nigga. The last time I tried to play in Chy face a nigga ended up with stitches and staples, I know better,” he responded. “But damn its some hoes out here today. I’ma just double back when I take her home.”
“Oh yeah I peeped her being at your crib on the compound, that’s her home?”
“Right, I don’t ever see her when I’m picking up and dropping off Ms. Cheryl and Granny,” Darren said.
“Damn right it is. I don’t even know why you gave her ass a separate house. It’s cool though, Ma Cheryl can hold it down.”
My boy was looney, but I felt him. Ain’t no way Tiomi would live separately from me, married or not. That’s why I moved her ass right up outta that crib when I met her without her permission.
“Daddy! Mommy said I can ride on that, but I had to ask you first.” Rae jumped in my lap, pointing at some jet skis.
I looked up and let my eyes meet her mother’s as she made her way to us with Lae in tow.
She was wearing the fuck out of the bikini she had on and I couldn’t wait to peel it off of her.
“Fuck outta here, Tio. You know she not getting on that shit.”
“But why daddy?” Rae pouted with her arms folded.
“Because you’re not big enough baby,” I stood with her in my arms. “What about ice cream with daddy and your uncles?” The suggestion changed her mood instantly. She quickly nodded and jumped out of my arms and into Shads. I grabbed Lae to give her mama a break and took my babies to get ice cream.
“Aye, put that cover up on, act like you know ma,” I tossed over my shoulder at Tio. I hadn’t had to kill a nigga in a lil’ minute, but if I caught anybody’s eyes lingering too long it was going to be lights out.
We spent a few more hours at the beach before we wrapped it up to head home.
While Darren and the girls were distracted, Shad and I went to the drug store so I could grab some pregnancy test for my wife to take.
I was gone be happy as fuck if she was pregnant again.
I needed a boy in here for balance. I love my girls with all of me, but my nigga all the estrogen is going to take me out.
“I got one for Chy, too.” Shad grinned.
“She gone kill your ass man,” I laughed. Chy was gone flip her shit if he trapped her with a baby. “All bullshit aside though, if you did succeed in trapping her then you need to get your shit together.”
“Nigga I’ma take care of my fuckin’ girl and kid, the fuck is you talkin about?” he sounded offended.
“I know that muhfucka, I’m talking about you settling yo wild ass down and leaving these hoes alone.”
“I know bruh, I’ma get right one day,” he shrugged, and I left it alone. Nigga was gone have to learn the hard way. He was gone be sick when another nigga cuffed Chy and his kid if she is pregnant.
“Hey Jawan, I just saw Tiomi’s friend Noah across the street before y’all came out,” Darren said when I got back in the car, and my antennas immediately went up.
“Saw him where?” I asked looking around.
“He was right across the street, but when he saw me, he spoke and walked away quickly. It was kind of weird.”
It was some shit with this bitch ass nigga.
I pulled out my phone to send a message to Tech to have him look into this muhfucka.
He always seems to be in Tio’s space at the most convenient times.
She’s so na?ve that she isn’t going to find any of this coincidental.
For sake of not wanting to alarm her, I’m going to keep it to myself for now, but if I found out this nigga was on any fuck shit, then it was lights out for his bitch ass.
Tiomi and I were currently in the office of my barbershop trying to figure out how I was missing twenty racks.
My shop is a big deal here in Miami but at no point in time have I ever spent that type of bread on any fuckin’ thing.
The only muhfucka that has access to my books and shit outside of Tio is Joe, but I’m a hundred percent sure he would never steal from me.
Joe could have the shirt off my back if he wanted it, so twenty stacks ain’t worth the risk.
“These are wire transfers babe. How the fuck can somebody do a wire transfer if they don’t have access to the account?” Tio stated the obvious as she moved around my office rearranging shit.
“Yeah, I know baby, that’s what I’m trying to figure out.
It says the first one was in Fort Lauderdale and this one was in Orlando,” I pointed to the screen.
The transactions had taken place at different banks around the state, but not one was done here in Miami.
Muhfuckas probably had more sense than to go to a bank that we frequented.
“We’ll have to go down there and see if we can get the tapes from those days. Can you come help me move this?” she asked standing beside the love seat we had in the office.
“No, I can’t. The fuck I look like moving furniture and we got muhfuckas to do that kind of shit. You need to sit your ass down somewhere anyway.” We confirmed that she was pregnant the other night and I was ecstatic.
“I want to get this done though Jawan, it’s been like this since I met you,” she whined.