Chapter 26 Yeah. That’s him.
telling you about. The one that came into Jack in the Box, ordered a combo, then let me have the change from a hundred. Made my day. With his fine ass.”
My eyes scanned over the guy who was leaning against the Bentley.
He was taller than everybody else, so he stood out, but he was dressed plainly in a t-shirt, basketball shorts, and Gucci slides.
From what I could tell, he looked to be a nice peanut butter brown, both arms were sleeved up in tattoos.
So was his neck and bowlegs. He didn’t have on a piece of jewelry and looked like he robbed muthafuckas in his spare time.
“I know you aint talking about that dude that’s leaning up against that Bentley,” I commented.
“Yeah. That’s him.”
“That muthafucka looks like a purse snatcher.” Everybody laughed.
“Nawl, that’s a million-dollar nigga, right there,” Casey chimed. “I grew up with him. How you don’t know him?” She cut her eyes at me.
I shrugged. “I just don’t.”
“But QT be scoring from him and you never met him?” Soya questioned.
I frowned. “That’s my brother. Not my nigga. Ion keep up with his business dealings.”
“Well, Face is that nigga,” Chell spoke up. “And if I ever get a hold of ‘im, then it’s over for these bitches.”
Bunny laughed while crinkling her nose. “Over how? Girl, niggas with money like him only fuck with pretty bitches. The most you could do is fuck. And that aint hardly shutting shit down.”
Chell rolled her eyes. “Like you could do better.”
“Oh, I definitely could.” Bunny winked, before she stood up, and switched off the porch.