Chapter 300
so busy?”
“Girl. Everything. The damn kids. The house. Face. Every-thing. Then after Face was dragged o" to jail, I was hit with a double dose of reality. I thought about what I would’ve done, had he not been able to get out. He got money stashed, but I didn’t know where nothing was.
He got businesses, and I don’t know shit about them.
Then I don’t have my own income at all. And that shit is scary.
I wanna know that I can handle whatever with my own resources.
That’s why I’m determined to open up my own salon, and have been spending a lot of time trying to find a affordable suite space. ”
“I hear you. But why it gotta be affordable? I mean, I get you wanting to be practical, but you got a rich nigga at home. He beat that case. Money is plentiful from what I can see. So, why not take full advantage of that?”
“Cause. As much as Face is a provider, I need to know that I can handle my business with or without him.”
She shook her head. “I guess, girl. But I really hope that you can snap out of that survivor’s mentality.
You’re beyond that. You have to think bigger.
You aint gotta start at the bottom to prove a point.
Let that man take care of you. Put you in position.
And if you really just want financial security, then tell him. ”
I smirked. “So, what do I do? Just go up to him and say ‘hey, baby daddy. You know that I love you and everything. I’m definitely not here for the money. But could you give me at least five hundred thousand to make me feel more secure about everything’?”
“Yeah,” she giggled, as she pulled into a shopping strip. “Some-thing like that.”
“Nah, you tripping. I love whatever Face does for me, but that’s his money. And I’m just being mindful of that. We aint married.” I frowned in confusion, as I glanced around. “Wait.