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  “Five kids?! Oh no, I’m barely getting through with this first one.”

  Entwining my hand in hers, I brought it to my lips and kissed the back of it.

  “I’ma make you a happy wife, you’ll make me a happy husband by giving me a couple of kids.”

  She rolled her eyes. “Please, there’s other ways I can make you happy.”

  “You right about that.”

  “Freaky ass,” she smirked at me with her almond shaped eyes narrowed. “That’s the reason why I’m suffering now. Let’s get through this baby and our wedding and then we can talk about more children.”

  “I’ll take that,” I agreed. “What’s on a mind though. You look sick, but I can sense there’s more.”

  “Because there is,” she sighed. “I don’t think I told you about Ms. Margaret… the lady that come and get her nails done almost every week.”

  “Yeah, I’ve heard about her.”

  “You know every time she comes she’s talking about family stuff and asking me about my mother. One day she told me I looked like someone she knew. Well… a few days ago she realized I was rubbing my stomach and asked if I was pregnant. I told her yeah… and she was happy. Really happy and explained how my father will be happy to know he will be a grandfather soon.”

  I made a face at the statement only because Corryn told me she didn’t know anything about her father. When I glanced at her she nodded her head. “Yes, I know… same shit I was thinking. Then she began to show me pictures, tons of them. So of them went way back. I know she isn’t lying because there is one she got of my father and mother. They were at some restaurant eating.”

  “That’s creepy.” “Tell me about it. I always thought Ms. Margaret was weird, but I see why she was acting the way she did. She had a reason. She always wanted to approach me about my father but didn’t know how. I guess me being pregnant was the perfect opportunity.”

  “How does it make you feel.”

  Corryn lifted her shoulders and dropped them pursing her lips. “I honestly don’t know right now. My mom always made me believe he was nowhere to be found and he ran off, so once upon a time there were ill feelings. As I grew up and learned that my mom had a few screws loose and felt like she wasn’t telling me the whole story I’ve began to question the story altogether.”

  “Yeah, ya mom do got some issues,” I half joked which made Corryn laugh only because she knew it was true. I met the woman once and knew something was wrong with her. It was cool though; we were all battling demons from our past. “What if he not ya dad though? What if he was some guy ya mom use to kick it with back in the day?”

  “You have a point, but there’s only one way to find out. Ms. Margaret wants me to come meet their family. If this man is my father I have an older brother and sister that are older and younger than me. My sister Chloe happened to be my age just a few months apart. I guess we’re all named close to our father, Corey.”

  “That’s some shit. If there’s a sibling your age and him and that woman had a child that was older than you that must mean—"

  “He was messing around on Ms. Margaret with my mom,” she cut me off. “I swear it makes sense. I don’t even want to confront my mom about it because I can see why she hid the truth. The shit is embarrassing. While I don’t want to embarrass her with the information, I also don’t want to hurt her by embracing their family.”

  I thought about it for a moment before answering. If the man and his lady were able to get to Corryn and been going so hard to be in her life it showed they didn’t want to be apart from her and that it was her mother keeping them away. I know it had her conflicted. Either way I was here to support her.

  “You have time to think about it. I know you love your mom and don’t want to hurt her, but if the man wanted to be in your life and still does, I don’t see no issue with that. No matter what choice you make, I’m here to support you.”

  She finally had a bright smile on her face. “I’ll think about it.”

  Just as I pulled up to my place, my phone rung. I parked my car up and slipped it out of my pocket. Staring at the screen I saw it was a Miami area code. I answered knowing it could only be one person.

  “Who’s this?” I answered just in case it wasn’t who I thought it would be.

  “I figured, I’ll call you personally, so you won’t hurt one of my men over a phone call,” Black replied laughing hard.

  “Yeah man, I don’t do that walking up on me shit. What’s up though.”

  I unlocked my car, got out and rounded it to let Corryn out.

  “I got deets on main man.”

  “That was quick as fuck.”

  “Yeah, he was able to get a plane ticket to California.”

  “Damn.”

  “I’ll handle it for you. I have some of my best people down there. I can save you a trip.”

  Glancing at Corryn who was in her own world rubbing her stomach reminded me that this was a score I personally had to settle.

  “Nah, I gotta handle this myself. Good looking out though.”

  “No worries, I can get you there and back home before the day is over with. Everything you need will be available once you arrive.”

  “Bet. Give me an hour.”

  “That’s more than enough time. I’ll send you the information in a few.”

  Ending the call, I checked the time and slipped my phone in my pocket. Working with Black, was more beneficial than I imagined.

  Walking up behind Corryn, I wrapped my arms around her and kissed the back of her neck.

  “I have a business trip to make. You might be asleep by the time I get back, but you will be safe. I’ll have people here watching you.”

  Spinning around in my arms, Corryn snaked her arms around her neck and stood on her tiptoes so our lips could meet. She was so short, I had to dip my head down to give her a kiss.

  “I still got that gat you gave me,” she said with a goofy smile that had me chuckling from her choice of words.

  “You packing like that?” I asked palming her ass that was filling out nicely due to the weight gain. Now she was rolling them eyes again.

  “You always gotta be fresh.”

  “I can’t help that I love my woman and everything about her. I can’t wait to come back home and wake you up.”

  I kissed her lips and she pulled back after giving me a peck. A serious look was on her face. “We need to be certain you come back first.”

  “Of course,” I told her.

  Corryn didn’t say much, but I knew the shit I got into worried her at times. For the most part shit was smooth sailing. This is the most bullshit I had to deal with for all the years I’ve been in the street. I was going to make sure this was the last occurrence too because I not only had myself and Amena to look after now, Corryn and our unborn was not possible casualties

  Once I changed and packed an outfit to change into again after I left California, I got another message from another Miami number letting me know my ride was waiting for me just as Black explained. That man was legit as fuck.

  When we hit the air strip, I was a little amazed at how Black had this kind of shit at his disposal. I was feeling like Barack Obama as I was greeted and seated on the private Jet with liquor, weed, and food at my disposal. This was the definition of luxury. I had a few hours to clear my mind and enjoy the trip there.

  Trevor

  “Let’s grab a hotel room,” I told the cutie that went by the name as Roxy. Amongst the hordes of people exiting the plane in the busy Los Angeles International Airport it was impossible not to spot that thick as body in the biker shorts that left little to the imagination. The way her ass sat up in the thin gray cotton material it looked like it was painted on. When I finally got her attention and saw that camel toe speaking to me, I almost passed the fuck out. I’ve been to a lot of places and seen a ton of cute faces, but Los Angeles seem like it was the home of bad bitches. It was just my luck I didn’t have to go searching. Pretty ass Roxy fell right into
my lap.

  Since bagging her in the airport, we’ve been on the go. She had a nice as Benz rental where we both put our bags in the trunk and been out and about. She was looking for an acting gig in the city traveling back and forth from Texas to Los Angeles, so she knew all the hot spots.

  By now the sun was setting and I was high and pissy drunk eager to feel her walls around my dick. She done teased me with some head as I pushed her wheel on the Boulevard. I needed a release and fast.

  “We can just go back to my place. Ain’t no need to waste time booking a room, when I got one ready and available for us,” Roxy purred.

  I thought about the suitcase full of cash I had in the trunk. With all the dirty shit I’ve done in the past, shawty could’ve been lining me up, but I thought about how since I’ve been off the plane I haven’t spent one dime and she was draining my dick with them vice grips she called lips.

  When she placed my hand in between her legs, the warmth of her soft pussy erased my train of thought and I agreed to go back to her hotel room. Parking Valet, I followed her inside of the opulent hotel and the second we got on the elevator, I had her pinned in the corner stuffing my hands down her shorts.

  “Someone is in a rush,” she giggled as I pressed my finger against her clit, and she hissed. “I swear you better fuck the shit out of me.”

  “You ain’t saying nothing but a word,” I responded roughly pecking her lips.

  As the elevator chimed to let us know we arrived on the floor. Roxy led the way to the room giving me a nice little show as she added more twist to her step so her ass can move in them shorts. Licking my lips I adjusted myself knowing I was a few minutes away from hitting that.

  Once in the room, Roxy became the aggressor pinning me against the door and shoving her tongue in my mouth. I like women that went after what they wanted. Plenty of them I had to get juiced or high, but Roxy was far from timid which I liked. My dick was swelled to the point the moment the tip of my dick even touched her pussy I was bound to nut.

  Breaking the kiss, she dropped down to a squatting position and unsnapped the button on my pants. The second she had my member in her hand she slurped me up into her mouth. I was clawing at the door like a bitch the way she slithered her tongue on my dick. Just like in the car, she had my cum shooting towards the back of her throat and she swallowed that shit like a champ.

  I went to pull her up and put her on the bed, but she smacked my hand away with a sexy ass smirk on her face.

  “Not yet. We’ve been ripping and running around all day; I need to freshen up.”

  “Really?” I asked with raised eyebrows. I’ve been feeling on her all day and hadn’t smelled anything funny. A nigga just wanted some pussy, even if it was coated in a little sweat.

  “Yes, really. I don’t know what kind of women you fucked with before, but I’m not one of them.”

  “A’ight,” I huffed, trying not to make it obvious how sexually frustrated I’ve become since I’ve met her. “Make it quick.”

  Sitting on the bed, I pulled out my phone and noticed I had an incoming call from Yvette which reminded me I should’ve been got rid of this phone since boarding the plane. I wanted to feel bad that I up and left her like that, but I was sure she’ll find another way to survive; that’s if Amare didn’t catch up to her and put a bullet in her head. Once Amena got away and I learned that Cloak was dead it was a sign for me to go ghost. There wasn’t that much cash left in the account, but this was enough to start over. Everywhere had dealers that were scared to get their hands dirty so I knew finding a gig wouldn’t be hard. For now, I was ready to enjoy the much needed time off. We were literally going in circles trying to get to Amare. Cloak was right all along.

  Turning it off for the time being, I placed it on the table next to the bed. Lifting my head up, I heard the door creek open but saw the bathroom was still shut. I snapped my head towards the door that led out to the hallway and almost shitted on myself seeing Amare come through the door. I went to reach for my gun but yelled out loudly when I felt painful heat scorching through my hand. I began to shake uncontrollably from the pain and saw blood rushing from my hand.

  “Muhfucka!” I screeched squeezing my wrist to stop the bleeding.

  Amare came in and closed the door shut behind him.

  “Somebody help! Help me! This nigga gonna kill me!” I yelled to the top of my lungs and he laughed.

  “You can scream as loud as you want, no one can hear you. this floor is completely empty along with the floor above and below it.”

  Wham!

  My head snapped to the left of me when he punched me so hard my vision got blurry. I felt Mare hands go to my waist and yanked my gun from my waistband. At that moment I knew I was done for.

  “Shoot me a text once you’re done,” I heard Roxy say. With the little strength I had I lifted my head and shot the bitch a venomous look.

  “You stupid bitch,” I spat, and she just laughed leaving out of the hotel room.

  “Getting to you was easier than I imagined,” Amare spoke up grabbing my attention. “You got a weakness for women.”

  “Nah, getting to you was easier than I imagined, that sister of yours is desperate as fuck. I’m sure all I had to do was bend her over again on her desk and I–”

  His fist connected with my face again. I was going to die. There was no way out of this, so the most I could do was talk shit.

  When I was able to shake the impact of his hit again, I was staring down the barrel of a gun. I swallowed the lump in my throat ready to meet my maker.

  I heard a quick whisper of the gun before there was pain and realized he shot me in my abdomen. Both my hands went to my stomach where it felt like a burning fire was scorching in it.

  As I struggled to stay up, I watched Amare grab my duffel bag and unzipped it revealing the money I paid TSA a good penny for me to let through. Zipping it back up, he walked out of the room and I allowed my body to relax through the pain. I never thought my demise would unfold this way.

  CoCo

  I was anticipating Amare coming back home; I barely fell into a deep sleep. If I did fall asleep I dreamt about him walking through the door which made me jump out of my slumber only to be let down and full of worry that he wasn’t home yet.

  All this time I’ve been with Mar, I never feared for his return until now. Not that I didn’t think he wouldn’t be able to handle himself, but everything was hitting so close to home. Just as I turned over, and adjusted the pillows beneath my head, I heard the front door chime. My stomach got tight with anxiety until I heard the buttons on the alarm getting pushed and then his heavy footsteps coming up the stairs. A smile didn’t grace my face until I was staring into the eyes of my love.

  I was beyond addicted to Amare. I’d think I’d get tired of him by now, but the truth of the matter is that I couldn’t get enough of him. He had a roughness about him that left everyone intimated in intrigued at the same time. Standing a little over six feet of chocolate that had to have been chiseled by God himself. I loved his Mocha colored skin, his full lips, bedroom eyes that were covered in long thick lashes that any woman would die to naturally have. He was every bit of perfect, and all mine. I thought about how lucky I was to get a side of him no one witnessed. Amare was so gentle and loving. If I told a stranger everything my man was made of in and out they’d be surprise.

  “Were you up waiting for me?” His eyes beamed as he stepped through the door and closed it behind him.

  “Kinda sorta. I’ve been falling asleep to only dream that you came back home and woke up alone in the room.”

  I turned on my back to watch him get undressed. I took noticed he was in something totally different but didn’t question it. The less I know the better. He was here now with me, and I was good with that.

  After he rids himself of his sneakers, shorts, tee and was down to his boxers, he walked over to the bed and got inside. I didn’t wait to lay my body on top of his allowing the comfort to wash over me from th
e security his arms gave me.

  “I’m glad you’re back,” I murmured listening to the faint beating on his heart. It became my favorite melody. I’ve gotten so accustomed to the hum of it every night against my ear that I only got the best sleep with the beat vibrating my eardrums and the warmth of his skin.

  With my eyes closed, I already felt sleep taking over me. Amare kissed my forehead and ran his hands up and down my back.

  “I told you I don’t want you worrying about things like that. I told you I was going to be back.”

  “Uhumm…” I mumbled finally able to get the rest I needed.

  ***

  The next morning, Amare was up and out the house before me. I was knocked out cold. I didn’t remember him leaving. That was one thing about him, no matter how late he went to bed he was up and early before the sun rose. I knew his morning routine consisted of going to the gym and shooting baskets. It was therapeutic to him and the little bit of alone time he got to process whatever it was that was on his mind.

  After texting him ‘good morning’. I peeled myself up out of the bed and handled my hygiene. Today was my day off and I decided to spend time with my mother. Not only because once again, it was long overdue but because with the news from Ms. Margaret I had to get everything off my chest.

  My first thought was to get cute in some denim destroyed jeans, but my lower stomach was so hard and bloated from the pregnancy I could barely button it unless I sucked my stomach in deeply. I knew Amare would’ve been pissed and I didn’t feel like suffering just to be cute in this heat, so I settled for comfort picking out a pair of biker shorts and a tank top. The weather was estimated to hit almost 100 degrees. At the moment is was around 80, so my whole mindset was beating the heat or at least not being out in it for too long. I only wanted to go and have breakfast with my mother. She barely liked to leave out of the house, and the heat wave would’ve been a reason for her to stay indoors like a hermit, so I had to put some pep in my step before she changed her mind.