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“What, like regular booty calls or something?”
“Yeah, but after I met, smelled, and tasted you, I cut her off. She’s still pissed about it.”
“Hmm.”
“You know you got me on hard sitting on me like this, right?”
She smiled. “Mm-hmm. I was hoping that would happen.”
“You gonna do something about it, then?”
She reached between us and grabbed me. “What you want me to do?”
I stared at her. “Ride that motherfucker, Doc.”
*****
“Why’d you become a nurse?” I questioned, as I stood at my stove making her breakfast the next morning.
“Are we playing the question game again?”
“We can.”
“Okay, well…I like taking care of people. I became a midwife, because I love being a part of one of God’s greatest miracles. When everything goes right during a birth, it’s pure magic.”
I glanced at her sitting at my kitchen table in turquoise scrubs. “It really is.”
“Why’d you become a drug dealer?”
Damn, she was hitting hard this morning. “Uh, well…I needed money, and plus, it was what I’d grown up seeing. My father was a drug dealer. Got killed on the streets when I was like ten. I really think it was my twisted way of honoring him. He was my idol.”
“Do you regret it now? Being a drug dealer?”
“Yeah. It wasn’t a good decision, worried my poor mother to death. Looking back on it, I know it was the wrong thing to get mixed up in.”
“Were you good at it?”
“At selling drugs? Yeah. Made a lot of money.” I hesitated, and then added, “I actually used drug money to buy this house, my cars, my mama’s house, made some investments with it. Book money helps maintain things, but drug money built my empire.”
“So you lied about being able to afford this place from writing?”
“Maybe…a little. Where do you live? You know my address, but I don’t know yours.”
“I live with my mother in the Lancelot subdivision.”
“Hmm, I was right about you growing up with money.”
“I guess you were. Why’d you stop selling drugs?”
“Because I got tired of it. Got tired of worrying my mom, got tired of watching people I knew die…” I placed her plate before her and then started making my own. “You come from a big family, Doc?”
“Not really. I have two sisters, Angela, and the baby, Nicole. I’m the oldest. Angie and her husband are big-time YouTube celebrities. Nicky just retired from being a professional student and works in student recruitment at Romey University. Were you ever arrested?”
“A few times, but nothing ever stuck.” I sat across from her with my plate. “See, I was dumb to get into that life, but I was a smart businessman. I started trapping when I was sixteen. By the time I was twenty, I was basically running my own empire in my ‘hood in Chicago.”
“Chicago?”
“Yeah, my mom moved us up there after my father died. She had folks up there and wanted to be close to them. Anyway, I rarely got my hands dirty, had other people for that, so the police could never get anything to stick. Plus, a bunch of them were on my payroll or paying customers, anyway. Shit, I even had a few judges on my payroll. Money can get you out of a lot of things. Are you going to give me your address?”
