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Surely, my hand had burned to connect with the side of that idiot’s face. And little did my mouse know, after his pitiful roars, I made it a personal goal to slap the Comedienne before we left New Orleans.
The SUV came to a stop in front of the house.
As if hearing me, she shook her head. “In fact, I’m giving you Emilio now to keep your hands busy.”
Paolo climbed off my lap and got closer to my mouse.
I took Emilio from her arms. He stirred a little and then let out an exasperated sigh, returning back to slumber.
Up ahead, SUV doors opened in unison. My men stepped out.
To my shock, more Black men appeared from the woods lining the house. Each one gripped a weapon.
I tensed. “What is this?”
My mouse put her hand on my arm.
I gritted my teeth. “Next time, we do not bring the kids.”
She frowned. “I agree.”
Rafael left his car and headed forward.
The Black men on the porch spotted him and shook their heads. I didn’t think any of them liked the Comedienne at all.
For that reason, these men made me immediately like them.
Max got out of his SUV. Tisha and Lemon exited the same SUV and followed him.
Instead of heading to the house, Max came over to our SUV and opened the door.
We turned to him.
Max gave us a sad smile. “So, I forgot to tell you that they had a limited white man policy.”
“A what?”
“Only three white men can go inside her house.” Max gazed over his shoulder. “And the way dudes are yelling at Rafael, I think we may even have too many white men on the property. Shit may get heated.”
I was about to speak, but the house’s front door opened.
Everyone went silent.
A small woman emerged wearing a floor-length black dress. She was no more than 4’10, and her steps were gentle as she advanced forward.
In one hand, she grasped onto a cane that was adorned with various gems up its wooden side. The gems sparkled in the sunlight.
Her long gray hair was tied up in two braids that stopped at her waist.
All the men on the porch gave her a wide berth.
The men—that had rushed out of the woods—put up their guns and edged back.
This is Delphine.
Rafael never went up the stairs. Instead, he stayed right there and placed his hands behind him.
From the porch, the woman looked down at Rafael and nodded.
