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“Nobody’s going to use the same spoon, weirdo,” she said, noticing I was watching her ass.
“I think you know better by now.”
“Mr. Ahmad, stop being mean to Mommy. She would be nice if you stop being mean. Right, Mommy?”
“Right, baby.”
“Your mommy has been mean to me, Rabbit. I’m only giving her back what she gives me.”
“Well, she’s going to be nice now.”
“Okay, then I’ll be nice too.”
“Yay! You want to say grace, Mr. Ahmad?”
I shook my head. “Nah, let’s let your mama do it.”
“Scared of a little prayer?”
“See…”
“Okay, okay, my bad.”
She held up her hands in surrender as we joined hands, and she said grace. We dined over the meal I prepared and made small talk—well Makari talked while we listened and responded. I could see that she was opening up more since our bonding moment in the basement. She was very talkative, and surprisingly, I didn’t mind it at all. It may have been because she was so cute and innocent, whereas her mother was sexy and rude as fuck. I’d always been a loner, but having them here made me wonder if after I took her nigga out, would I go back to enjoying my peace?
Once we were good and full, I removed the dishes from the table and put away the food. Bunny and Rabbit helped clean the table and put the dishes in the washer, then she took Rabbit upstairs to get ready for bed. I went to shower and put on my night clothes, then went back downstairs to do some meditating. I needed to purge thoughts of Bunny out of my system because I could feel myself liking her and all her feistiness too much. Before I could turn on my rain sounds…
Thump
Thump
Thump
“Yo, I can’t with you, man.” I chuckled, watching her hop her ass my way.
“I’m not sleepy since I took that nap. I want to watch TV.”
“You literally have a whole television in your room.”
“I don’t want to disturb Kari. Is it okay if I watch a little TV down here, your highness?”
“I was actually about to meditate. So you’re disturbing my peace.”
“Oh, sorry. Maybe you should meditate in your room then.” I inhaled deeply then released it.
“What’s your story?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, what’s your story? How’d you get caught up with a crime boss?”
She started fiddling with her fingernails and I could see her face grow solemn.
“He bamboozled me. Had me believing he owned a lucrative business, but the whole time he was selling crack to the whole city.”
“How’d you meet him?”
“On my college campus. Him and his hoodlum friends were hanging out in front of my dorm, and I ran into him. My first instinct was to turn him down, but he turned on his charm. I was a virgin when we met. I held on to my virginity for a long time before I gave it up to him. Once I did, his secrets started to unravel, and he started to act different.”
