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“I got something for you,” I told her, pulling the slim box from inside of my pocket.
“Aw shit, I get a gift on the first date?”
“You getting more than that—”
“Hush!”
She swatted my hand as I slid the box across the table. She opened it and gasped when she saw the eighteen karat diamond necklace inside. I stood and walked behind her, taking the necklace from the box and placing it around her neck. Once I hooked the clasp, I kissed her on her neck tenderly.
“If you’re what love feels like, then I think I made the right decision when I took that job. I don’t mean to bring up shit that we promised not to speak on again, but I can’t help but wonder if this was God’s way of aligning us. Our situation started off rocky, but ever since we began to explore whatever this is, I can feel my heart beat again. You got me doing shit that I’ve never done, and I promise, even if this doesn’t work, you and Rabbit will always be taken care of, and that’s my word. Thank you for helping me feel again.” I turned her head toward me and kissed her lips. Nala stood and wrapped her arms around me, kissing me deeply then pulling away.
“I love this version of you. Your vulnerability, your protection, the way you are with Makari—After six years, I never thought I would find anyone to care for me like you do. You saved us and gave me good dick, so not working out isn’t going to work for me.” We laughed as she pecked my lips again. “I love it. Thank you.”
“Always, baby.”
“I’m going to the restroom. When I come back, we can leave. I’m done here.”
“Do your thang, baby. I’ll settle the bill and wait for you by the door.”
“Okay.”
She kissed me again and walked away. I watched her the whole time feeling like a lovesick nigga that couldn’t wait until she came back because I missed her. That fuck boy Slim was the dumbest nigga ever. Nala was the perfect example of love, strength, and independence, and my Rabbit was a reflection of that. Nigga didn’t know what he was missing—now he couldn’t miss shit because I blew his brain out.
I settled the bill then waited for her by the door. After ten minutes passed, I frowned and headed in the direction of the bathroom. My phone vibrated with a text as I looked at the unknown number.
213-888-6941: Go to the car.
Me: Fuck is this?
213-888-6941: If you want to see Nala again, you’d follow my instructions.
My stomach dropped as I hurried toward the ladies room and bust through the door.
“Bunny!” I yelled. A few ladies screamed, but I didn’t give a fuck about that as I pushed open the stalls.
“Are you crazy? Get out of here!” a woman yelled. I had a good mind to tell her to shut the fuck up, but my phone buzzed again.
213-888-6941: Don’t panic. She’s safe. For now.?? meet me at this address. Come alone or else.
The location immediately followed the text as I hurried out of the restaurant. Whoever the fuck this was, I was going to peel their fucking skin from their body with a potato peeler. I didn’t have any lingering beef, especially none where I called home. Getting inside my car, I sped out of the parking lot while dialing the number that texted me. It went straight to voicemail, and I had a good mind to call Ashton to trace the number to find out who the fuck it was, but I had to think about Bunny’s safety.
The location was about fifteen minutes from the restaurant. When I pulled up, it looked like some Hotel Transylvania type shit. The area and house was nice, but it was dark and the only lights were the ones coming from inside.
213-888-6941: Come inside. Go up the stairs and go to the first door on the right.
I got my gun from the center console, then got out, looking around, making sure no one was lurking. I couldn’t fathom the thought of whoever the fuck this was bringing her harm. I promise I wasn’t talking about or negotiating shit. The first motherfucka I saw was catching a bullet straight to the head.
I pushed the door open and crept inside. The house was empty, but clean and filled with tea light candles and rose petals. My anxiety lowered some as confusion took over me. I know this wasn’t one of my bitches from my past playing with me. Whichever one of them hos that did this was getting a bullet too because what the fuck type of shit was this?
I followed the texts instructions and went to the first door on the right. Slowly, I pushed the door open with my gun leading the way. As the room came into view, I saw Bunny lying on a bed of roses wearing some sexy lingerie, smiling up at me.
“Put the gun down and bring your sexy ass over here.”
I placed the gun on the dresser then walked over to her. I wrapped my hand around her neck and brought her closer to me, nibbling her bottom lip with my teeth.
“Why the fuck you playing with me, Bunny?”
She smirked. “I couldn’t kidnap you without you killing your brother, so I had him text you. It was risky, but I knew you would come.”
