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“Oops. I mean, badass. The most badass man I’ve ever met in my life.”
His lips cover mine. “As long as I’m right here with you, Mama. That’s the only place I wanna be.”
19
NEVADA
When I dressed this morning, things felt different. For the first time in a long time, I had a spring in my step. I was even whistling when I had my shower. I would’ve had Star come in here with me, but she went to see Kyle and Halo first thing. After last night's confessions, I got the impression she needed to clear her head.
I felt everything.
Every single moment in slow motion. Not just our love making which didn’t end all night because we were both so hot and heavy that I’d no sooner pulled out, she was straddling me and riding me like a cowgirl. Seeing my cum drip out of her… I can’t even. I cup my dick, wondering how much cum could be left in my balls after last night, but my phone rings, jolting me out of my reverie.
Fucking no caller ID.
I grab a towel, wrap it around my waist and answer it. “What?” I shout. “Are you too fuckin’ gutless to even say anythin’?”
Then I hear something so I strain harder to hear. Shuffling. Then… I hear my own voice. I can’t make out what I’m saying but it’s definitely me. Then I hear a girl giggling. “Oh, right there, right there…” It sounds like… me having sex with a girl.
What in the fuck?
“Take it,” I say. “Take this dick, baby. Yeah, that’s good, so good…”
Did some fucking bitch record us having sex? I panic for a moment, my heartbeat kicking up a notch, but the girl's voice isn’t Star’s.
If someone is trying to bribe me, then what the fuck do they want?
I hear her moaning, telling me how good it feels and how big I am, then I hang up.
Adrenaline courses through my veins. I wish this sick fuck would just leave me alone.
If you want something, then ask for it. If I fuckin’ find out who it is, I’ll make them regret it. I crack my neck. It’s just someone messing with me. I can’t exactly block a no caller ID but I won’t be answering anymore calls. If it’s a disgruntled chick that I had sex with, well, it could be anyone. It isn’t like I’ve kept track of them over the years. Some chicks did want more from me, but I didn’t want that back then. I was just doing my thing and having fun, like they were. I’ve never led a chick on before, I’ve always been upfront about having sex and there being nothing else in it.
I palm the back of my neck.
I don’t want that to take the edge off how elated I’m feeling about my girl. I won’t let it. I’ve never had this feeling of contentment in my life, so I’m gonna milk it and fuck anyone who wants to destroy that.
Nothing and nobody is gonna spoil this good feeling that spreads through my body like wildfire. I’m in love for the first time in my life. And she told me she loved me first. My ol’ lady.
My heart warms. We can start our new life together when this is over. When Tilly’s back and she has her sister safe and sound. Only then do I truly feel Star can let me love her like I want to. Like how she deserves. And I can’t wait for that day to come.
“Don’t know about you, but they look like cops to me,” one of Jefferson’s men says, eyeing me, Haze and Brew. Riot stayed downstairs with Star, and Halo is out in the van with Kyle, just in case we need to get away fast. I didn’t want us to split up, but someone has to keep their eyes on what’s going on downstairs, and let us know if anyone else comes into the VIP area.
Brew snorts. “Cops? And here I was thinkin’ we looked more like a bunch of Boy Scouts.”
Haze chuckles and I keep my eyes on Monty Jefferson. He looks like a typical wannabe gangster. He even has the cheap suit, gold medallion and gelled back hair to prove it.
“Friend of ours said you were havin’ a meetin’ tonight and we wanted in. Been lookin’ for a new supplier in NOLA since the takedown of the Carusos’,” he goes on. Of course, anyone who’s anyone would have heard about it. The news never stops replaying the same old shit.
“What are you in the market for?” Jefferson looks bored.
Brew shifts his gaze to the old man. “Same shit. Guns. Drugs. Women.”
“Got plenty of fine women here. Some even speak English.” He smiles, and some of the men around him snicker.
“Bitches all been snuffed out of New Orleans,” Haze continues. “Makin’ it hard for us to stay in business. We have a strip club, it’s a front for prostitution and illegal workers. We sell poor people to rich people, since the cartel have the south covered, findin’ it harder to get immigrants goin’ cheap.”
The idea rolls off me and I try not to shudder. Though Haze is bluffing, all of what he’s saying is true. And he wants Jefferson to admit he has girls.
