Page 5 of Gang of Roses: Dice

“You had a rough night.”

I shot a glare at him.

“You called me up here to rub it in?”

“No, absolutely not.”

He widened his stance in the chair and licked his thick chocolate lips.

This nigga was pressure.

“You owe my casino one hundred and seventy-five thousand.”

And there it was. This man probably thought I didn’t have that little ass shit.

“I get the concern, but calling me up here for some shit one of my bags cost was a waste of your time and mine. Look at the heels. Seven. Look at the jewelry, 60. And this is my keep-it-simple day. It’s nothing to me.”

“But yet you sit in my casino losing what you had and needing a loan.”

I was about to cuss this muthafucka out, and if he decided to drop my ass off the balcony, oh well, because he had me fucked up.

“First of all, the marker came to me; I didn’t ask for the shit. Secondly, come daylight, that shit will be back in yo’ hand. As a matter of fact, no wire, I will count that shit out in front of you.”

I was getting worked up and ready to take my chances up here.

“You feisty…I like that shit.”

His ass was just relaxing while looking at me, and I was fuming.

“Whateva.”

“Calm down. I can see your heart rate has picked up, you have shifted in your seat a total of three times, and your right leg has started to bounce.”

“Very observant, huh?”

“I have to be. But let me just say that I didn’t bring you up here for that. I know you can pay. I have watched you command attention in here a time or two. And G-baby, I know how much everything on you running fa. Even the two-carat ruby-red rare-cut diamond studs in your ear, love.”

Damn, maybe too observant!

“Listen, today has been a rough day, and as much as I would entertain whatever this is on a different day, right now I just want to head out of here and lie down. So if you don’t mind, can you please state your business?"

“Glad you brought me to my point.”

I frowned.

“Is that right?"

“That’s right.”

Ritz adjusted the cuff of his sleeve before looking me dead in the eyes.

“I want to make you an offer.”

“What kind of offer?”

“The kind that benefits both of us.”

Now I was confused. I wasn’t in the mood for riddles.