Page 62 of Gang of Roses: Dice

Shawty really brought the whole theme to life.

On the opposite wall, his name stretched across it in bold letters.

REVV MONROE.

Global could keep Jamerson to herself.

Matter of fact, she needed to hurry up and make that change. Sooner or later, the blogs were gonna find out I had a son, and when they did, my boy wasn't about to be walking around with her last name.

I quietly closed the bedroom door, hoping he loved it when he got here.

Walking back up the long hallway, the aroma drifting from the kitchen instantly grabbed my attention.

The chef I'd hired for today was pulling food from the oven, plating everything like he'd been running my kitchen for years.

“Smells good.”

“Thank you, Mr. Monroe.”

Today was the day.

Global and Revv were coming over.

As if that wasn't enough, my family was finally meeting my son.

I wanted this first visit to be just us after everything that happened at the cabin, but the second I told my mama, she shut that idea down.

According to her, she wasn't taking nobody's word for it. She was coming to lay eyes on her possible grandson herself. Let her tell it; this girl could've been after my money.

I had to damn near kick Oats out the house because his loud ass was ready to tell Mama that shawty clearly didn't need a dime from me. With that house alone, it proved she was not broke, and she paid cash for it, but I definitely knew why now. My baby mama was part of the bank heist bandits. She really didn’t have to say it out loud. There were millions of BBWs worldwide, but how many of them were robbing banks?

Hearing the intercom, I went to the wall to press the button. The guard at the gates informed me that my family was on their way up. I thanked him and headed to the door to let my family in.

Of course, Bronco was the first to speak up.

“Mama said we coming to give a DANA.”

The smack that went upside his head told me everything I needed to know. He was telling the truth. I didn’t bother because the woman probably had a damn DNA at-home kit tucked away in her purse. I gave my baby sister a hug, who was too engrossed in her phone, headphones over her ears. I swear her generation knew nothing but technology. If they didn’t get I.T. jobs, they were gonna be a lost cause. I hugged my mama and left Bronco hanging.

“Oh, it’s like that?” he questioned.

“Just like that.”

“Ritz, when is this gal supposed to be coming?” My mama started.

“Woman, you literally just walked into the house. Can you get comfortable?”

It was just like her to do the complete opposite. She roamed around the open space and mugged her face at every outlet that was now covered for Revv. My mother was far from being a stuck-up or bougie woman, but she was protective of all of us.

“You sure about this, Ritz?”

“I will let you be the judge.”

She just nodded and went to the back, looking out at the lake. Once her eyes landed on the swing set, she looked back at me with a raised brow.

“You’re moving fast, son.”

I nodded. I would let the face of Revv be the fire that would thaw out the ice around that wall. This was a protective mother, but we all know a protective grandmother was a different beast. I was gonna get a kick out of how fast she was about to switch up.