Page 177 of Chosen By a Baller 3: Playin’ For Keeps

Sianni sucked her teeth. “Damn.”

“Yeah.” I looked at her. “Your ass done got me in trouble.”

Her eyebrow shot up. “How the hell I get you in trouble?”

I laughed and answered the phone before she could start.

“Yo.”

“Kyrie.”

The way this nigga said my name already told me everything I needed to know.

I leaned back against the couch. “What?”

“Please tell me that video I was just sent isn't Sianni.”

I looked over at my wife. Her ass was standing there trying her hardest not to smile.

I pointed at her.

“See?”

She slapped my hand away.

“Kyrie?”

“Yeah, that's her.”

He went quiet for a second.

“And she's okay?”

“Yeah, she good.”

“The baby?”

“They good too.”

“Aight, good. That's the most important thing.”

I nodded even though he couldn't see me.

“Yeah.”

“But now we got another problem.”

I sucked my teeth. “Man, what?”

“The video is spreading.”

“I figured that shit.”

“And normally, I'd tell you to leave it alone and let it die down, but considering everything that's already happened with those pictures⁠—”

“Actually, I know who leaked them now.”

He went quiet.