Page 16 of Widow Mayker

“He turned me down,” she stated, then plopped on the couch next to me. Surprise showed on my face. “Fuck him, though. Judging by the hoes he had in his section, he’s probably walkin’ around here with a dirty dick anyway.”

I burst out laughing, and so did she. As long as my girl took it okay, then I was okay.

For a couple more hours, we vibed to Majesty’s haunting vocals. This was my first time here, and it didn’t disappoint. The drink was fire, the music was fire, and the view was even better.

Most of the night, I observed Vonshae doing the same thing I did. He never left his section and only vibed to the music and had a couple of drinks.

You’re treating him like a mark.

My mind tripped a minute. This type of observation, I was used to. Watching how people moved was what kept me alive when I was in situations I surely should’ve ended up dead in. However, I escaped. Every single time, I hit my mark and went on about my life like killing someone meant nothing.

Truth was, every time I took a life, it took a piece of me. There was nothing in my heart for anyone outside of Bell Estates. Everyone I loved prior to moving to Bell Estates died at the hands of abusers who happened to wear a badge.

I couldn’t trust this cold-ass world. Not for shit.

“You ready?” Heir questioned. I hadn’t noticed that she was staring at me.

“Yes,” I replied. Grabbing my clutch, I stood to exit the section. As we approached Vonshae’s section, he came to stand by the entrance. His hand reached out to snag my hand, causing Heir to audibly gasp. I didn’t even resist when he pulled me to his chest. Tilting my head back, I invited him to look into my eyes again.

Traitor! I shouted inwardly.

“I let you have fun without me.” His lips hovered over my ear. “Yes, I’ma blow ya phone up ‘til I lay eyes on you again. Yes, I want you to blow mine up, too.”

Giggling over anything a man said was never in me until I ran into this man. Vonshae made me giggle far too much every time he’d been in my presence. In the middle of me giggling, his lips touched my ear in a soft kiss. It made my heart pound heavily in my chest.

He leaned back and brushed his fingers down my cheek. “Text me when you make it home,” he requested.

Dazed, I nodded like a fool. Vonshae’s energy attached itself to me. So much so that I walked away and still felt his touch. Even the richness of his deep voice played along the fibers inside my ears. Deeply, my entire body felt him.

Heir practically snatched me closer so that she could glare at me. Once we were outside, she said, “I knew you were full of shit! Earlier, you said Vonshae was no one. Remember?”

“And he isn’t,” I countered. “Besides, I don’t know that man.”

“I know him. Well, I knew him before he moved out of state.”

“Oh,” I said as our sedan slid up the curb. When the doors closed and cloaked us in the safety of the bulletproof car, I added, “Tell me about him.”

Heir shook her head. “Nope. Obviously, he wants you. I’m not about to tell you a thing.”

“That’s not what a best friend would do,” I countered.

“You’re right. A best friend would make sure that—no matter what—you give this man a simple chance to have you.”

“What happened to forgetting these niggas?” I questioned.

“Well…that still stands.”

“Exactly,” I mumbled.

“However, Von used to be cool people. I imagine he’s still cool. At least let him hunch on you.”

I burst out laughing again. “Will you shut up about it?”

“Nope. Now, I’m going to find me another dick to hop on, while you give Von a chance.”

Chuckling, I slapped hands with her. Forty-five minutes later, we made it back to Bell Estates. Heir and I hugged each other good night, then I went into my room to undress and shower. Afterwards, I would check in with Poppa and Mama Maddie.

Allowing the water to wash away any thoughts of Vonshae Gunner, I stayed in the shower a little longer than I intended to. Once I was done, I dried off, moisturized, then padded naked into my room. The light buzzing of my phone distracted me from walking to my closet. I picked my phone up and viewed the message I’d just received.