Page 75 of A Hood Wife And A Rich Goon 2

“I’m eating for two,” she reminded him, holding up two fingers.

“Fuck outta here. You heard what I said.”

Once the ladies sauntered off, Eazy leaned toward Bull.

“We still on for this tonight?”

“Most definitely.” Bull examined the remaining dominoes positioned in his hand. “Jewel⁠—”

“Ruby’s. Eleven o’clock,” he recited, rolling his eyes. “Y’all ain’t gon’ keep treating me like the irresponsible one.”

“Just make sure you on fucking time,” Bull warned.

“Twenty!” Jewel slammed his bone on the table.

Midas wasn’t slick, studying each man with a cocky grin thinking he had one up on them. Eazy cut his eyes at him, and Jewel sipped from his Bud Light Platinum bottle. Seeing those niggas all domesticated, soft, and distracted… Midas didn’t envy that shit. These women and babies had they asses too comfortable. In the same token, what he peeped was they were all carrying and ready to pop at any moment. They could also turn their backs on each other. Shit like loyalty couldn’t be bought. Bull could walk inside and leave his wife and kids safely with his boys, and vice versa. Wasn’t nobody snaking the nex,t trying to get next to their significant other. Shit was solid.

Midas didn’t have that with anybody. He even saw how his own wife was starting to question them. She loved him, that was for sure. She’d proven that in the time they’d been together. He could even say that somewhere along the way, he started to see Essence for who she was. Slept on. A real woman, about real shit. She’d taught him things about financial literacy that he had no idea about. Sometimes he sat back and thought about how they could even take over the world together. Introducing him as her husband and trying to merge him with this family just wasn’t going to happen though, ever.

When the sun went down, it stopped nothing. The music was still going, but now the ladies were in the house putting away food and packing plates. The last little remnants of smoke from the grill were dying down, so the old men all sat around, talking shit and swapping war stories. Whistler even had a joint in rotation. Most of the kids were inside now, begging for dessert before their parents packed them up to go. A lot of people lived within walking distance anyway, so they didn’t have far to go.

Seated in the living room, Toni held Bijou against her chest, and Breeze lay with his head in her lap, both knocked out from the activities of their day. Between the sun, the food, and playing with other kids, she was sure they’d sleep through the ride home and everything. Essence wandered into the room, pausing in the doorway as Lotus came up beside her.

“You okay?” she asked, twisting the cap off a bottled water and taking a gulp.

“Yeah.” Essence perked up, studying Toni with her kids as Bull stepped in through the front door with Eazy behind him.

Eazy waved Lotus over with one finger, a slick smirk on his face that she was all too familiar with. Since they’d made up, he couldn’t keep his hands off her. Every chance he got, he was grabbing or squeezing something. Her pregnant ass was able to keep up with his demands too because she wanted it as much as he did.

“Before you sneak off, please let me know if I can help with the baby shower. I want to be there,” Essence insisted.

“I will. Don’t be a stranger either. I know you and your brother are going through it, but that is temporary. Everything is going to work itself out.”

“I’m glad somebody believes it.” Essence watched Lotus walk off as Eazy grabbed her hand and pulled her outside onto the porch.

“Hey, baby.”

Midas deep, rugged tone rocked her from her thoughts as she watched Bull kneel and kiss his wife like it was the most natural thing in the world.

She still felt a little twinge that she hated herself for.

“Hey.” Essence half turned to view him over her shoulder.

“I gotta head out. Some business shit.”

“Really, Marchonne?”

“Baby, you know I’m trying to give you the world. Shit don’t move if I ain’t out there.” He rested his hands on her waist and spun her to face him. Essence pressed her back against the doorway.

“Fine. This isn’t the last family event either. There’s always more. I just want you to be comfortable.”

“I don’t think I’ll ever be comfortable around here, E. Real shit. I get where you coming from, though, and I know how to be cordial. I ain’t trying to start shit.” He leaned in and stole a quick kiss. “I love you.”

“Love you too.” Essence grabbed him. This time, her lips smothered his in a low, slow, teasing kiss that he fell into. His semi hard dick poked her in the thigh too.

“Mmm, damn, like that?” he asked, brow lifting as a sexy grin lifted the corners of his mouth.

“Just want you to remember what you coming home to.” She fingered his long locs and stared into his slanted brown eyes.