“I’m ready for whatever that nigga got coming,” Logic stated, exhaling the smoke.
“Just think smart,” Rahlo warned. “Not only do you have a lot going on right now, but you are the sole provider for your siblings. I know you want to save ole girl, but don’t drown yourself in the process.”
“I hear you.”
“He don’t hear shit,” Czar hooted. “I know a nigga couldn’t tell me shit about mine.”
“Me either.” Rahlo ashed his blunt. “Which is why I said be smart. If she’s going to be with you, then make it clear that you’re not about to do that back-and-forth shit. Niggas lose their lives over situations like this and I don’t want to see you in jail or on the front of a T-shirt.”
“I hear you.” Logic nodded, taking in everything they were saying.
“Good.” Rahlo stood to his feet. “Let me get back over there to my wife. She kid free and don’t know how to act.”
“Nah, let her chill,” Czar told him. “She been teaching Marley how to twerk and my baby be shaking that lil muthafucka.”
“Nigga, you better get her ass some dance lessons.”
“That’s fucked up.” Czar shook his head, dropping his cocktail in the ashtray. “You gotta watch this nigga Lo, he’s a gatekeeper.”
“Gatekeep these nuts!” Rahlo pushed him and took off jogging.
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“Wait, slow down,” Marley giggled as Spice and Shugg tried to teach her a dance she saw on TikTok.
“Uh, we can’t go no slower,” Spice snickered. “You might just have to learn a different dance.”
“Did she just call you old?” Taylor laughed out loud.
“Not old, just seasoned,” Shugg giggled. “Ty, do you know it?” Shugg asked.
“Yes,” she answered, standing to her feet.
By now she was on her fourth shot and wasn’t feeling any pain. The situation with Logic had been pushed to the back of her mind, and she allowed herself to have a good time, even if it was only for the night. Adjusting her cover-up, Tyler stepped out of her slides and sashayed over to where Shugg was standing. When the song started, she popped her hip a couple of times before smoothly adding in the footwork. She dipped, turned, and effortlessly gyrated to the beat. Spice stood to the side recording as her sister and Tyler moved in sync.
“Oh, this some bullshit.” Marley folded her arms. “They look like they been practicing.”
“And that’s why I stick to Instagram because I got lost somewhere between the turn and the clap.” Taylor shook her head.
“Do it again.” Marley stood next to Tyler. “I got it this time.”
“I hope you checked on your carrots while you over here dancing,” Czar taunted, pulling her into him by the hips.
“Shut up,” she giggled. “I took them off. I was trying to learn this dance, but Spice over here going all fast.”
“Am I going fast or are you seeing slow?” Spice quizzed.
“Oop,” Shugg, Tyler, and Taylor giggled.
“Oh ok, I see how it is.” Marley nodded her head.
“It’s alright, baby.” Czar wrapped his arms around her waist. “I love your non-dancing ass.”
“Hush,” she giggled as he nuzzled her neck.
“Ok and that’s my cue.” Shugg backed away. “We’re going in the house with Sage. It’s getting a little hot out here.” She fanned herself.
“Go right ahead,” Taylor insisted. “The chef in the kitchen, so if you get hungry she can make you anything you want.”
