“Y’all always balling, I see. You need anything? You want me to cover the section for you?”
Joi frowned. “No, it’s already paid for.”
“Oh, aight, well do your thing. I won’t get in your way.” He pressed a kiss to her lips and she frowned again. She hadn’t seen him all day and assumed he would chill with them for a while.
“You’re not going to sit with us?”
“Nah, it’s girls’ night, right? Isn’t that how you do it? No men allowed, so you can talk shit about us. Besides, I’m supposed to be with the team. We’re up there, though, so I’ll see you. You looking like this means I have to keep an eye on you just in case I have to fade a muhfucka for trying to step to you.”
Joi rolled her eyes. His explanation made sense, and as much as she missed him, she didn’t want to do Nyelle like that. It was indeed a girls’ night, which meant she couldn’t split her time with Ny and Reg. It wouldn’t be fair.
“I’m good. You just make sure I don’t have to check a hoe behind you,” she warned, causing Reg to smirk.
“You’re all I see, Joi. Why you tripping? Y’all done down here?”
Joi looked over at Nyelle, who was in a conversation with Riggs, looking overly uninterested. He was a pretty boy—bright skin, curly hair, and green eyes. Riggs was a carbon copy of Nyelle’s baby father, and she wasn’t feeling the type right now, so Joi knew Nyelle had no desire to kick it with him.
“Yeah, we’re good. I’m tired of dancing and these shoes have my feet hurting.”
“I told you about wearing them shits. You’re always trying to be cute and not gon’ be able to walk in a few years. Ay, Riggs, we’re about to walk them up. They’re in VIP.”
The look Riggs and Reg shared left Joi a little unsettled, but she wrote it off. The four of them walked to the elevators and held up their wrists to the bouncer standing by it. After gaining access, they were on their way up.
As soon as they stepped off and made it to their section, Reg eased into a spot next to Joi. He made sure her back was to the section where Ace and his team were, knowing one of his jump-offs was there waiting. Tasha knew better than to approach him while he was with Joi, or so he hoped, but he wasn’t taking chances. So he cut Joi’s line of sight while making sure to keep his.
“How long you gon’ be out?” Reg questioned, moving his hand up and down Joi’s thigh.
She was looking nice, but his mind was on other things. Tasha, who was waiting for him, was on some other shit. She would pop a pill and do things Joi wouldn’t consider. Nasty shit that had his dick hard for hours at a time. Joi was a good girl. She had a freaky side, but it didn’t compete with a woman like Tasha, whose only goal was to please him. Reg also respected Joi too much to ask her to do the things Tasha would do, like busting down her throat, fucking her in the ass, and inviting other women in bed with them. Joi also wouldn’t let him hit raw and Tasha would.
Reg kept a rotation of Plan Bs stocked for his women because he didn’t want kids, and as long as his tests always came back negative, he enjoyed the feel of good pussy unguarded.
“Not long. You coming to my place tonight?” Joi looked at her man, admiring his fresh cut.
There was no denying how handsome he was. Reg was dark chocolate, just the way she liked. Joi had never been a fan ofany man who didn’t have medium to dark brown skin. Reg was definitely that. Dressed in dark jeans and a cream shirt that looked good against his skin, Joi was feeling a little something that she wanted Reg to handle, but she had already committed time to her girl for the evening.
“Nah, we’ll probably shut this hoe down tonight. Vega just got out, so this gon’ be a late night, or rather morning.” He smirked and Joi wasn’t happy about his answer.
“Do I need to be concerned?”
“Hell nah. I’m just chilling with my crew, more or less out of obligation. You know how that shit goes. It isn’t about anything but that. I can come to you if you want, but I know how you are about your sleep. You don’t want me waking you up at four in the morning when you have to be up by seven, but I will if you need to keep tabs,” he offered and prayed she didn’t agree.
“No, it’s fine. Just don’t do anything that will have me looking crazy out here behind you.” Joi’s eyes shot over to Nyelle, who had her face buried in her phone while ignoring Riggs.
“Come on, Joi.” He gripped her chin and kissed her passionately. She wiped her lipstick away with her thumb right after. “I told you, I only see you.”
“That’s what you say.”
“Because it’s the truth. You good, though? I’m about to head back over there. I’m close if you need me.”
“Close, so I can watch you,” she warned.
“Stop tripping, man. You’re always speaking bad shit into existence.”
“So, if you cheat, I made it happen? I have no control over you being with other women, Reg.”
“I’m not gon’ cheat, so stop talking that shit up, is all I’m saying.”
Reg got up and kissed her cheek before motioning for his boy to join him. Joi and Nyelle both watched the men cross through the crowd until they were out of sight. There were so many people on the VIP floor that they no longer had a visual of the section Reg and Riggs had gone to.
