“Baby, is this your coworker?” the unknown thirst bucket asked TJ as she looked from me to him. She smiled at me sexily before offering her hand for me to shake. “Hi! I’m Lisa.”
“Lisa, I don’t know you. Put your hand down.” I squeezed some sanitizer on my hands before saying a quick prayer and diving in. Pointing my fork at TJ, I smirked. “Who is this, anyway? The way you had your chest poked out about Bloss Baby’s fine ass?—”
Whap!
Slapping the table, the small chatter around us ceased as the patrons looked in our direction. TJ’s nose flared with anger as Lisa’s eyes bucked from embarrassment, and maybe a little fear. I found both of their asses hilarious.
“Don’t youeverspeak on what I have going on with Blossom, nigga. That’smybitch.” He was seething as he leaned across the table. “What she and I have going on is none of your concern, McKnight. If I find out you’ve been near her, I’m going to kill you.”
“You ain’t gone do shit but end up in a fuckin’ sewer, nigga.” I continued to eat because his threats didn't move me at all, and the food was hitting like a motherfucker. After forking more eggs into my mouth, I pointed the fork at the madman again. “You talk a lot of shit for a nigga that walks around with a ballpoint pen and a handy-dandy notebook all day. I didn’t come here to argue with you, though.”
I sipped my coffee and eyed him over the rim. He didn’t respond, which was the wisest decision he’d made since I’d learned about his existence. Dan was headed our way, and that was my cue to get my ass home. I didn’t want to cause problems for him today; I’d paid him enough money last time I had to straighten out a disrespectful-ass nigga in here.
“I just wanted to check on you and see how your jaw was feeling. Based on the bullshit you’re spewing, I will say you’re doing just fine.”
Glancing over at Lisa, I threw her a wink, causing her to blush. Sliding from the booth, I went into my wallet just as Dan approached the table.
“Is everything okay?” He looked at each of us. “I don’t want any trouble in here this morning.”
“No trouble at all, Dan,” I assured him, handing him a few bills. “Just a conversation amongst family. Right,cousin?” I couldn’t help but laugh at the sour look on TJ’s face. This nigga hated my guts, and I was going to make his life a living hell for thinking he could ever fuck with me. “Enjoy your breakfast. It’s on me.”
“I don’t want shit from you!” He stood from the table, stepping toward me. “Unless it’s your head.”
Smirking, I nodded as I turned to leave the diner.
The detective made it too easy to fluster and rile him up. However, I heard his threat loud and clear. I knew he didn’t care for me, but now that I knew what time he was on, it was going to make killing him that much sweeter. If he wanted to take it there with me, we could do that. His hatred for me because of my father’s actions had fueled a fire in him I didn’t mind putting out.
Little did he know, avenging his father’s death was doing nothing but gearing him up to meet the same fate.
“Baby,I thought you said we were going to spend the day together. I came over here to cook and everything.”
Rolling my eyes, I listened to Lisa bitch about us not spending time together. After seeing JJ earlier, I wasn’t in the mood to do shit but come home. I’d only told Lisa she could come over because I wanted some pussy. Now that she’d swallowed all my nut, she was dismissed, but I knew getting her out of my house was going to be an issue. Lisa was the clingiest chick I’d ever fucked with. She thought she held rank in my life since I’d let her play the role as if she were my girl. The joke was on her ass because once Blossom and I got married, all these hoes would be cut off.
“Lisa, I have shit to do, so I don’t have time for this,” I stated, tone flat and voice low.
I sighed, walking over to pull her jacket off the coatrack and tossing it to her. Today was my day off from work, and I had plans to pull up on Blossom. She hadn’t been fucking with me since the incident at the gala, and I needed us to get past that shit. If she thought I was going to step aside and let JJ have his way, she and he were horribly mistaken. The day I killed those McKnights, I was throwing a party, and JJ was the first one on my list.
I frowned down at Lisa’s pouty face as she held her coat, not moving. That pouting shit was cute when my girl did it to get her way, but Lisa was nothing like my baby.
“You know I’m a busy man, and I shouldn’t have to explain what’s understood. I appreciate the dinner, but you need to leave.”
“Oh, I’m good enough for you to fuck, but I’m not good enough to get anything else?” She folded her arms and mugged me, ignoring the fact that I was walking her back toward the door. “How would the little real estate agent feel about all this? If she knew her man was just balls deep inside of me, unprotected at that? How about I just tell her! I swear, I hope she gets a new nigga?—"
Clenching my teeth together, I tried to calm myself from snapping her neck. Granted, I hated Blossom’s job because she was good at what she did, and a paid woman who didn’t need for anything usually couldn’t submit fully to a man. However, what I hated the most was that so many niggas had access to her. She was a beautiful woman who met a lot of people during the networking she did. It was nothing for one of them with more money to come in and make moves on her. I knew she was not moved by shit like that because she had her own, but the thoughtstill bothered me. Then knowing JJ had his sights on her pissed me off even more.
I could have killed that nigga for putting his hands on me the night of the gala. My jaw was so swollen, I thought the shit was dislocated. Blossom called Stacy to come get her that night, and that shit infuriated me because that funky bitch was always talking shit about me to my girl. I asked Blossom repeatedly if she and JJ had anything going on, but my questions were met with snarky responses before she stopped taking my calls altogether. If I ever found out some foul shit was going on behind my back, she was dying with him.
“Let me make something clear.” My eyes turned inward as I backed her into the door. “Watch your muthafuckin’ mouth when you speak on my girl. I treat you like a fuck because that’s all you are.” Gripping the front of her neck, I squeezed it firmly, causing her fair complexion to turn beet red. “Don’t think that mediocre pussy is enough to keep me from snapping your fuckin’ neck, Lisa. If I ever find out you’ve said anything aboutthisto my girl, I will kill you. Now get the fuck out!” I pushed her head into the door as I removed my hands from her neck. The tears now streaming down her face didn’t move me one bit.
“Don’t make me tell you again,” I stated, my voice now cold as I turned to grab her purse and keys.
Snatching the items from me, she yanked the door open but was startled by the figure that was standing in the doorway. Looking from me to him, she said nothing as she stormed past him and down the driveway toward her car.
“Well, someone is mad…” Rowan chuckled as he strolled into my home. Walking into my living room, he stuck his nose in the air and sniffed lightly. “She cooked?”
“What do you want, Rowan?” I slammed my door, crossing my arms and mugging him. “I should beat your ass for the shit you pulled the other night. You’re lucky I’ve been too busy tryingto make shit right with my girl and haven’t had time to handle you the way I want.”
Row and I had been boys way before I started dealing with his sister. I knew all about his habits and the activities he was into, but it was never my place to judge him. I thought he and I had an understanding of minding our business when it came to the other person, but obviously, I was wrong.
