“Naw, the shit is barely there.” I shook my head. “I told you to do that thot shit when you with ya thot ass friends, not when you with me.”
“Excuse me?” Lyrah and Daija snapped in unison.
“Y’all heard me.” I chuckled. “Y’all shit little as fuck too.”
“We’re going to the strip club, Makhai. This is how some women dress when they go out,” Daija argued with an eye roll.
“Naw, that’s howhoesthat’s tryna be chosen dress when they go out,” I countered. “You don’t gotta be naked to go to the fucking strip club, Lord, unless ya ass ‘bout to pay tip out or some shit.”
“Ugh, just come on.” Porcia snatched her small ass purse up and stomped toward the door.
Her homegirl followed suit, grabbing bags that were equally as small. I wasn’t even gon’ trip on my cousin tonight becauseher ass wouldn’t want to come out no more. I was just gon’ chill but keep my eyes on her ass.
“Don’t look like y’all got no bread in them lil’ ass bags,” I said as I followed them out of the suite.
“We don’t need any. You have plenty,” Porcia tossed over her shoulder, and I laughed.
We all filed onto the private elevator and met the security downstairs. I opted out of using the main entrance because I didn’t want to run into a crowd while I had my cousin with me. When we made it outside, I helped Porcia and her friends into the awaiting Tahoe before I got in my Lamborghini. I wanted to smoke and ride in peace. I knew they’d be talking a mile a minute, so I let them get the truck and just followed them to the club.
The crowd outside was thick as fuck, but security was tight as shit, so we were good. I got out first then went to help Porsh and them out. I let them walk ahead of me but behind security. The women were going berserk as usual, screaming my name, begging for me to bring them inside. I also knew they had their phones out, so I looked and tossed my L’s up for the cameras.
While doing so, I saw some familiar faces. Diamond was off to the side going at it with that dancing ass nigga that stopped me about his hoe at the video shoot. I shook my head at her fine ass when she spotted me before looking away and making my way inside of the packed club. I was on guard the entire way to the section, then relaxed once we entered and I saw my people.
Jabari and Prynce were already posted with their wives on one large couch, and the rest of the section was littered with the Lords. Porcia and her friends went to the empty part of the couch to sit while I dapped a few people up before making my way over to my brothers. The two couples stood, so I hugged their wives first then took turns pulling both of my boys into brotherly hugs.
“The fuck y’all ain’t tell me y’all was comin’ out this way?”
“Shit, Kinnidi told me she was comin’ to ya show, so I pushed up too.”
“Same, Lord. Safari thought she was ‘bout to go backstage with that nigga Breeze talkin’ about a meet and greet.” P frowned at his wife. “So, I had to come shut that shit down.”
I laughed, taking a seat next to them. They’d already ordered bottle service, so I pulled some weed from my bag so me and Prynce could roll up. After we got all of that done, and their ladies went to join the others, we got the party started and they let the dancers in the section. I picked the ones that I wanted to dance for me first. Prynce did the same, but Jabari opted out. Strip clubs had never been his thing, but I was glad he came. It was rare that I got to chill with both of my niggas at the same time because me and Jay were both on the road a lot.
Safari came to get some bread from her nigga, and Kinnidi was right behind her. Sis said just because Jay didn’t want to enjoy the festivities, didn’t mean she wasn’t going to. His ass happily handed the bread over. I broke my cousin and her girls off too, then I sat back to indulge myself.
The shit was ridiculous the way we were throwing money in our section. I knew the dancers that didn’t get chosen to come up were hot because the ones in our section damn sure made a bag. Mainly the one that I’d kept to myself. She was pretty as shit with a body that would stop any man in his tracks. She smelled good as a mothafucka too despite dancing all night. Her intoxicating ass perfume mixed with the weed and liquor I’d been on had me ready.
“Ay, what time you gettin’ outta here?” I asked her.
I was faded, but I didn’t miss the way her eyes lit up.
“I can leave now if you want me to.”
Nodding, I said, “Yeah, I’m ‘bout to slide and I want you to come with me.”
“Okay,” she grabbed the bag the house mom had stuffed her money into. “I need like fifteen minutes then I’ll be ready.”
It wasn’t until then that I realized she thought we were riding together. That shit wasn’t happening, so I said, “Naw, lock ya number in.”
I pulled my burner from my pocket and handed it to her. She quickly keyed her number in then handed it back to me. When she left, I looked around for my cousin. She was tucked off to the side with her girls, but I noticed a few other mothafuckas lingering too, so I got my ass up and went over because Porcia had her friends over there twerking and shit.
“Ay, Lord, you wanna move ya mothafuckin’ hand?” I said to Chino who had his hand on my cousin’s waist.
He removed it and lifted his hands as he back peddled. “My fault, Lord.”
I watched him until he got to the other side where the other homies scrammed with his ass. I didn’t miss the lil’ fucking look he gave my cousin either. I made a mental note to holla at Jay and P to see if they noticed anything going on between the two of them. Chino was my nigga, and I fucked with him tough, but the nigga wasn’t about to be fucking with my cousin. I wanted her with some blue-collar nigga that wasn’t involved in the life.
“Fuck you got goin’ on, Porcia?”
