“I can’t call it. How was the flight?”
“Short,” I chuckled. “I was just gettin’ in my sleep good.”
“I hate when it’s like that.” He laughed lightly then glanced around me. “And who do we have here.”
I reached back and gently pulled Diamond forward.
“This my girl, Diamond and this is Baby Lord,” I tapped baby girl’s cheek.
Diamond nudged me while she smiled then said, “This isKeona, my niece. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Matthews.”
“Mr. Matthews?” he repeated. “That’s my older brother. Just call me James.”
“Nigga, you’d be Mr. Matthews before Proof’s ass.” I laughed.
“Mind your business, Makhai,” he replied then pulled Diamond into a hug. “It’s a pleasure meeting you, baby girl. I never thought I’d see the day my boy would be bringing a woman home.”
“So she a woman but I’m a boy.” I shook my head while I chuckled. “It be ya own people that switch up on you when you have company. Shit wild.”
“Get their bags and come on,boy.” He smirked then led Diamond and the baby to the car. Just like me, he didn’t let her open the door or carry the baby’s carrier once she’d strapped her in.
A nigga was an asshole ninety five percent of the time, but I knew how to treat a woman. My pops made sure of it. My mama was spoiled as fuck because of the way me and my pops babied her ass. She used to just pull up to the crib and come inside after grocery shopping, or shopping period. It didn’t matter whateither of us were doing, or if we weren’t there, she was calling telling us to come get the bags. Her ass never drove. Hell, if she didn’t have to walk, I was sure she wouldn’t have to. My dad would carry her ass everywhere.
I loved their relationship, and for sure wanted what they had one day, but I wasn’t in a rush to find it as a young Lord. I knew when God was ready for me to find it, I was going to. I was just enjoying being a bachelor while I could...before.
Once we were all in the whip, we headed to my people’s crib. Porsh’s ass was standing outside waiting when we pulled up like I knew she’d be. Soon as I told her that I was bringing Diamond to Miller’s Pointe, she was on the phone with my mother making plans to bring her ass and drag Proof along with her.
She didn’t even bother speaking to me, she just rushed to the back, opening the door.
“Oh my God,” she gushed. “I have been dying to meet you two! Can I get her out?”
Diamond nodded while she gathered her purse then I let her out of the other side.
“She ‘bout to work the shit out ya nerves,” I whispered then kissed her ear.
“Move, Makhai,” she giggled, pushing me away.
With the baby in her arms, Porsh grabbed Diamond’s forearm and dragged her inside my parents’ house. I didn’t even rush behind them because there was no point. I wasn’t even gon’ exist to their asses for the next couple of days.
My pops grabbed their bags for me while I made my way around to the back so that I could smoke. My mama hated for me to do the shit out front, claiming she didn’t want the residents to see me as if some of them didn’t burn. Plus, their crib sat on so much land, niggas would need a telescope to see what the fuck I was doing.
When my pops first started to run for Mayor in MP, I copped them some land to build their house on. I already hated that they were gone be over an hour away, I at least wanted them a little secluded. I knew without a doubt that my pops could handle his own and would protect my mama’s life with his own, but I slept better at night knowing they weren’t easily accessible.
Proof ended up coming out to smoke with me after he’d met Diamond and the baby because he knew what I was on. He said that he could see why I locked her down because she was pretty as hell. I almost had to rough his old ass up.
We only stayed out long enough to smoke one blunt then headed inside because my mother had cooked enough food to feed the whole fucking town.
“No love for ya boy?” I walked up on my mother who currently had the baby in her arms.
“Don’t come over here, Makhai. I know what you’ve been out there doing, and I have the baby.”
“She be burnin’ with a nigga, Ma.”
“Do not lie, Makhai!” Diamond shrieked then laughed.
“I’m not paying him any attention, baby, trust me.” My mother shook her head. “Go change, Makhai. You know you’re not sitting at my table smelling like that,” she fussed. “You too, Johnny.”
“I was just out there talking to him, Marge.”
