His sentence was cut short when I pulled my gun from my waist. I wasn’t fucking around with nothing or nobody else. I was getting the fuck away from that fucking zoo.
He hustled out of my fucking way, so I continued to the car where Diamond was having a good laugh with the security guards.
“They posted you on The Buzz, baby,” she giggled as she showed me her phone.
It was a video that her ass had clearly recorded and posted on her story.
“I’m glad the shit is funny to you.” I frowned as I handed her phone back to her.
We went back to the crib after that where I took a long ass hot shower. I damn near scrubbed my skin off in that bitch after dealing with them fucking animals. Diamond was on her bed, showered and changed into some lounging clothes, scrolling on her phone, by the time I got out.
When she noticed me, she locked her phone and gave me attention. “Today was fun, right?”
I’d sat on the side of the bed to put on some lotion, and she crawled over wrapping her body around mine.
“Don’t touch me, Lord,” I said but didn’t do shit to get her off.
“Don’t be like that,” she giggled, crawling around to straddle my lap. “I know you hated it but thank you for sticking it out.”
My hands traveled to her ass, giving it a tight squeeze while I kissed her lips.
“Anything to make your pretty ass happy.”
My phone chimed, so we both looked down. It was a direct message on Pikz. Diamond quickly scooped my phone up to check the shit.
She glanced up at me and frowned. “Why is Honey writing you?”
My brows dipped. “Who?”
“Nigga you know who,” she snapped and turned the phone to face me. “This is like the tenth message from her.”
“You see I ain’t wrote the hoe back,” I argued. “I don’t know that bitch.”
“She literally asked to suck your dickagain,” she glared at me. “Again indicates that it has happened before.”
I took my phone from her and went to the hoes profile. As soon as I saw the blonde hair, I remembered her.
“Man, that shit old as hell.”
“But you don’t know her.” She rolled her eyes before climbing out of my lap.
“I don’t know her,” I defended. “You see I ain’t even know the bitch by name.”
“So, you just get head from women you don’t know?”
“I used to.”
She scoffed. “Yeah, let me schedule myself a doctor’s appointment pronto.”
I kissed my teeth. “Girl, be fuckin’ for real. I be checkin’ bitches MyChart’s before anything go on. I don’t give a fuck how fucked up I be.”
“Oh, I suppose I should be happy to hear that,” her sarcastic ass replied with another eye roll.
“Naw, but yo’ ass know I don’t got shit, so go to the fuckin’ doctor all you want,” I shrugged. “You the one payin’ the copay. Not me.”
“Whatever, nigga,” she mumbled getting ready to walk out of the room, but I caught her wrist and brought her over to me.
“You got an attitude about a bitch I don’t even know?”
