“I like him,” she said softly. “I somewhat trust him, but I’m scared.”
I closed my eyes as I listened to my little sister bare her heart. I already knew she liked him. She wouldn’t have allowed him in her space if she didn’t. She would have gotten away from him so fast he would’ve thought she’d disappeared.
“I can understand why you’re scared. King is a good dude, and he seems to be a lot like Mister Kenny. It seems we all tryna be in the Henderson family, huh?”
She chuckled. “I guess, but not in Storm Henderson’s family. Seven gon’ mess around and fuck with the right one.”
“He may have already. Iesha ain’t playing with his ass.”
She chuckled again. “It’s a shame for him to be so fine on the outside and a whole ass terror on the inside. It’s gon’ take a hell of a woman to tame his ass. Epic tryna be in the family?” she asked as she stared up at me.
“I heard he was watching Malia Henderson. Marcus’s daughter.”
“Oh. Well, I know Cachet ain’t worried about none of those niggas.”
“Naw. Baby sis tryna get that degree. I can’t wait until she get home. I miss her lil worrisome ass.”
“Whose worrisome ass?”
We turned around and saw our mama standing there with her hand on her hip. I slowly shook my head. “Not you, woman. We talking about Cachet.”
“Aw-right. I didn’t think y’all were talking about me, but I had to be sure.”
She pushed my head when she saw me shaking it, then kissed my cheek. “What are y’all up to?”
“Nothing. Just sitting here talking about Kingsley,” Treasure said.
Apparently, she and Mama had already talked about him. They talked about everything. It seemed they were more like friends instead of mother and daughter. Treasure was twenty-seven years old though . . . a grown ass woman. Their relationship was a lot like mine and Dad’s. I also had Squared, though. Treasure didn’t have anyone else. She was starting to get close to Maui, but her attack slowed that down.
I stood from the swing, since Mama had gotten home, and said, “I need to go meet my baby for lunch. She’s at the diner.”
“Okay, baby. See you later.”
“See you later, Carter,” Treasure said.
I walked around the house to see my dad pull in the driveway. That nigga was always on the move. I supposed that was what kept him young. When he got out of his truck, he had a frown on his face and his shirt was torn.
“What happened?”
His frown eased. “Stupid ass steer was acting a fool.”
I released the breath I took in and shook my head. As hot as shit been out here with ICE trying to get at Marcus, that shit had my nerves on edge. Those muthafuckas didn’t care who they fucked with. We were all carrying our guns these days. I had hunting rifles in my truck, although, I barely had time to hunt.
“Where you headed?”
“I’m going to meet my baby at the diner for lunch.”
“Oh okay. Be careful. I saw a few SUVs circling the area.”
“Yes, sir.”
I got in my truck to head to Nome and saw a delivery truck stop at the end of the driveway. When I saw it was a floral shop, I smiled. I was willing to bet they were for Treasure from Kingsley. I had to applaud him. He was definitely showing her how much he cut for her. Whenever he was at the diner and she was there, he paid for her food. Mythic had told me that much. Most times when Treasure went, she was with Mythic.
I got out of my truck and met the lady at the end of the driveway. After she confirmed with me that Treasure was here, I signed for the bouquet and brought it to the backyard where they were. I set them on the table and handed the envelope to her from the stem. She smiled as she opened it.
“A’ight. I really have to go now.”
“Thanks, Carter.”
