"Keep yo feelings in yo pocket lil nigga." Mama stuck the money into her bra. Both Norah and Tasim laughed. "I'm gone make some tacos you staying for dinner Tasim."
"Yeah shit. I'm game."
"Ohhh not you just inviting yoself to stay." Norah looked in his direction.
"I didn't invite myself. Mama invited me." Tasim smirked and Norah punched him in the chest.
"Girl keep yo damn hands off that boy. I ain't gone tell yall again, keep yo feelings in yo pocket." Mama closed the door and headed into the kitchen.
"I guess I won't be going…" Norah went to say and her phone rang. Tasim looked at the phone then back to Norah. Sheknew it was Westly calling to ask what happened to her. She had spent hours fucking Tasim so every call went unanswered.
"Don't you fucking dare." Norah called out but it was already too late.
“Yoooo.” Tasim answered her phone. Thank goodness West wasn’t anyone important. He was just a cool friend that Norah enjoyed being around. “Nah she ain’t going tonight. Matter of fact she ain’t never going. What’s your Cash App?”
“Hang the phone up Tasim.” Norah reached for the phone but Tasim moved away.
“Just text yo Cash App to her phone so I can send you the change for your little meal.” Tasim disconnected the phone. He went to the messages as if he was really waiting on West to send his Cash App.
“I swear you annoying ash.” Norah giggled, shaking her head.
“What shit? Nigga talm bout you got him at the restaurant eating by himself so ima send the nigga the money.” Norah burst out laughing so hard she made Tasim chuckle.
“Tasim, what we gone do nigga?”
“What you mean? We gone fuck.”
“So that’s it? We just gone fuck?” Norah gave him the side eye.
“Not like that lil ma.” He pulled her into him. “We gone fuck and take shit slow. I wasn’t looking for love and I’m sure you weren’t either. Therefore, we both have to make sure this what we want. Then after that.” He looked at her so she could feel him. “We move into my crib.”
“And where is that?” Norah asked because they never discussed his living situation. They talked about things like his mother, things he liked, and his dislikes but never where he laid his head. The way the Dynasty was laid out made Norah thinkhe lived there. There were so many things she wanted to know, especially about the Dynasty.
“Pacific Palisades.” He replied and Norah nodded once. Palisades was surrounded by bodies of water so she knew it had to be nice. She couldn’t wait and Tasim couldn’t wait to fuck her on the oceans.
“Can I ask you something?”
“Sure.” He looked at her but unsurely.
“Are you some type of prostitute?”
“The fuck?” Tasim laughed but she was serious.
“My bad if I offended you but come on my nigga. You got a massage table in your room. I know damn sure you didn’t buy that for me.”
“You right and no. Let’s just say I give massages to women I like. I ain’t selling no dick shorty.” He lied in a sense. He wasn’t selling dick like Rahim but when a slot winner won, he’d use his sex to lock up on their money.
“Oh okay. Well, if you think you bout to be fucking me you better figure that shit out.” She bit into her lip. She wanted to slap the taste out his mouth for the reply but she was gone let him live.
“You got that.” Was his only response then silence.
9
HANNAH
Hannah walked into the precinct with a hangover from the night before. She stayed with Rahim until the wee hours of the morning, taking shots and having sex that left her barely walking. With each step she had taken her knees felt like they would give out any moment. She lied and told Angelo she was called in and ended up going undercover at a bar. She wanted to make sure she covered her ass in case he smelled liquor reeking from her pores. The way she was feeling she almost called off but the Sergeant called requesting her to come in.
She walked straight to his office, nearly able to stand. When she walked inside, he gave her this estranged look that told her something wasn't right.
