“No, it is,” Juicy argues. “Girl, if he turns up and the rest of the brothers turn up, it will be a whole war out in this park. I’ve been with Lyon long enough to know. I’ve seen a couple of wars and heard about more.”
“She’s right,” Torch adds. “But there’s nothing wrong with having fun. Just make sure that you don’t purposely attract any attention.”
“Yeah, Chaos’s crazy ass doesn’t need a reason to pop off,” Kyte adds.
“As long as you know,” I declare, walking away from them.
“When’s Bell coming back?” I hear Charisma ask.
“Probably when the baby turns one,” Ember replies.
I walk up to my brothers and dap them up.
“You good, man?” Digger asks.
“I will be if Charisma learns how to control them hips and ass. She up here ’bout to get some niggas fucked up,” I comment, looking around at some of the other bikers in the park who are looking in her and the other ladies’ direction.
Digger chuckles. “Yeah. I saw that.”
“Make sure you keep your hotheaded ass out of trouble. You got too much on the line now.” Priest scolds me.
“I know.”
“You ready though?” he asks.
“I am.”
“What does Charisma think about it?”
“I still haven’t told her.”
“Whatcha waiting on?”
“Just wanna surprise her. Let her know I’m serious about this shit and that her and my baby boy mean the world to me.”
“That’s what’s up,” Priest replies, bobbing his head.
“I’m heading over to the other side. The bike event is about to start. Y’all niggas coming or what?” Ox asks.
“Yeah. Let me see if my baby wants to head over too,” I reply.
“Aww, nigga. You just wanna make sure no nigga don’t approach her while you’re gone,” Moon teases.
“Damn straight. Y’all want a nigga to behave, then my baby needs to be right by my side,” I reply, laughing as I turn away from them.
I walk back to where Charisma is standing with the other ladies. “Baby, we’re about to go see the bike show. You wanna go?”
“What’s that?”
“Just a bunch of bikers doing tricks on their bikes.”
“That sounds cool. Yeah, I wanna go.”
I kneel with my back to her, and she climbs on. I hoist her up to my shoulders and hold on to her thighs.
“Just like old times,” she declares, giggling.
“Yup.”
