The women headed to the bar to get drinks. “I’m trying to leave with Diric tonight. That nigga has the best dick I ever had hands down,” Omnique continued to rant.
She hooked up with Diric soon after Heiress started talking to Amar. There was no love connection on Diric’s end, but Omnique was cool, and she had some good pussy. Omnique was in love with Diric’s dick and the only thing that kept her from becoming completely obsessed with him was the fact that her baby daddy was such an on again off again presence in her life. They had been dealing with each other for ten years, and it was hard for them to let go for real. They were toxic and dysfunctional as hell. They had one child together, and Omnique had been pregnant by him two more times, and she got abortions both times.
Heiress ordered a double shot of Patron and so did her sister. Seeing Amar had slightly put a damper on her mood so with afrown on her face, Heiress ignored the guy trying to talk to her. She really didn’t even care if she came across as stuck up. She wanted him out of her face. By the time they got their drinks, Diric and Amar had made their way over.
“I’m going home with you, tonight?” Omnique boldly asked Diric.
He had plans to go see Raven, so he wasn’t making her any promises. “We’ll see. I’ll buy you another drink though.” Omnique had begun to pout, but the offer of a drink lifted her spirits.
Meanwhile, Amar eyed Heiress in her powder blue corset dress. “You look nice.”
“Thank you. Your girlfriend know you over here speaking to me?”
“She’s not my girl, and no she doesn’t trip. How you been?”
She wanted to hit him with a smart reply. After all, if he cared he would have called, but that had never been the dynamic of their relationship. She had never tripped on him about anything. They had never even come close to arguing, and she didn’t want it to start now, so she bit her tongue. “I’ve been good. Thank you for asking.”
Heiress eyed him. Men loved to have sex after the club. When Diric hit her sister with that lame ass maybe, they all knew he had other plans but if they fell through, he’d hit Omnique. Heiress wanted to test Amar, but a part of her was afraid. If he hit her with a maybe, she’d know that he was going home with Kirah. Amar had always chosen her first, but she had a feeling that was starting to change. Her pride screamed don’t do it, but she had to know. Heiress sipped her drink for courage.
“You going home with Kirah tonight?” She held her breath while she waited for him to answer.
“Yeah. I am.” He didn’t even blink. Said it with no hesitation.
Heiress nodded. “That’s what it is then.” With that, she walked off.
CHAPTER 20
“You really like Yohaha that much?”Amar asked Canyon on their flight back from Columbia. It was another successful re-up for the books, and they had four more hours before they made it back to North Carolina.
“Yeah, I do. And I don’t want anybody to think that I fell out of love with Cheyenne simply because she went to prison. It’s deeper than that. It’s how our relationship went south while she was in prison. I could have slipped a CO some cash, I know we could’ve fucked a few times. Money talks. I could have pulled strings, but she wanted to spend the majority of her bid not speaking to me. When you go weeks on top of weeks without seeing a person or even talking to them things start to change. Especially when the times you do talk, it’s an argument. I’ve had pussy over the years, but Yohana is different. I hate to say cliché sucka shit, but I feel like she’s the one. For real.” Canyon had never even uttered the word soulmate. But every time he thought of Yohana, that’s the word that entered his mind. He had never even thought of Cheyenne as his soulmate.
“Since when have you ever cared what people think?” Amar countered.
“I don’t. But I don’t want to embarrass Cheyenne. I don’t want her to feel like she did an entire bid then she came home, and I shitted on her. It’s just not there bro, so what do I do? On top of that, Yohana doesn’t want to be a side chick, and she shouldn’t have to be one. Shorty isn’t even side chick material. That’s the kind of woman that you wife with no hesitation.”
Amar raised his eyebrows. “She must be special indeed. I say go with your heart. We not getting no younger out here. We go hard every day. This shit looks easy, but it’s stressful as hell. We deserve peace, and if Yohana is your peace go get that. Cheyenne is cool. She always has been, but if she had cheated on you and you flipped out and killed dude and went to prison, you couldn’t have blamed her for that. She can only be mad at you for cheating. She can’t be mad at you because she took someone’s life. And no matter how much your leaving might hurt, no woman with any kind of pride would want a man staying with them because he felt like he owed her.”
“You’re right,” Canyon sighed. “The old me would try to keep them both, but that shit isn’t fair. When my father passed, my mom found out he had a mistress that he’d been fucking with for ten years. The one thing he wouldn’t do was get her pregnant. Since my mom or the woman that took me in and adopted me couldn’t have biological kids, he wouldn’t give his mistress one.”
“I damn sure see why men do it that way. This shit gets stressful. The entire time I’ve known Heiress, she acted like she didn’t give a damn one way or another but as soon as me and Kirah start getting closer, she comes with the jealousy and shit. Shorty was 38 hot when I left the club the other night with Kirah. Crazy thing is, any other time, I would have chosen Heiress. The only reason I went home with Kirah is because I don’t want Heiress feeling like I’m a sucka. I like her for sure, but she can’t use that to her benefit whenever she wants to. I’m too got damn G for that shit.”
Canyon laughed. “I feel you. Women know when we be weak for their asses, and they will try to use it to their advantage. But on a more serious note, I talked to Haseef earlier, and in twelve months I’m out. At that time, he’s agreed to meet with you and Diric. Both of y’all can cop directly from him once I’m out, and you can split my clientele. Find your own clientele. Do what you want, but I’m only giving this shit twelve more months. I’ve already given it the last sixteen years.”
“I feel you on that. You deserve to rest my G. You’s a hustling ass muhfucka, and you rich as shit. No need to keep playing a game that you don’t have to play.”
Canyon nodded. As far as money and material possessions, he had everything that he could ever want. The things that money couldn’t buy like a healthy relationship and kids, those were the things that he found himself wanting. If he wanted different, his focus had to be different. In one more year, he would walk out of the game with millions in his possession and enough memories to last a lifetime. But it was time to create new memories and live a new life.
Raven bit her bottom lip and deepened the arch in her back as Diric pounded into her from behind. She was no longer sore, and she could give it to him like she wanted to. This was their third time having sex and while the first two times were good, this time was lit. Raven could finally move and breathe without being in agonizing pain. Diric was taking full advantage too. He smacked her on the ass hard as hell, and she started twerking on his dick.
“Fuck baby,” she moaned and rotated her ass in a circular motion.
Diric grunted and clenched his teeth together as he exploded. After he slid out of her, he leaned down and bit her on the ass making her giggle. “That day I was bagging up work, I could have sworn I heard you tell someone you don’t eat pussy. But you’ve eaten me out three times, and that head game is stupid.”
Diric didn’t respond and when Raven turned around to look at him, the scowl that he wore made her erupt into laughter. “Fuck outta here,” he stated as he kissed his teeth. “I don’t be doing that shit. You should feel special as hell.”
Raven stood up and kissed him. “I do baby.”
“Yeah, whatever. But since we’re on the subject. I’m not ‘bout to be eating you out and shit, and you’re out here messing with other niggas.”
