Page 46 of A Hood Wife And A Rich Goon

“I need to detach for a minute. You want to come with me to Grady’s?” Lotus suggested, watching Essence hike a brow.

“Girl, you ain’t said nothing but a word. Let me go freshen up.” She rose quickly, brushing past Jewel and Eazy strolling in from the living room.

“Freshen up for what?” Eazy’s lip curled in distaste.

“Me and Lotus are going to have a few drinks.” Essence started up the steps.

“Where?” Eazy demanded.

“Grady’s,” Lotus answered, hand on her hip.

Checking over his shoulder to gauge Jewel’s reaction, Eazy caught him shaking his head.

“Please don’t argue with her, bro,” Jewel grumbled.

“If they going to Grady’s, nigga we going to Grady’s. Fuck that.”

Javon turned his back but smiled at Eazy’s words.

He wasn’t slow. Eazy couldn’t take his eyes off Lotus during dinner. He recognized the familiar glint lingering when they observed his baby girl. She was gorgeous, just like her mama, so men were always ogling her. Lotus never had to go above and beyond to draw attention either. Her aura was irresistible.

“We are taking the girls home. You just make sure you’re there to get them to school and daycare in the morning,” Kissa announced. “Have fun and be safe.”

“And call if you need bail money,” Javon added, reaching for a slice of pound cake off the table.

“Come on.” Eazy slapped Jewel’s chest with the back of his hand. “We can roll up in the car.”

“Lo, here’s your plate to take with you. Call or text when you get home safely, please.” Kissa nudged a paper plate covered in foil and wrapped in a plastic bag into her hands.

“I will. I promise. Goodnight, Daddy.” She embraced both parents and kissed her father’s cheek before heading to the door.

Eazy hopped into the driver’s seat of his whip. Since he backed in, he was facing the street where Lotus’s little Honda sat parked on the curb near the driveway. Jewel propped the passenger door open but leaned against the side while calling Rhema. With one arm over his chest, he propped his other up and held the phone against his ear, waiting for her to pick up. Grabbing a piece of junk mail off the seat, Eazy dug his stash out of his pocket so he could twist a couple of blunts. He broke the weed down, using his grinder, and proceeded to roll the pack of Backwoods from his pocket. Lotus got out of her car and went to lift her trunk open.

Peeping Essence rushing out of the house in a little ass black dress, he shook his head. All she had was an even smaller fur coat, and her ass was still shivering when she strut past in some high ass heels. She walked up to Lotus rifling through her duffle in the trunk for something to wear.

“Girl, you keep your life in your trunk?”

“Nah. Just my clothes.” Lotus snickered. “I mean, you never know when a turn up might come about. I like to be prepared.” She located a tight black halter dress with sheer sides and snatched up a pair of heels, making sure to set them close, so she didn’t lose track of them.

Lotus pulled her jacket off but left her hoodie on. Sliding the dress over her jeans, she slipped the halter over her neck underneath her hoodie. After she shimmied out of her pants, she lifted the hood over her head, leaving her in nothing but the dress clinging to her curves.

Eazy licked his blunt closed, watching her the entire time with a stiff one between his legs. In thirty seconds, she’d transformed from basic, chill Lotus, to a motherfucking problem. After using his BIC to dry his blunt, he squeezed the tip between his fingers and lifted it to his lips.

“Okay, what are you, a fucking Power Ranger?” Essence tittered.

Lotus slipped into her shoes and Eazy blew the horn and sparked the blunt. Jewel ducked into the car with his phone still against his ear.

“The girls good, Rhema. My parents got ’em tonight, and I’m taking them to school in the morning. Just… meet up with me for a little bit. I need to see you.” Nigga was damn near begging.

Eazy shook his head watching Essence and Lotus strut to the car together.

“I’m driving. Get in,” he ordered, and they both sucked their teeth.

Still caking with his baby mama, Jewel sat forward and pulled his seat against his back so they could hop in the rear seat. Essence sat behind her brother, giving him a view of Lotus when he turned to look over his shoulder. She crossed her legs, and all he could picture was himself between them. Now she was cutting up, and he was trying to figure out a way to be in her guts by the end of the night.

“It ain’t even just me, though. Lo is with me, so is Eazy and his sister. We just chilling for a little bit after dinner. So, you coming through or what?” he asked, laying that shit on thick like butter.

He really wanted to know if he should expect her or if he needed to prepare himself to spit game at some random tonight to get his shit off. Eazy pulled off down the driveway, and Jewel hung up.