Page 50 of A Hood Wife And A Rich Goon

“Lotus Marie Bailey, I know you not doing the walk of shame out of here at no damn eight in the morning.” Kissa stood near the coffee pot with a fresh mug in her hand when Lotus reached the landing.

Embarrassment flooded her face and she lowered her head. Shit!

“Ma, I crashed here because I was drunk,” she lied, and she was bad at it because Kissa hiked a brow and shot an unbelieving glance her way.

“Girl, you must think I’m dumb and blind.” She tipped her coffee to her lips and sipped. “But I am more than willing to hear it from your mouth.”

“Nothing to tell.” She shrugged. “I am an adult, and I don’t have to give you the play by play of who I sleep with.”

“Oh, so you woke up and chose disrespect this morning.” Kissa set her mug on the counter, and Lotus sighed, closing her eyes.

“Ma, I have a hangover. I woke up by myself in the bed of a man I barely know. I just want to go home, take a shower, and crash for the rest of the day.”

“So, you’re not going to work today?” Kissa questioned.

“No. I’m taking a few days off.” Lotus spotted her clutch on the bread stand near the door and rushed to get it so she could get the hell out of there.

She was done fucking with Eazy and all his panty dropping charm. He wasn’t going to talk her out of hers again. She had to stand her ground with this nigga, because obviously, he didn’t respect her enough to stick around when she woke up.

“You want something to eat?”

“No, but if you see Eazy, tell him to go to hell.” Lotus pushed the screen door open and stomped outside with her clutch and shoes in her hands.

She marched to her car and started it. Not waiting for it to even warm up, she took off down the block. By the time she arrived outside her apartment building, Lotus had half a mind to text Eazy and cuss him the hell out. Doing that would give him the inclination that she gave a damn, though, and she refused to be that with him. She punched in her code to access her building and started up the stairs to her second floor studio style apartment. When she tried to stick her key in the keyhole, she dropped the whole set and bent to retrieve them.

“I miss you, baby.” A familiar voice pierced her ears, and Evren grabbed her hips.

He pulled her ass toward his hard dick poking through his slacks.

“Evren, what the fuck are you doing here!” Lotus jerked away and pressed her back into her apartment door.

Smiling, he crowded her space, assaulting her nostrils with his cologne and biting down on his plump bottom lip. He tried to nuzzle her neck, inhaling Eazy’s manly scent all over her, seeping from her pores and clothes. Turning his nose up, Evren backed up.

“Where the fuck you been, Lotus?”

“That’s a question for my man to ask me, Evren, and that ain’t you. What the fuck is wrong with you? It’s over. We’re done! Stay the fuck away from me!” She gave him her back, stuck the key in the lock, and turned it.

When she pushed the door open, he grabbed the back of her neck and shoved her inside. Stumbling over her feet, Lotus spun to face him, eyes wild with fear. Evren slammed the door behind him, causing some of her pictures to rattle on the walls when he did so.

“Why the fuck you smell like another nigga?”

“You deaf or something?” she sneered. “Maybe it’s because I was with another nigga. Fucking him. All night matter of fact.”

Smack!

He backhanded her, which sent her crumpling to the floor, holding her throbbing cheek. Kneeling, Evren grabbed her by the shoulders and yanked her forward. He made sure to position himself in her face.

“You got me fucked up!”

“And you damn sure put your hands on the wrong one,” Lotus grumbled.

She swung her fist, catching him off guard when it landed against his jaw. A sudden ringing echoed through his ears. He teetered on his toes, and Lotus lifted her leg to kick him. Tipping over and hollering in pain while Lotus glared at him, he tried to pull himself together. She snatched her keys from the floor, and rushed over to a nearby table with a locked drawer. Locating the key she needed on the ring, within seconds she popped it open. Reaching inside, she gripped the .22 before Evren could run up on her. Lotus made sure the clip was loaded and faced him with perfect aim.

His arms up, Evren paused mid stride, fear flickering through his light eyes.

“Give me a reason not to fill you with the clip!” she hissed.

“Lotus, baby⁠—”