Page 19 of Finessed By A Hood White Boy

“Do you have a man?”

“Um…it’s complicated.” She looked away.

“That’s not really answering my question, though.” I used my finger to turn her face back to focus on me.

“Yeah, but like I said, it’s complicated.” Her voice was low.

I watched as she began placing her lunch containers back into her lunch bag. She then tossed it in the back seat and grabbed her work bag.

“I think it’s time I go back inside.”

I sensed how uncomfortable she became, so I wasn’t about to hold her up. I nodded my head and we both got out of the car. We were silent the whole way up the elevator. The moment we stepped off and she was getting ready to go her separate way, I caught her hand.

“I appreciate that sample. I hope you really do consider restarting your business.” I winked, then walked away.

Honestly, I enjoyed our little moment together. When I glanced at the time, I figured I had about another two hours to stick around before heading out. I shot a text to both Duke and Ace, to let them know we needed to meet up to discuss business. I’d been holding on to this shit for long enough. There was no need to prolong it any further.

As soon as the last meeting ended, I was out that muthafucka. I came home and took a quick shower before changing my clothes. By the time I finished rolling my blunt, my dawgs were standing on my porch, knocking on the door.

“What’s up, bruh?” Duke came in first.

“What’s good, nigga?” Ace came in second.

“Shit, what’s good with y’all?” I lit my blunt.

“About to get into some pussy as soon as I leave here. So, what’s up?” Ace rubbed his hands together.

I took a few pulls and blew out smoke from my nose before responding.

“I don’t know if y’all heard or not, but I’ve been connecting with my long lost family members.”

“Some of Kat’s people?” Duke questioned.

“Nah, the dude she was fuckin when she created me.”

“Oh, shit. What's up with him?”

“He’s dead.” I took another puff. “That’s why I needed y'all to come through ,so we could chop some shit up.”

“If the nigga dead, what we gotta chop up? You tryin’ to make some shit shake?” Ace rubbed his hands together.

“No, fool. Surprisingly, he left me some shit in his will, and I’m planning to flip it and go legit.

“Word?” Duke raised his eyebrow.

“Shit, that’s what’s up.” Ace nodded.

“What he leave you?” Duke folded his arms with curiosity.

“Man…” I rubbed my face. “He left his entire banking company to me. I’m the new CEO of that shit.”

“Nigga, what!” Ace shouted.

Duke didn’t say a word.

“Right. I was thinking we could use this opportunity to clean our money too.”

“So, what you’re saying is you’re ready to retire from the streets?” Duke asked.