Page 41 of Finessed By A Hood White Boy

Gun in hand, he disappeared out of the room. I threw myself back onto the bed, lying with my feet kicked up in the air behind me. In a world of bliss, I couldn’t believe what had taken place.

“Why the fuck you ringing my doorbell like you crazy?” I heard Ethan say.

The sound of another male's voice could be heard as they began to clown on each other.

“Nigga, where the fuck yo shirt at?”

I laughed at that.

“Amore!” Ethan called for me.

I liked that little nickname. It made me feel all tingly inside. As I came into view, Ethan stood with his boy, Duke, and unexpectedly, Ace.

“Ava?” My brother’s face scrunched up.

“Yall know each other?” Ethan looked my brother up and down.

The glare he gave Ace was territorial.

“Hell yeah, we know each other, nigga. That’s my fuckin’ sister. My twin to be exact.”

Ethan turned to look at me then back at Ace.

“Your twin?”

“Yeah, meaning we came outta my momma’s pussy at the same time.” Ace talked shit.

“I know what the fuck a twin is. You never said you had a sister, let alone a twin.” Ethan squinted.

“You know the type of life I live, nigga. I don’t speak on my family so they can’t be used as collateral if some shit was to go down. I don’t play about my sisters. And what the fuck you doing over here anyway? I thought you had to work.”

“I let her have the day off.” Ethan spoke before I could.

“The fuck you mean? You told me you got a job working behind a desk. How the fuck you work for this nigga?” Ace looked at me.

Next thing I knew, he had this look on his face as if realization slapped him.

“This the bitch from your company you been fuckin on that’s got you distracted?”

“Bitch? Ace, don't play with me.”

“I’m not calling you a bitch. This nigga know what the fuck I mean.” He waved me off. “But back to you,” He pointed at Ethan. “Nigga, you fuckin my sister?”

“Ace, that's none of your damn business. Stay in your lane and worry about the hoes you’re out slinging dick to.” I rolled my eyes.

Duke and Ethan burst into laughter while Ace grilled me. I could read his mind, and I knew we were bound to have a private conversation about this situation. I took a seat on the couch, and Ethan plopped down close beside me. The insides of my thighs began to tingle.

“What y'all want, man? We chillin’, and y’all over here cuttin’ into our time.”

“Yeah, y’all fuckin.” Ace nodded. “Wait til I tell momma. I’m definitely leakin’ this shit.”

“Damn, bruh. I didn’t take you to be a snitch.” Ethan wrapped his arm around me.

He knew he was getting underneath my brother’s skin, and he was enjoying it.

“When it comes to that one, I don’t give a damn what you call it.”

“Aye, all bullshit aside, we need to rap with you about some shit real quick, then we outta here.” Duke interjected.