Page 36 of Hired By My Rich Baby Daddy 2

“Aye, chill out, man.”

Something about the voice sounded familiar. He started turning around slow.

When he got all the way around and I saw his face, I ain’t lower my gun one inch. It was now pointed at the front of his head, right between the eyes.

My jaw tightened even harder. “Rah, what the fuck are you doing in my house?”

Rah looked at the gun, then back at me before lowering his arms slowly. He was tryna act like this shit ain’t faze him, but I saw the fear in his eyes.

He stayed silent, so I said, “What the fuck are you doing in my muthafuckin house?”

“I came to see my son.”

“In my bedroom, nigga?”

“Nah.” He laughed nervously. “I was looking for the bathroom. Paisley picked me up so we could take the kids to the park, and she forgot some shit, so here we are.”

I stepped closer. The barrel touched his skin.

“You got three seconds to get the fuck out my room and out my house before I kill yo’ ass right here.”

He gave me a grin. The same grin this nigga always had whenever he thought he was getting under my skin.

I ran my tongue across my teeth and let it sit for a second.

“One.”

His grin slipped a little.

“You doing too much, bruh.”

“Two.”

He started backing out of my room, his hands going back up as I took my gun off safety and cocked it. He looked like he was ’bout to fucking cry.

I followed him out of my bedroom, ready to count to three and pull the trigger, but that’s when I heard Pais.

“PB, what the hell?”

Paisley was holding a pack of pull-ups and wipes. Her eyes went from me to the gun, then to Rah.

“I-I brought him here,” she stuttered.

So, his bitch ass was telling the truth. But what the fuck was she thinking bringing my Opp where I lay my head?

“You what?”

“Put the gun down… please.”

Rah looked at her, then back at me like her saying that somehow made this shit better.

I lowered the gun, but I ain’t put it away yet. Just put the safety back on.

Paisley hurried toward us and I stared at her angrily. Sometimes her dumbass just didn’t think.

She blew out a breath and looked between us. “He hasn’t really been around as much lately…and he called saying he wanted to see Junior. You know…with everything that’s happened before with the drinking and the drugs, I wasn’t comfortable just letting him take my baby somewhere by himself yet.”

Rah sucked his teeth. “Here we go.”