Page 87 of Halo: Tales Of A Hitman

As tough as it was, I had to force myself to put her and the relationship behind me. I told myself that multiple times a day. It became like meditation for me to stay sane. My family needed to see that I was fine.

That I still did not live my days longing for Story and hoping that she’d appear in my life willingly. They did not need to know that I was a volcano who could erupt at any time.

**

Back End by Finesse2Tymes song was loud, all the niggas in the club were rapping along to the lyrics. It was a packed house tonight and every bad bitch in the city was out tonight. Me and my brothers had a section perusal, and we only allowed women in it.

I bobbed my head as I poured some Don Julio brown in my cup. I had eaten a few gummies, so my buzz was crazy right now. My phone went off in my pocket. When I took it out and saw who was calling me. I put it right back in my pocket. Nagging and shouting screaming wasn’t in my plans tonight.

“Can I dance for you?” This girl with long braids and some hot legs asked me.

I sat back in the chair and took out two stacks. She got excited and started dancing. I tucked some money in the strap that was around her thigh. The girl’s leg went across my lap and her big booty twerked in my lap. Then she leaned back against my chest, and her lips were to my ear.

“I’ve seen you a lot in here with your brothers.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yup. It’s hard to get to you because these other dancers pounced on y’all. But it’s finally my turn.”

I pulled the string on the back of her top. It fell and her big titties were free. “You tryna see what that dick hitttin’ on?”

She almost came on my lap at that question. “Yes Halo, I’ve been wanting to fuck you for a while.”

“I’ll tell you what. Keep it on reserve for me if I want it tonight then I’ll holla at’chu.” I let her know then gave her some more money.

The money made her happy, but I knew she wanted me to dip out with her now. But I had my eyes set elsewhere. After the stripper left to go make more money. I saw that Greek was getting a dance and Golden was going to the private room with two dancers. I got up and went to the bar.

“Let me guess, Alicia told you how bad she wants you to fuck her.” Quia came to my side of the bar and spoke. Her facial expression was funny to me. She was cute, brown skin slim-thick and a blonde ponytail.

“Why you seem mad because she on a nigga?”

Quia gave me a bottle of cold water that I asked for. “She is on plenty of niggas. Every shift so I hope you don’t feel special.”

“Only one woman can make me feel special.” I let her know then opened the water.

She looked stunned and put her hand on the back of her hips. The uniform left little to the imagination, but I wasn’t complaining.

“Then why aren’t you with her?”

“I cheated and she dumped my ass. Blocked me and moved.” Why was I as a strip club telling a bartender about my troubles was beyond me.

“Niggas ain’t shit. I swear y’all not. Why would you cheat on her?” Quia gave me a stank face.

I shrugged, “No reason, I just fucked up bad and now I haven’t been the same for three years. I think I’m dying.”

She burst out laughing but I was serious.

“You’re not dying Halo. You’re just in love. It’s sweet, I assumed you were like Greek and Golden. All y’all have a list a mile long of women you’ve slept with and dipped. I think Golden’s in the lead and he’s trying to have me next.”

Now that was funny to me because she was right.

“He fa’sho is. But I’m the one who you gone give that pussy to.” I honestly told her.

Quia mouth fell open with a grin. “I don’t know where you got that from! But I am not having sex with you Halo!”

“Yeah, you are and it’ll be tonight in my ride. Wanna know how I know?”

She leaned closer to me against the bar, “Tell me.”