Page 90 of Guarding Glenda

Lady paced in front of me. “We were building ranks, securing business. You and your friends slowed us down.”

“I don’t have friends. I have brothers. You have a lot to learn.”

“Maybe someone like you could teach me?”

This bitch was crazier than I thought. “What is it you’re trying to gain? Stop talking in circles and just say what the fuck it is you’re bartering. Because that’s it, right?” I barked. “You want something? So fucking come out with it.”

She leaned down, her face just inches from mine. “I’m looking for a man. And you killed mine.”

Leaning back, trying to put some space between us, I sneered. “Sounds like a personal problem.”

She grinned, her hand kneading my thigh. “You may be able to provide a solution.”

Pressing my boots to the ground, I moved the chair back. “Get your hands off me.”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk.” She stood up. “So combative. I could just kill you.”

“Then do it.”

Waving the gun mindlessly, she began pacing again. “Leigh, if I really wanted you dead, you wouldn’t even be here. You’d be dead in your yard.”

“Then what the fuck do you want, woman?”

“Reggie was smart.”

My jaw tightened.

“Oh, now you’re paying attention.” She smirked. “Yeah, Reggie was promised to me.”

I huffed. “You mean you were promised to him.”

She cocked her head. “Oh sweetie. I know your little boy gang thinks women can’t lead, but they’re the same ones that keep you out of the spotlight.”

“I’m not trying to be in the spotlight. You chose the wrong guy if you think you can dangle a rank to excite me.”

“How honorable. Reggie didn’t cave… not immediately, anyway.” She came close again. “But it’s not just rank I’m offering. It’s money. Power. And a real woman at your side.”

Rolling my eyes, I said, “Okay, I’ll bite. In exchange for what?”

“Insider info, of course,” Lady said. She climbed onto my lap. I struggled to keep the chair upright but she adjusted her weight and grabbed my shoulders. “You can have everything. A title, money… me.”

“I have a woman,” I deadpanned.

“Oh, you mean that little bitch? The one that can’t handle her big feelings?” She grinned as she stroked the barrel of the gun over my cheek lightly. “Do you really want someone so weak, when you could have a woman not afraid of anything? A woman who can fulfill all your wildest dreams.” She leaned in, her voice quiet in my ear. “In the bedrooms and out.”

“Back up, Lady.” The heat of her near my chest created a burn. Not like the one Glenda created. This was not warmth. More like hot needles trying to pierce from my skin to push her away.

“I figured you’d take a little convincing.” She gripped my shoulders, then scooted her cunt closer, rubbing herself on me through our jeans. Even though layers of fabric separated us, I still cringed at the feel of her skank hole on me.

“Get off me, bitch.”

She huffed, then worked herself off my lap. The movement was less than graceful and she wobbled as her spiked heels hit the floor. “I hoped we could deal with this amicably. We would be partners,” she said, waving the gun in the air. “You’d have everything. But if you want to do this the hard way, that’s fine. I’ll get what I want, one way or another.”

“If you thought rubbing your infested snatch on my dick was gonna make me turn on my brothers, you’re too dumb to even speak to. I ain’t telling you shit, bitch.”

She flew back in my face. “Then I’ll just kill you.”

I leaned in closer, my eyes narrowing. “Then fucking do it, and let me out of this fucking conversation.”