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“That’s true, my nigga, but nah, not Michael… He ain’t no broke ass crackhead. He still got money and…” A thought crossed my mind, and then what I didn’t want to happen happened. Praise and I were starting to separate as he shouted aloud in my head.

“Momma told you that he stole from her, nigga! That nigga ain’t got no fucking money if he’s stealing from her.”

"But he wouldn’t steal and beat her, though,” I responded without thinking. Fuck! “I am Praise, and Praise is Beast. We are one!” I chanted that to myself a couple of times and appreciated Stone remaining quiet. He never showed emotions when it came to my mental, and I appreciated that the last thing a real nigga wanted was for his best friend to feel sorry or even pity me. He knew when to give me my space and when I was battling hard with myself.

“You right, my nigga. She did say that nigga stole out her purse. I just don’t think he got the balls enough to lay hands on our momma, though,” I mumbled the last part, but I pulled my phone out nonetheless to call this nigga. When he didn’t answer, my suspicions started to get the best of me.

“Take me to Torrance Memorial, then call our boy up and get a lead on that pussy ass nigga. I told you we were gone need them piranhas a little longer.”

He chuckled and did a U-turn in the middle of the street. I shot Kayori a text and sparked up another blunt to ease my mind.

Chapter Thirty-Seven

KAYORI

“Why you sitting there with an attitude? Looking at me like you got an issue,” I asked Meshalay as she bounced Zion on her left leg and rolled her eyes hard at me.

“Had your ass not up and left Vegas, my man wouldn’t be back and forth leaving me and Zion. Now he’s talking ‘bout he thinking about buying property out here like Beast! Starting business ventures in raggedy-ass LA!” I could tell by her tone that she was frustrated and taking it all out on me.

“Whatever.” I rolled my eyes back at her ass and sat back, relaxing my back and rubbing my stomach.

“Yea, what the fuck ever! It’s always about Kayori and how you feel. You don’t take others into consideration.”

“Well, it ain’t my fault yo nigga playing follow the muthafuckin leader, bitch.” I was tired of her shitty attitude, and playing the blame game was very mediocre of her.

“Bitch, what you just say to me? You know what? Don’t even answer that shit. It’s to be expected.” Standing to her feet with Zion glued to her hip sucking his thumb, she picked up his diaper bag and looked at me like I had shit on my face.

“As a reminder, you cry baby ass bitch. My man and your man are best friends, more like brothers. They’re also business partners, and Beast’s business is Stone’s business. So, like I said, you are always thinking about yourself and not how all this stupid petty shit could affect others! I’m out of here. I’d rather sit at my fucking hotel suite than look at you right now.”

I sat stunned at Meshalay’s words. We’ve never got into it on a level where she walked away mad. I understood my decisions, but at the time, I didn’t think how it would turn out. I was just in desperate need of space, plus pregnancy hormones were still a huge and new thing for me.

I refused to let anybody else, including her, make me feel horrible about my decisions when my decisions ended up giving me a better opportunity to reach new goals for myself. She could stay mad. I had too many other things to worry about than her having a bitch fit because her man was handling his business.

“I’ll be here when you're ready to apologize,” I mumbled. She turned around at the door and looked at me like I was crazy.

“You just gon’ be waiting then, bitch. You and Beast deserve each other. You’re starting to act just like the nigga.”

Before I could respond, she was already slamming the door. I cursed and hoped like hell she didn’t wake Mattea’s busy body ass up. I was craving my donuts that Praise all of a sudden said he couldn’t bring to me. He texted me, telling me something had come up, and he needed me to keep Mattea longer, which was fine with me. I just wished like hell he would just stay here with me. I missed him like crazy, and Mattea didn’t need to be in a hotel when I had a nice, cozy, and safe place here.

Knowing that it would be nighttime before he got here, I made a small pot of spaghetti with fried chicken, and then I got in the shower to freshen up before Praise made his arrival. Tonight, I had plans of getting my man back and getting laid. I desperately needed some good long loving, and no one would be sufficient enough but Praise.

Nighttime came faster than expected, and I was tired as hell. Mattea was a lot of work. She asked a thousand questions every hour, and she loved to debate you when you told her little ass no. After playing with Barbie dolls and eating dinner, I painted her toes the best I could, then put her in the tub and read her a story. She was finally asleep at eleven-thirty. I was on the verge of going on Amazon and ordering her some melatonin, but I knew for a fact that Beast wouldn’t have it at all. It wasn’t even worth me bringing it up, and then he would start accusing me of drugging his princess.

Now, I lay in the bed, looking at the ceiling with disappointment. I thought Praise was still going to come, but it was late as hell. He wouldn’t dare come get Mattea this late and wake her up to take her to some hotel. I thought about Meshalay, and I felt bad. Maybe I was being selfish, but at the same time, I did what I thought was best for me. I didn’t like me and my best friend beefing, so I picked my phone up and shot her a text telling her I was sorry.

Turning on my side, I looked at my room door and smiled as my eyes got cloudy. I was really about to have a baby any day now. My son was a week late, and come next week, they planned on inducing my labor. I stared at the hospital bag I had packed and felt super anxious. I couldn’t wait to see my baby boy and hold him and spoil him with everything I had in me.

As soon as I started to dose off, I heard my doorbell ring. It should have been a crime how fast I tried to struggle to sit up. I didn’t have to be told that it was Beast on the other side of my door. Once I slid my feet into my house shoes, I waddled to the door with butterflies swarming in my stomach.

Opening the door, I stepped to the side and stared at Beast. He looked bothered but handsome as hell. I loved when he didn’t let his barber cut his hair down too low. His fade was impeccable, the waves in his head made me seasick, and it showed the good texture of his hair. Those beautiful gray eyes twinkled at me, but they remained low and tight since he was so damn high. His cologne was mixed with the strong smell of weed.

Even in simple clothes, Beast looked damn good. He was the type of fine that made every woman, even married, want him. It couldn’t have been one day nor an hour of this man being in public without a woman ogling him. I took in his attire and licked my lips, although I could tell by his low eyes something was bothering him. I couldn't gain control over my pussy. She was practically screaming Beast’s name.

"Beast, I'm sorry... I need you, baby. Matthew and I are going to need you. I'm sorry for not hearing you out when I know you're an honest person. I was only acting off emotions and not thinking things through at the moment. My actions made you not trust me, and my pride was too high. I ran from my problems, and that wasn't right. I've missed you so much, and I love you, Beast, all of you. I just want us to be happy and not toxic. It doesn't mean we are going to be super perfect and not have any slip-ups." My stomach tightened as I stared hard at him. I basically poured my soul out to him, and I was scared for him to reject me.

"If you wanted some dick, Juicy, that's all you had to say... I think I've had you on punishment for far too long... My dick is ready to enter his home." He grabbed his crotch and smiled as those deep-dish dimples sunk deep into his cheeks.

My heart skipped a beat. If I was light skin, I would've turned red. He grabbed each ass cheek of mine and squeezed them tight, then pulled me right into his tall ass frame. My head was damn near touching his belly button. I was short as hell, but I enjoyed his tight embrace. Grabbing me by the tip of my chin, he bent down, and tongue kissed me until I was dizzy.