Page 27 of His Four Leaf Clover

“What’s up, Caprice? What you doing around here? Nah, scratch that, how did you even know that I was here?” Monty looked at her sideways. Caprice was gonna get herself busted with the way she moved, but she was always ready to come up with a believable lie.

“I didn’t but I took a chance. I passed by the bar and Diva’s house and didn’t see your car, so I came here next,” Caprice lied effortlessly because she tracked his car to Hank’s house and that was the first and only place that she went to.

“What you looking for me for? What’s good?”

“Here, you left this at home.” Caprice handed him his phone that he’d accidentally left on the kitchen counter. She’d tried, unsuccessfully, to get into it but she didn’t have any luck.

“Preciate it. Come on and let me walk you back to your car.” Monty walked off without even waiting for a reply.

Caprice unlocked her car and waited for her cousin to get inside before she spoke, “Damn, I can’t even get a plate before I go?”

“Nah, this is an all-men gathering. Ain’t no women here.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, Clover’s truck pulled up and parked right in front. Dot was riding up front while Diva and Jess sat in the back.

“I guess that rule only applies to me.” Caprice rolled her eyes.

“They ain’t staying here. They just came to drop off some food.”

She highly doubted that but she wasn’t gonna say anything. Dash was too damn clingy to let Clover go anywhere.

“Why didn’t you tell me about your grandmother’s party in Georgia? Am I not invited to that either?” Caprice had been wanting to ask him that but she never got the chance until now.

“You know the saying, not invited, don’t go.” Monty shrugged uncaringly.

“Oh, I got my invite and I’ll definitely be there. It would have been better if I heard it from my man first.”

“You be easy, Caprice. I’m gone.” Monty walked away without so much as a backwards glance.

“Stupid ass,” Caprice mumbled as she got in her car and pulled off.

Monty helped Fonzo get the pans of food out of Clover’s trunk right as Dash and Hank walked outside. He didn’t know what his brother had going on with Caprice’s hoe ass cousin but he couldn’t wait to ask. That bitch had more miles on her pussy than a rental car. He would have been a damn fool to cheat on Clo with her.

“What y’all cooked so far? I’m hungry.” Clover asked as soon as she got out of the car.

Dash was pissed at first, but he was all smiles when he saw Clover. Hank went in on him about Sade, and he was heated. Even though he tried to lie, his father knew him well enough to know when he was trying to bullshit him. His family loved Clover just as much as he did so he didn’t expect anything less.

“Hey beautiful. Where is my baby?” Dash pulled Clover into a hug and kissed her neck.

“She went with Irie and her kids to the bounce house. Me, Diva and Jess were just riding around and passed by Dot. She was on her way over here so we gave her a ride. What did Hank cook? I wanna eat.”

“Me too.” Dash stuck his tongue out and wiggled it, making her blush.

“Later, nasty. We need to hit up the mall to find something to wear for Grandma Leo’s party.”

“Yeah, I know. Come on, Hank just got some steaks and ribs off the grill.”

Clover followed Dash to the back patio where everyone else was at. Hank had already fixed Diva a plate, and she was sitting down enjoying it. Two of Jess’ sons were there, along with one of her grandsons who was already begging to leave with her. She was sitting on Denny’s lap in his wheelchair and their grandson was on her lap.

Although she and Denny were divorced, they remained close friends. He had two other baby mamas besides her, and they both hated her. Jess gave him his first two sons and daughter. Denny was still with the last one but he refused to live with her. Jess was the only woman that he’d ever lived with, and he was fine with that. He was a male whore, so he was doing the right thing. He appreciated Jess for making sure all of his kids knew each other and were close. His other baby mamas didn’t care one way or the other. She was the only mature one out of the three, which was why he talked to her the most.

“Where your thot ass friend at, Clo?” Monty asked.

“On your mind obviously,” Clover’s reply made everybody, including Monty, laugh.

“That slut ain’t on my mind. But she better stay up outta my damn dreams though.”

“What?!” Clover looked at him in total confusion.