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“You literally tell him every time you move and go somewhere?”

I didn’t even realize I had told him that.

“No, he makes sure my security is straight,” I said quickly.

“Well, I’m going to set something up, and I hope you’ll let me pick you up like you did tonight. I think we’re good enough friends to stop the meeting somewhere.”

“I’ll like that,” I said, smiling.

“Good.” He placed a soft kiss on my nose.

The more time we spent together, the more attractive he was. He kept my nervous system calm. I smiled more when I was with him.

“I got to meet with Raya in the morning to get this mortgage caught up. I’ll call you once she leaves to tell you all about it.”

I rolled my eyes. “I would say don’t even worry about calling me. But I know she’s going to talk shit, and I want to know what she has to say.”

Lloyd laughed. “I figured you would. Get in the house, and I’ll call you tomorrow.”

I swear I wasn’t in the house good before my phone started ringing. Shameek had security keeping tabs on me, and I hated it.

“What, Meek?”

“Do you want that muthafucka, man? Like deadass.”

“Stop fucking keeping tabs on me. What, you told the security to let you know when I walk in the house?”

“You damn right. Fuck you outside talking to him so late for anyway? Ain’t shit that important. Rah been dead a minute now. All that business shit should be handled.”

“Actually, it’s always business to handle when I run multiple businesses”

“Ky, you lucky I had some business that I couldn’t skip out on.”

“Or what?”

“I would’ve embarrassed the fuck outta you. How you fuck a nigga real good, send him home before the sun come up, and then you smilin’ in that lame ass nigga face. All I seen was red.”

“Meek, you getting things confused. We aren’t doing anything but fucking, right?”

The line went silent. I could tell he was at one of his warehouses because when he was talking, I could hear the acoustics bouncing off the steel walls.

“Is that what you want? To be just fuckin’?”

“Meek, it’s whatever you want to do. I’m not the one that has someone to answer to.”

His ass went silent again.

“Look, let me handle this, and I’ll swing by and see if you keep that same energy.”

“Nah, I’m tired, and I need to get some sleep.”

“Oh, yeah, you fucked that nigga,” he said.

“What?”

“Since we’ve been fuckin’ you never turned me down. Now you not lettin’ me come and lay up wit’ you. You givin’ the pussy up like a hot pocket.”

“Meek, fuck you!” I said, hanging up the phone.