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Mack took another sip of his drink before the corners of his mouth winged down from the burn of the alcohol. “This shit isn’t easy for her either.”

“Either? This shit isn’t easy for me at all.” I knew he was right, but I wasn’t ready to hear it. Our situation was unconventional, but I bent over backward to make this as easy as possible.

“Buy her something nice to wear and take your baby mama on a date. Then try to have a conversation with her,” Mack advised.

“Why do you think you can tell everybody what to do?” Tyson grimaced, waving Skylar over.

“Neither of y’all think anything through. Then I have to do it for y’all.”

“I’m not emotional nigga,” I resented Mack’s statement.

“Very fuckin’ emotional. Yours comes out differently than crybaby over here,” Mack replied, tossing his finger to Tyson.

“Fuck you.” We all chuckled at him not refuting Mack’s claim. “Maybe she needs some dick. That’ll calm her ass down.”

“That shit might work with Amora, but Hailo ain’t going for it.”

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” Tyson’s engine revved up at the mention of Amora. She was another name on a long list of women Tyson refused to commit to.

“Told you. Emotional ass nigga,” Mack snickered, chugging the shot in front of him.

“Y'all were supposed to leave all that shit at the door. We’re surrounded by a gang of bad bitch’s. Cry about your problems later.”

For once, I agreed with Tyson. I didn’t come out to discuss Hailo, the baby, or how fast our relationship was moving. I signaled shorty, who caught my eye, she pointed to herself, and I nodded as her face lit up with anticipation.

“Hey Gi,” A pretty brown skin girl said boldly, walking around the velvet rope and entering our section.

“Wassup, baby girl.”

“Whatever you want, you get, and I do mean whatever,” she enunciated, taking her bottom lip into her mouth as she lowered into my lap.

“I need to relax.”

“I can do that and more if you need me to,” She leaned back into my chest, gyrating her thick hips against my dick that desperately needed to feel the inside of some pussy. “The name is Aerial Foxx.”

I didn’t give a fuck what her name was, honestly. I wouldn’t be using it again until the next time we came back, but I allowed her body to hypnotize for now. After two hours of watching Tyson lose his mind, I signaled Skylar to cut him off. He was faded and didn’t need anything else to drink.

Mack and I silently agreed he had thirty more minutes of fun before I dragged him out, but he didn’t make it that long. When he got into it with one of the strippers, we knew it was time to head out. Since I was in no rush to get home, I volunteered to drop Tyson off.

Mack’s words replayed in my head, so I made a pit stop to grab Hailo’s favorite snack as a peace offering. Finally, I made it back to the crib. Jumping in the shower to wash the smell of sweat and smoke off, I was ready to get in bed and hopefully cuddle with Hailo. Until I climbed into bed alone. Letting out a deep sigh, I pulled myself to my feet and found her lying in the guest room I planned to turn into a nursery.

Before I could open my mouth and ask if we could talk, she was already spewing hateful words at me. “Get the fuck out, Gianni!”

“What’s wrong now?” I groaned, half in anticipation and half in dread.

“Don’t come in here like I did something to you. Next time make sure you throw away the condom wrapper. Also, don’t let the bitch leave her underwear behind. I’m glad to know you’re being safe. Now get out.”

Silence engulfed us before I finally walked back to my bedroom. This shit had Kyerra written all over it. She was the only woman in my bedroom since Hailo’s last visit. Kyerra won this round, but I quickly shot her a text reminding her I wasn’t the nigga to fuck with. I let Hailo stay in the guest room while I returned to mine.

The following day, I woke up to an empty condom wrapper and thong underwear. Hailo made sure she left it on my nightstand. I planned to start the day fresh, but after last night, I knew I would have to deal with more of Hailo’s attitude.

I have to hear her mouth about some pussy I didn’t even get. Ain’t this some shit.

I had a few things to handle this morning, so I checked the spare bedroom first, but the bed was empty, and I knew exactly where to find Hailo if she hadn’t tried to run again.

“I don’t feel good. Don’t start with me today,” Hailo warned as soon as I entered the kitchen.

“Good morning, beautiful.” I had a smart comment lined up, but she didn’t look her best, so I decided to take Mack’s advice and tuck it away for later as I opened the refrigerator.

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