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“I did. What’s it to you?” I asked because surely, she wasn’t telling me any of this out of the kindness of her heart.
“I just thought you should know,” she claimed, but it had to be something in it for her.
Or a setup.
“Ain’t Quest your nigga?” I asked because now that she had mentioned him, it connected the dots.
“That’s not important. What should be is your sister with Quest.”
“How do you know that?”
“I’ve seen them coming out of his office giggling one too many times. He used to have me the same way. They’re definitely fucking.”
My wheels were spinning as I took in the information. Regardless, Solana was my sister, and if she was fuckin’ Quest, I would handle that. For now, I had to stay calm even though I was boiling inside.
“If you can sell out your man, why the fuck should I believe you?”
“When Quest was my man, he was very vocal about you and your family after what happened to Morgan. If he had my sister, I wouldn’t be sitting here calmly.”
My eyes glowered, and she wore a lopsided grin as she stood up, leaving me to ponder the bomb she dropped. As far as I was concerned, she was the enemy, too. I hoped Sol wasn’t dumb enough to be laid up with Quest, knowing the history between them and us.
“Fuck!” I groaned, reaching for my drink, knowing my night was coming to an end.
Solana could be in danger, and as much as I wanted a private show from Charity, my sister was more important. I needed to get with Gi and Mack, so we could figure out what the fuck to do about Quest if this was true.
“That sounds like something I might be into.” A soft and eager voice sat down beside me.
Her round, perky breasts had my attention in ways they shouldn’t have. My home was fucked up and had me considering giving her my number for later use. That was my impulse talking, and they usually led me to trouble. I didn’t need any of that shit tonight.
“I hope you find somebody to get into it with.” I tossed a few bills on the table and prepared to exit, but she jumped up and placed her hand on my chest.
“I found somebody already,” she insisted, raking her bottom lip between her teeth.
She was sexy and willing—my two favorite characteristics. The diamonds on my ring reflected underneath the strobe lights as a reminder of my wife. That alone almost drove me to give her my number, but my sister's safety was more important than getting my dick wet.
“You caught me on a bad night, baby.”
“So why don’t you take my number and text me when it’s the right night,” she flirted.
“Persistence gets you far. Put your number in here.” I instructed, handing over my phone. She quickly saved her contact information and handed it back.
“Drinks on me, Loren,” I read from the screen as I dug in my pocket and handed her a few bills. “Be safe. Have a good night.” Walking around her, I shot Gi and Mack a 911 text and climbed into the car.
I could feel Mack’s attitude through his response, so we agreed to meet at his place. When I pulled into the driveway, Gi had beat me there, and I was glad because I had questions for him, too. Mack opened the door, and the two of us headed for the basement where Gi was standing.
“You knew Solana was fucking with Quest?” I asked, the bass in my voice causing Gi to give me a twisted expression.
“Where the fuck did you get that?” He asked.
“Don’t matter. Did you know she was fuckin’ with him or not?” Just a few days ago, he bragged about Solana confiding in him. Now, he was standing before me with his nostrils flared and a puzzled expression.
“I didn’t know shit, and take some of that fuckin’ bass out of your voice!”
“Or what? My sister could be in danger right now. I guess you’re not the favorite you thought you were.”
“Now, this shit is my fault!” Gi’s hands fled to his chest, chuckling, “I don’t have time to babysit your insecurities tonight. Especially when your sister could be in danger.”
“Aye, I’m not stopping shit. Y’all nigga’s will be fighting until somebody taps out.” Mack explained as he picked up a bottle, pulled the top off, and poured himself a drink.
