We were sitting in the living room with pizza on the kitchen counter, chilling. It had been a minute since we all got togetherand just chilled. Erin and Alaia walked over first, then Capone and Cappadonna after they put the kids down for bed.
The compound was a dream that became a reality. Cappadonna always spoke about having his family close once he made it home. He really sat in that cell and manifested it while his twin was out here putting the work in while waiting for him.
Now he had his brother next door, with a walk area that connected the houses. His parents’ house was in the middle, while his son, daughter-in-law, and grandson were a few houses down from his sister and nieces and nephews.
To know Capp, was to know that he was a family man. His family was his entire world, and the reason he sat for fifteen years. He would do that shit again if he was asked. I knew that was the reason Capri was so hard on her career. Her goal was to keep her brothers and the Infernos out of prison.
Quasim stood up and I watched as he left out the front door. “I found the perfect Burkini for the trip too.”
“No bikini?” Capri questioned.
“Kobe… although I know he plays for the other team.”
Capp kissed her forehead.
The door chimed, and Blair came speed walking into the living room with wide eyes. “She’s not in the mood, so get on the floor like you in pain.”
“What?” Capri asked, confused.
“I don’t fucking know, Capri… you the one that wanted me to lie.”
Quasim went into the kitchen and grabbed a few slices of pizza, while Zoya walked into the living room.
She was dressed down in a pair of sweats, trench coat, and her hair was pulled up in a messy bun. “Capri, you dying?”
“Possibly.” Capri gulped while Blair slipped into the kitchen with her husband.
“This better not be an intervention or something.” She avoided looking at me.
I sat in the armchair, staring directly at her.
I could smell that cherry scent that I loved so much. While she was getting ready for our date, I watched as she spritzed the perfume on her.
Shit was called Cherry Stem by Phlur, and I had planned to keep that shit stocked so I could always smell it on her. With each stroke, that smell invaded my nostrils, and gave me even more strength to continue to take her down.
“Actually, yeah. Why are you addicted to being stupid?” Meer said, and Zoya flipped her middle finger.
“Is this about us?” She finally looked at me.
“Nah.”
I looked down at my phone and looked up, and she was still staring at me. There was so much she wanted to say; however, she wouldn’t allow herself to be vulnerable like that. If she wanted to be God’s strongest soldier, I was gonna let that shit happen.
Fuck I looked like trying more than she was.
“Actually, we are just hanging out. Zoy, I know you were home working anyway… stay the night and have a drink.”
She relaxed, as she shook her coat off and Capri climbed off Meer’s lap and took it. Capri skipped across the room to the kitchen and grabbed another cup with the bottle.
“Where’s Bando?” I questioned.
“With Navy and Don… Our dog walker walked them together, and they both threw a fit when she tried to drop one off.”
“Hmm.”
Quasim and Blair came back into the living room and found their spot. Blair was fucking up a piece of pizza, while Quasimheld the plate. “Breastfeeding be having her hungry… got the nerve to forget to eat.”
“Sorry, Simmy. I was running around all day with Syn, and we found a studio.” She covered her mouth while talking.
