I studied him and whatever the man on the other end of the phone was talking in code about gave him life. It was like he had been jolted awake by freaking electricity.
“Bet. I’ll be that way in a minute.”
The phone hung up seconds later and I just stared at him. There was a lot swimming around those dark irises, a lot he had yet to say to me. So I sat back and watched him.
“I gotta make a run.”
“Where are we going?” I blinked twice, watching thewefrom my lips affect him.
“We ain’t going nowhere. I’m boutta finish this and you abou?—”
“To go with you, ’cause I hope to God you weren’t about to say something like stay here and finish cooking.”
An irritated chuckle escaped his lips.
“Nigga, you told me you love me, so that means you know I’m not a meek one. So let’s handle your business, come back home, cook, and do some other things as well.” I winked.
He shook his head. “Second time you said home. You mean that?”
I didn’t even realize I’d said it the second time, but I did. I shrugged. “Don’t try to change the subject.”
“Fine, man, but you’re staying your ass in the car.”
I pursed my lips. “Now you may have a deal there, but it depends.”
“Depends, my ass. You’re riding, staying your ass in the car, and when we get back, we’re gonna eat, then we’re gonna fuck. Simple directions, Killa.”
I laughed, feeling his words between my legs. “You got it, handsome.”
TEN
Iso
That call from Posydiann had me feeling like I had been jolted to fucking life. The way this was happening had to be some type of divine timing. I was getting my life back, getting my son and my mother back, and I had come across this woman I didn’t intend to need but her nervous system understood mine. It was a match in heaven and I wouldn’t trade her for anything in the world. I thought the big homie above hated me, but maybe not. He couldn’t, not if he’d sent me her.
“Your thoughts are heavy. Free them, handsome.” Liora’s voice cut through my thoughts, making me glance at her.
She was driving and I was trying my hardest not to die of a fucking heart attack in this car. She never drove under seventy and was lead footed as fuck.
“Yo, I’ma really die this time if you kill us driving like you’re the only person on the fucking road.”
“We good. Don’t worry. Now what’s damning you?”
“Nothing for real. Once this is handled, I can move on with my life. I guess I’m just thinking about everything this means.”
“And Lucky?” she asked, briefly cutting her eyes between me and the road.
“Your pops is looking into that. Turns out he went to see him for an alias right after I showed up to his shop. I went by today and there’s a for sale sign. Nigga picked up and got outta there.”
She shook her head. “I’m not shocked, but you can’t let that sleeping dog lie.”
“Nah I can’t, and I damn sure won’t. Every dog has its day and his is coming. I’ll have the information soon.”
“From whom?”
“Your pops.”
She laughed. “I love my father but you’re looking at a week at the max. Sissy says he’s been backed up since I went back to work. I’ll handle it for you.”
