Page 87 of Heart Of A Goon II

She stared me in the eyes, and without using words, I could understand everything. Capri was never bothered after she had to drill some shit. This time, as she stared me in the eyes, I could tell that whatever happened was huge.

“I just wanna see my babies right now and have girl talk… let’s leave what happened back home.”

“Villa right there in the middle… go kiss on your babies.” I smiled, as she gave me another squeeze and then rushed off towards the villa.

Blair blew me a kiss, as she ran right past me, running behind Capri. I didn’t blame her one bit. This was new territory for Blair, so if this had Capri feeling that way, I could only imagine that Blair felt it ten times more.

“Turn the fuck around,” Menace barked.

Everybody looked at him like he was crazy. “Pooh, come here!” Don ignored our brother and went right to his fiancée.

She jumped right into his arms and he held her up, as she held his face and kissed him. Erin kissed Capone all over his face while asking about his health while he was gone. Cappadonna held his wife from behind in a big bear hug, as they walked slowly and he kissed her neck.

My girls were right where they wanted to be.

Quameer walked off the boat holding a carrier with Pyro and reached for a hug. “Awe, you looking like yo’ daddy told you to wait on the porch and didn’t come to scoop you.”

I shoved him, because I couldn’t stand either Inferno brother. Everyone saw Quasim and knew he was quiet. He was just as much an asshole as his brother. “Move with your stinky ass cat.”

He was real deal offended I shoved both him and his little homeless whore cat. “She don’t fucking stink.”

“Quasim, fuck your cat… where’s Goo?”

Quameer held Beretta in his arms. “She fucking pissed… don’t y’all even start calling my baby girl names, either.”

“Oh, we on nicknames now… what happened to Gerald.” Quasim was still teasing me, but once he saw that I was no longer joking, his face changed.

“He’s good, Zoy… said he had to do something.”

My hands were shaking. “And you all left him behind? Y’all fucking killed my husband? Said he’s a dead man walking?” I was panicked.

With the way Capri looked, I knew nothing good took place back home. Then, to be told that Gerald stayed back... I was ten minutes from taking the boat to drag his big ass back here myself.

“He’s a grown ass man, Bean. He gave me his word he was behind us… ight?”

I looked out onto the water. “The storm is getting worse… Papa might not make it onto ye land.”

“Zoya, what the fuck?” Don blurted.

Meer pulled me into his arms. “If I know anything about the Jamaican Hulk, that nigga is determined. Stop stressing… he’s coming.”

“Okay.” Meer’s soft rubs on my back made me feel a little better. I sniffed and then backed up from him. “You smell like piss, Meer.”

Beretta sat on the dock while waiting on Meer to give her the next command. She made me miss Bando so much. He would have loved this beach and running around without a leash on. Sharon would have been feeding him whatever and he probably would have been following her chair around. His dog sitter had sent me a few pictures and let me know he was alright. She had family in Maryland, so they drove from the city to escape the blackouts.

“Cause Ms. Badass wanna be scared of the boat. Then your brother doesn’t make the shit easier, complaining about rats.”

“There were rats on the boat?”

Meer pulled me back and looked down into my eyes. “What the fuck is good with you two? He called my fucking dog a rat, Zoya.”

“And Hamza?” Syn ignored everything Meer was chatting about.

Quasim smirked. “Oh, you worried about Hamza, huh?”

“Quasim, not the time,” Syn laughed. “I was just asking about a friend… he actually owes me money.”

“Bullshit,” Meer faked a cough, spitting all on my damn hair.