Page 16 of A Hood Wife And A Rich Goon 2

Summit inched closer to his wife, grabbing her arm to help hold her up.

“What you want to do, E?” Midas questioned. “Better to work with me than against me, right?”

“Fuck nah.” Eazy flung him away from him.

He shot knives at his sister, who looked defeated, searching her grandparents’ faces for some kind of empathy. Summit was already helping Taci over to the stairs.

“Don’t bring him back around here,” he warned.

“What about me? Y’all turning your back on me too?”

“When you can make any of this make sense, we’ll be here,” Summit told her, helping Taci up the steps.

Essence snatched her purse and jacket up near the door, and Midas flung it open for her. Flashing one last somber expression in her brother’s direction, she thought he might be ready to concede, but he only stepped forward to make sure to close and lock the door behind her. Now, he was officially blown.

Easy went around the rest of the house to make sure all the other doors and windows were secure before taking a seat in the living room on the sofa and steepling his hands over his face. Staring ahead, his dark thoughts got the best of him for at least twenty minutes before he heard Summit shuffling into the room. Dropping his hands to his lap, Eazy turned to his grandfather, gripping a glass of whiskey.

“You got anything else you need to get off your chest?” He took position on the love seat across from Eazy and leaned back.

“Nah.” He shook his head.

“So, your ex is back from the dead, and you don’t feel anything about that?” Summit questioned.

“Don’t matter what I feel. Ain’t shit I can do about it,” Eazy replied.

“You saw her, talked to her?”

“All that. Not much to say to a muhfucka who allowed me to think they was dead for four years. Coming with some bullshit ass excuse about being scared and not knowing who to trust but allowed Oracle to take care of her like I ain’t the nigga that was always there for her!” He roared, jumping off the couch.

Summit remained unreactive, bringing his glass to his lips and taking a sip. He nodded, but it was brief while watching Eazy pace the living room. He knew his grandson like the back of his hand.

“Then to come over here and find E here… with him? The fuck she thinking? She don’t know this nigga.”

“Well, she been talking to Taci about him for over a month.” Summit rested his glass on the arm of the sofa and twirled it. “He been flying her places, taking her on shopping sprees, upgraded her car and her townhouse. Nigga been love bombing the shit out of her nonstop.”

“And she fell for the shit because she’s fucking lonely.” Eazy took a breath and sighed, resting his hands on his waist.

“What’s this about you and Lotus?” Summit pried.

Eazy’s heart swelled naturally now when he thought about her. He loved the idea that she was at her spot, waiting for him to be there. He wanted to strangle Midas for implying anything about their relationship. Dropping his hands at his side, he moved back toward the couch, positioning himself on the arm.

“She’s pregnant,” he announced, and Summit damn near choked on his next sip as he leaned forward on the couch.

“By you?”

“Yeah.” Eazy nodded. “We good too. I mean… I’m fucking with her. We gon’ see how this shit go.”

“Does she know about Niva?”

“I haven’t said anything. We got plenty to talk about. I’m about to head back to her spot now. You sure you gon’ be good here? Midas is dangerous, Summit. We might not be able to control Essence or what she does with her life, but we can’t allow that muhfucka around here. I don’t trust him, and I ain’t budging on that shit.”

“Fair enough. I ain’t scared of him, though, and you know I stay ready. Your grandma a good shot too. So don’t worry about us. Congratulations on the baby.”

“Yeah.” Eazy chuckled and stroked the back of his head. “Shit crazy when you think about it.”

“Lotus is a good girl. She don’t take no shit either. Reminds me of your grandma. Do me a favor, don’t get so caught up in all this other shit that you don’t savor what’s between you two. Don’t let outside forces interfere. I don’t care who it is. If that’s who you choose, that’s all that matters.”

“I appreciate that. I’mma go pack some shit to take with me.” Eazy pushed himself off the arm and stood.