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Derekwas much taller than his fiancée, so she didn’t see the face he made when he noticedQuinci. Andif she had of noticed the face he made as he saw us walking up, he definitely wouldn’t begetany sleep tonight.
“Derek,” I spoke to him.
“Boss.”
There was an awkward moment of silence asDerekand I had a mini stare down.I could see the twitch in his jaw, and I was sure he noticed mine.
Quinci cleared her throat.“Mr. Dymon, this is Justice, Derek’s fiancée. And this is Denim and Diesel andLittleDonovan,” Quinciquicklyintroduced everybody.
Both Diesel and I nodded our heads at them.
The silence was loud as hell.
“I am going to go and get food. Denim, you should come with. And Donovan,” Quinci spit out.
I put him on his feet, and they walked away, getting in the line.
“Cool to see you here. Didn’t know you had life outsideDHQ.”
“I don’t, really.”
The whites of his eyesstarted to tun red with anger.
“But while I got you here, I need to speak to you about something private… regarding work.”
He ain’t want to talk about work, but I’d bite. We walked out of earshot of the group. I looked at Quinci, who was staring at me with wide eyes. I could see her heart beating out of her chest from where I stood.
“What’s up, Danger?” Derek asked.
I shook my headwhile shrugging my shoulders. “What’s up?”
“I mean… I ain’t trying to get in your business, but—”
“Then don’t.”
“Whenit comes to her, I am going to get in your business—”
Ifolded my armsacross my chest. “Oh, really?”
“Yeah, really. I know the type ofshityoubeon, Dymon, and Quinci ain’t like those other bozos you fuck with.I heard the stories about yourfather,and I know the apple don’t fall too far from the tree.”
Ikissed my teeth.“Is that right?”
“Yeah, that’s right. I know the type of girls youfuckwith, and Quinci ain’t it.”
“You said that already.”
“If you try to get her wrapped up in that shit, you’re going to have to deal with me.”
My lips instantly curled into a smirk. “Then you don’t know—”
“Please. She ain’t thatfucking easy.”
My eyebrows raised. “Hmm.”
Quinci walked up with a corn dog and a turkey leg in her hands.“Hi. Guys. Um.I didn’t know what you wanted, Mr. Dymon, so… choose.”
She cleared her throatbefore swallowing. I could tell that she was getting readygetting to lose her mind with nervousness.
