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Chapter Two
Amir
Myhandstwitched.Myskin itched, too tight on my body. I needed to relax. Find a release. Let go. But these fucking parties my brother threw weren’t the place for that.
I was working. Watching the crowd. Monitoring Reno’s people. Ensuring everyone knew whose territory they were being given the privilege of occupying.
The fact that I was working for Reno, my big brother who’d barely gotten himself through high school, only made my skin tighter. If our uncle hadn’t had a heart attack, a come to Jesus moment, retired, and passed the baton to Reno, he’d still be pissing away his time, selling weed to his friends.
Giving Reno even a modicum of power had been a mistake. He had no idea how to run a business, legal or otherwise. The only reason he was able to maintain his power was through my near-constant intercession and his own brutality.
Not that I wasn’t brutal in my own right. I just used my brains a hell of a lot more than Reno ever had.
I have stat homework due Monday I would much rather be using my brains to finish.
Vanessa fell into me, wobbling on her heels from too many shots of tequila mixed with a few lines of blow. She should’ve been an expert at walking while out of her mind since she was rarely sober.
“Hey, baby,” she cooed. “You’re so grumpy. Why don’t you smile?”
I took a handful of her ass, holding her upright. At least she felt good pressed against me. That was something.
“Why don’t you go to bed?” I countered.
“Are you coming with me?”
I let myself look at her for a beat. Bronze skin, fat ass, big, natural tits, plump lips—Vanessa had all the ingredients I needed to get me hard and get me off. And she had, more times than I would bother trying to count.
Getting off was a necessity, but my hand was more interesting than Vanessa at this point. She relied on her attributes to entice, then she lay there with her legs open or her lips parted, acting like a human receptacle.
A dead lay was a dead lay, no matter how hot she was.
“Not tonight. I’m working.”
“Awww,” she whispered against my neck. “That’s too bad. I miss you, baby.”
My hackles rose at those words. I’d had enough of this.
“You were in Marco’s bed last night, Van. I think you’re doing just fine.” Gripping her waist, I unlatched her from me and shoved her a foot away. “You need to walk away. I’m not interested. There’s plenty of willing dick for you to ride, it’s just not gonna be mine.”
She gasped like she was surprised I’d speak to her that way, but this was the only way I’d ever spoken to her. She wasn’t my woman. Van spread her legs for any of my brother’s crew. She was easy in every way, but telling me she missed me? No. That wasn’t me. It never would be.
In the dim warehouse light, Vanessa’s angry flush glowed red, but she kept her puffy lips shut. This girl had been around men like me long enough to know how to behave. She could go be pissy with her friends, but not to me. Her opinions and feelings weren’t welcome here.
“Fine. Be a dick. But don’t come begging for me when I’m gone, Amir. ’Cause youwillmiss me, and the only way I’ll come back is if you beg.” She swiveled, almost falling on her ass, and marched away in a crooked line, staggering into a few people before the crowd swallowed her up and she disappeared.
Beg.Jesus, that was a joke. There was no woman alive I’d beg to have.
A smack on the back of my head brought me out of my stupor. Before I had the chance to react, Julien plopped down on the beat-up coffee table in front of me, cackling.
“Yo, dude, are you in la-la land or some shit?” He covered his mouth, but there was no disguising the fucker was laughing at me.
“Something like that.” I raised a brow at the one friend I’d maintained since childhood, Julien Grey. “It’s peaceful in la-la land. Must be because you’re not there.”
He flipped me off, but his wide grin didn’t dim even a fraction. A long time ago, his mom said he left the womb smiling, and I believed it. He didn’t have the kind of life that brooked his sunny disposition, but he held tight to his innate goodness, and in this world, that was saying something. I’d kept him out of Reno’s crew and would die before I let him join. Being on the periphery was bad enough.
“Unfortunately, I’m gonna be the bearer of bad news. That little fuck Schiffer’s here and he’s unloading product.”
I sat up straight, scanning the crowd.
