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“You’re perfect. Let’s roll. We’re taking my whip.”

She sauntered out of the door with me watching every fucking step she took, imagining just how much I’d have her back arched and how high her ass would be in the air as I put that work in. It didn’t take her long to notice I wasn’t behind her. She spun on her heels, looking like an entire fucking dinner meal, and blushed a shade of red. Her light skin and rosy cheeks would be the death of me.

“Whaaaat?”

“Nothing. I’m coming. I’m coming.”

We piled into the coupe, using the fob to control the elevator for a seamless transport. Nightlights flashed across our faces as we set out on our path. Berkeley was a beast in the winter. Its beauty was unmatched. The snow stuck to everything it touched. Holiday decorations filled the gaps between gates, lit up the very tops of buildings, and illuminated the darkest parts of the city.

“Don’t say nothing, Makai.”

“Nothing,” I joked, already knowing what question would follow.

“Ugh. So annoying. I’m just going to get you something, anyway.”

“Good, ’cause I don’t want nothing but to know that my family is in good health and my girl is still by my side. Anything else is a bonus, Mommas, so do your thing.”

“Fine.”

Her smile was radiant. She rolled her eyes, playfully, as I grabbed hold of her thigh. She’d been thickening up nicely as of late. Good dick, good loving, and the finest dining were to blame for the weight gain. I admired every pound she’d packed on.

“Baby,” she whined.

“What?”

I took my eyes off the road momentarily to see her squirming in her seat.

“You’re going to ruin my panties.”

“They coming off soon, anyway, G. It’s all good.”

I patted her thigh before gripping it again. That was where my hand rested until valet opened her door. She was happy to bounce her ass out of the car, forever unsure of how far I would take things when we were alone. She had little to worry about. My head was in another place. The meeting and the fact that Glacier would experience a different side of me at the table completely consumed my thoughts at the moment.

Hand in hand, we stepped into Rouge, a speakeasy that was only available to certain players of the game. The owner, Roulette, was kind enough to let me have the spot whenever I needed it. She didn’t have much of a choice, though. She was family, and looking out for one another was exactly what family did.

Being Chem’s blood sister made her mine by default. We didn’t share parents but we shared a sibling and I’d known her her entire life. My reservation was top priority. She’d pushed every nigga on the schedule aside to accommodate me. Her generosity was appreciated.

The boardroom was our destination. Through the hidden door, never-ending hall, thick curtains, and into the soundproof meeting room, we traveled. Glacier’s grip tightened as we entered.

The tension in her body was easily recognized and noted. I was kicking myself in the ass already and realizing how much of a shitty decision it was to bring her along. Unfortunately, we were here now, and the meeting was set to start in seconds. Her comfort, however, was not a gamble for me. I stopped in my tracks, turning and leaning down to meet her ear.

“Are you okay?” I needed to know, coming to the conclusion that I would halt the entire meeting if necessary.

Did I want to? Nah.

But I would in the blink of an eye to make sure Mommas was straight. Niggas could either wait for my return or take their asses home.

“Yes,” she said, nodding.

I paused, waiting for her eyes to meet mine. They were the mirrors of her soul. If they didn’t align with her answer, we were walking right back out of the door. To my surprise, there was something within them that I didn’t recognize.

Something unfamiliar. Something I’d never seen, making my decision a bit harder. Discernment wasn’t on my side this time. I couldn’t figure Kiwi out. For assistance, I asked another question.

Discernment

Verb

The ability to judge, recognize, or identify something or someone.

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