Page 59 of Jaeda
I chuckled. “Look at you being protective.”
“Well, I’m sure my man would protect me.”
I bit my lip, a subtle grin coming through. “Your man, huh?”
“I’m sorry. I know we haven’t made things official?—”
“Nah. I told you that you were mine when I tasted you. I meant that.”
I could almost see her blushing in my head. She was so fucking adorable at times.
“Well, okay then,” she said softly. “You’ll let me know how it goes?”
“Of course.” I looked up to see Titan coming out of the house. “Baby, I gotta go, but I’m gonna call you back before I head out, okay?”
“Okay.”
We said our goodbyes, and I got out of the car.
“Everything good?” I asked as he approached.
“We good. They have that nigga hog-tied. I’m gonna see what else I can get out of him before I do him in. I appreciate your help.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out an envelope I knew was filled with cash before handing it to me. “Mr. James thanks you too. He told me to tell you the offer still stands to put you on officially.”
“I’m good, man. Thanks, though. If you really wanna thank me, you’ll come out to Silk with me tonight.”
He frowned. “Come out with you where? You don’t volunteer to go to the club, Q. I have to twist your arm to get you to hang with us.”
“The Dillingers invited me off the strength of Jaeda.”
“Oh, hell no. That’s a fucking setup. Don’t worry about it. I’ll go. No way I’d let you take them on by yourself. I know you ain’t pussy, but I got you.”
“I appreciate it. They said around nine.”
“Bet.”
We slapped hands before I climbed back in my car. This was about to be an interesting night.
CLUB SILK
Even though I wasn’t going to impress a damn soul, I still made sure I looked good before I stepped out of my apartment. I knew Deuce owned some grown and sexy lounges, per my conversations with Jaeda, so I wanted to match the vibe. Since you could never go wrong with black, I chose that from head to toe.
Black polo.
Black jeans.
Black boots.
I added a few gold pieces and called it a day. When I stepped into the hall, I found Titan on the same type of time. He didn’t wear black because it was a classic. He wore it to conceal himself in case something popped off in the darkness. I knew my friend, and he was on whatever the Dillingers were on. They had their own beef, and their one-sided beef with me would just give him a reason to show out.
We pulled up to Silk around 9:15, and valet parked my car. After being cleared, we headed inside. The place was lit and already packed, surprising me since it was the middle of the week. I didn’t know where the Dillingers were, but I expected nothing less than the VIP section, so Titan and I headed upstairs. As we neared the top, I spotted Kerrion, and he spottedme. Excusing himself from his brothers, he came over to meet us.
“This wasn’t an extended invite,” he said, glaring at Titan.
“I’m here though, nigga,” Titan clapped back.
Kerrion chuckled as he pointed at him. “One of these days, my boy. I’m gonna spare you tonight, though. Bring y’all’s asses on.”
He walked ahead of us, and Titan turned to me. “I’m shooting somebody tonight.”
