But why am I surprised? This nigga don’t do shit to do it, no matter how it seems. He’s as meticulous as a mom who’s jealous of her daughter.
Skin glistening, and when he takes off his hoodie–that’s in my favorite color, his muscles ripple and flex and that nigga’s even bigger than he used to be. Like he’d been in jail, but that’s impossible. We checked all the jails.
No, that nigga poofed into thin air, and left it up to YT of all people to break the news.
“Oh, shit,” I hear Nut say, and they all rush over to him. I don’t know if they’re about to jump him or hug him, but I get my answer when Brina and Autumn both jump on top of him.
Patience grabs his hand and leads him inside, with some of Foe Dub following.
It’s the perfect time to escape.
Reem and I get up at the same time. He smirks when I grab Sadé’s diaper bag. “You outta here?”
“I don’t need him and Brandon meeting.”
He grabs Angel, who lives up to her name, settling into his side quietly. “You coming out tonight? Don’t say you don’t gotta sitter, I know Nut got Ms. Sheryl on standby.”
I roll my eyes and gesture for Brandon to come on. His bumbling ass gets up and we start making our way to the side gate.
“I’ll pick you up at seven,” Reem chuckles at my back.
I just flip his ass off and keep walking.
Shad
Macecanrunallshe wants. She don’t even know how fun it is to chase her. Corner her, so that she has no choice but to see me. I know I got a long road ahead. I dipped out, no explanation, but shit. She ain’t even try to hit a nigga up once, when she got out the hospital. She completely washed her hands of me, like she does all these other pussy niggas. Like she’ll do to that nigga following her out like a pussycat.
I told her ass to stop grouping me in with her hoes.
So I let her go. Just like I let everyone else drag me into Turk’s den. Pay makes me stand by the fireplace while everyone surrounds me. YT’s ass is grinning, standing by the door, taking in the scene.
Nut snatches the baby monitor out of Turk’s hand and pulls it to his ear, scowling at me. “Gimme one reason why I shouldn’t knock yo head clean off, muthafucka. Standing there smug like you ain’t just up and disappear for three months–”
“Not to mention you didn’t tell nobody that Mace gave birth,almost dieddoing it at that!” Brina folds her arms, and I swear I see steam rising from her ears.
“And do you how traumatic it is to come back from an eleven hour flight to see YT sitting at your kitchen island making food like she lives there?!” Dal narrows her eyes as Nut pulls her into his arms.
“Sheeit, that’s every other day for this nigga,” Ty cackles, pointing his thumb at Reem. Reem glances at YT and licks his lips, before scoffing.
“Seriously Shaddy, we were so worried about you.” Pay sniffs and wraps her arms around me, but Autumn pries her away and tucks her under her arm.
“Nah, bae. He’s Rahshad until he spills the beans. Where the fuck have you been?!”
I eye Set, who’s been quiet. Hooded eyes never leaving me as he stands between Brina and Nut.
“You not gone ask?”
He rubs his waves. “I’m waiting for you to tell us, Dub.”
I sigh and look at the rest of our family. “My bad for not saying shit, it’s just I kept feeling like I was finna have a seizure, and you know that’s from high-stress, so I went away for a while. But I’m good. I’m here, and to be honest, shit finna get real interesting.” I comb my lip with my teeth to hold in a cackle. Something about executing plans just gets me excited like a muthafucka.
“You ever gone tell us where you went? And why Thing Three knew before us?” Reem hits Ty on the chest, but the nigga serious as fuck, I’m knowing.
“Yeah, in due time Ima reveal my hand. Just trust me like you been doing and know everything is finna be on the up and up. Starting with my comeback show tonight.”
“That’s real then?” Auty asks.
“Yup. Y’all names are already at the door for VIP. Doors open at nine since it won’t be no opener. And I’m just letting y’all know now…” I level my glare at Dal, “Sahara will be there, too. So be nice.”
