Dragon knew why the long face and wished he could make things better for her. He had put out an APB on Dallas all over the city but nothing had surfaced. He even had a few of his goons staking out Big Boy’s crib because he wouldn’t be surprised if the nigga had her held hostage.
Dragon was very familiar with Big Boy because they were from the same area, therefore, he knew how Big Boy got down and it disgusted him. The nigga cheated with the worst or the worst bitches in the hood. They couldn’t hold a candle next toDallas and not because of looks but ambition and personality alone.
"How you know Tasim?" Dragon asked, remembering the guy that had purchased the weed.
"He got family over in the Del Raso projects. I been knowing him for a minute now." Norah lied through her pearly white teeth. She couldn't dare admit that he was related to anyone in the Kinglys, and especially in front of Mama.
"Oh, a’ight. Nigga seem cool. He got a couple zips from me. He told me he knew you and he had peoples on the East."
"Yeah." Norah agreed. "A’ight, I'll be by there later to get some green. I got about a half left so I'm good for a minute."
"A’ight, you know I got you."
"Love you. I'll be back, Mama." Norah walked out of the door, and over her shoulder she could hear her brother sayingI love you too.
Norah jogged down the few steps and headed to her car that was parked on Mama's front lawn. No matter how many times she was told not to park there, Norah did as she pleased and killed her grannie's grass in the process.
She hopped into her yellow bumblebee Camaro and sped up the street letting her pipes disturb the neighbors. One thing Norah loved was fast cars that stood out. Thanks to Dragon, he kept her laced with fly clothes, jewelry, and the cars of her interest. All she had to do was graduate and the world was hers as Dragon insisted.
Outside of Dragon, Norah made a living by niggas trucking in her. Whether she fucked them or not, they paid like they weighed just for company. At times she would ask Dragon to put her on, but he refused to have his sister hustling. Therefore, he chose to spoil her because he was rolling in dough.
Instead of the ’90s R&B Radio Norah had been listening to on Pandora, she decided to go to her YouTube and play some Glorilla. The moment she pressed play, and the beat dropped, Norah began rapping to the lyrics as she thought of Tasim.
“Yeah, I love me a trappin'-ass, dark skinned country-ass
Got it out the mud, 6'1", ol' thug-ass
Talk real slick, big dick, big gun-ass
Pick a bitch up when we fuck, ol' strong-ass, nigga . . .”
Listening to the song made her think of the last time she had seen him. From his smile to his broad shoulders. The imprint from the barrel of his gun made her pussy jump down to his cocky demeanor. She knew the nigga got money because he smelled like money. His appearance was crisp, showcasing neatness with his clothing.
Norah wasn't trying to fall in love, but maybe, only maybe if he found her friend she wouldn't mind giving him some pussy. She liked the fact that he wasn't from her neck of the woods because those niggas had been ran through. She wasn't gonna move too fast until she got to know him, and once she found out if he was packing, she wasn't gon’ move slow either.
Norah was one of those, “let’s just fuck and get it over with” types of chicks. She wasn't into dating three months then fuck and be disappointed. From what she could see, he was a complete package deal. All she was lacking was knowing the size of his dick.
***
"Is it possible to fall in love in only seven days?"
"Yes, it is possible to fall in love in seven days. Some people experience instant attraction or love at first sight, Tasim. There's no set timeline for falling in love, and it can happen in a matter of days, weeks, months, or even years. Why, you in love with me?" Norah joked, making Tasim chuckle.
"Nah, I was just curious."
"Have you ever even been in love? You look like one of those player type niggas that hatebitchesas y’all call them."
"Nah, it ain't nothing like that, beautiful. I'm a cool guy." Tasim looked out into the currents of the ocean. "Have you?" He then looked back at Norah, trying hard to read her.
"Nah, I don't do the love thing. Not really open to it either. Niggas play too many games. However, going back to your question, I think some people experience an immediate, intense connection with someone they've just met."
"Instant attraction," Tasim added.
"Right."
The question actually came from thoughts of Kasim. It had only been six days and already the nigga was falling for Dallas. It wasn't a shock because being locked away in the room with someone for days could lead to a deep attraction. It was just crazy because Kasim was a hard one to crack. Many women had fallen for him and chosen love over the money, but now it was as if the tables had turned and it was his brother falling for the winner.
"You got kids?" Norah asked, assuming he had all kinds of babies running around.
