Page 25 of 'Til I Say When


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“Tell me something I don’t know.”

“How did she find out about shorty?” I inquired.

“Man,” Pierre shook his head. “I gotta stop running the streets so hard then smoking and drinking. I be sleeping so damn hard the devil himself couldn’t wake my ass up. She be loving that shit ‘cus she be going through my phone. KoKo had sent me a bunch of pics, and shorty went ham. I woke up to her beating me with a shoe.”

“Hell nah,” I laughed. “Y’all can have those problems. Ain’t no way in hell.”

“Yeah okay, fake ass Denzel Washington, with yo’ acting ass. You sure you and Wonder are just about getting up under Drew’s skin?” he gave me a knowing look.

“Hell yeah, it was. I won’t front like shorty isn’t cool. Shit, it’s like any other female.”

“Nah, I think you like her for real, G. You be having stars in your eyes when shorty comes around.”

“A lie don’t care who tell it,” I shook my head.

“You can’t see it, but I do. And I think you like her.”

“Good thing you don’t get paid for thinking.”

Pierre’s ass spoke her up because Wonder called me, which was something that she never did. I remembered that I had left my watch at her house. I hadn’t called her and told her to look for it, but I was sure that was why she was reaching out to me.

“Yo.”

“Hey. You left your watch the other day. I remembered to grab it this morning when I was leaving out. I just got off work. I can meet you somewhere.” I wasn’t pressed about the watch I left at her crib. I had two more and the one I left at her crib was purchased with a fraudulent credit card. I liked the $45,000 watch, but it didn’t really mean shit to me because I didn’t buy it with my own money. Still, I was glad she was honest because anyone else would have kept it and sworn that I didn’t leave it there.

“I’m at my people’s house at a cookout. You can bring it by here.”

“Okay, text me the address.”

“That damn sure isn’t Lonna or Misha if you’re telling them to pull up here.”

I frowned. “You too deep off in my business, G. I don’t like that shit. But aye,” I lowered my tone. “You need to make sure you tell Nina that Wonder didn’t have anything to do with that KoKo shit.”

Pierre twisted his lips. “But you don’t like her. Yeah okay. Since when have you ever cared about how a female felt?”

“You want me to be like your loved out ass so bad, and it’s not happening.”

Wonder must have been close because she pulled up not even ten full minutes after we got off the phone. I got up and walked over to her car. She rolled the window down and passed me the watch. I’d never seen her natural hair before. It was dyed honey-blonde, and it looked like she’d washed it and pulled her curls up into a high ponytail. Shorty without weave was fye as fuck, and my dick bricked up immediately. She said she’d just gotten off work, but a sweet scent wafting off her body still floated from the car.

“I guess you don’t steal everything, huh?” I referred to the cough syrup she took as I pulled on one of her curls.

“Wilde, kiss my ass.”

“I don’t do that, but I’ll smack it though. You headed home?”

“Yeah. KoKo wants to hit a hookah lounge tonight. I’m still trying to decide if I want to go. I don’t have to be at the shop until noon tomorrow, so why not?”

“Did my homie, Biggs, get at you about wrapping the Land Rover?”

“Yeah, he did. Thank you for the referral.”

“The food should be ready in a bit. You want a plate?”

“Sure,” she replied slowly. She was probably shocked that I invited her to get a plate. I was lowkey shocked myself, but the invitation came out naturally. I knew I was about to hear it from Pierre’s ass.

I lowkey dug the fact that Wonder wrapped cars. I knew early in life that I didn’t want to work for anybody. Fast money was the best option for me, but I was too damn old to not know what I wanted to do with my life. I couldn’t sell guns, cough syrup, crack cards, and deposit fake checks for the rest of my life. I didn’t have any real interests or hobbies outside of getting money and smoking weed. I had thought about getting someone with a clean record to help me with a weed dispensary. I’d fund the business, and they could put it in their name and be the face of it. I needed some type of legal income unless I wanted to be damn near forty still taking penitentiary chances.

I pulled the door open, and she got out of the car. “Hey, girl,” Nina called from behind me, and Wonder smiled.