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“When? ‘Cus if it’s supposed to be mine, telling Lonna and not me is weird.”

Misha’s head whipped in my direction. “Supposedto be? It is yours. I haven’t had sex with anybody else.”

“Yeah, yeah,” I waved the comment off. “That’s what you’re supposed to say. How much is an abortion, G?”

Misha stared at me like I was speaking a language that she didn’t understand. I knew the theatrics were coming, so I pinched the bridge of my nose and attempted to prepare myself mentally. “How do you know that’s what I want to do?”

“Oh, so you want to be a single mother ‘cus that’s what you gon’ be. I don’t want kids right now. I damn sure don’t want kids with someone that I got pregnant during a threesome.”

Misha drew back. “Oh, so I’m not good enough to have a child with, but I’m good enough to have a threesome with?”

“You and Lonna begged for this shit. I never asked for a threesome, but I damn sure wasn’t going to turn it down. I don’t want a baby, and I’m not changing my mind about it.”

“You didn’t know that when you came in me? Don’t you know how babies are made?”

“I’m not going back and forth with you. Get out my car.”

Misha got out of my car and when she slammed the door, it took everything in me not to go snatch her back. She could be angry all she wanted to. It wasn’t going to change anything. I had to go home, so I could get dressed and go pick Wonder up. I had done some digging, and I knew that Drew had a baby on the way. Even if he and Wonder were broken up, I knew he wouldn’t like seeing her with me. I wanted to rub him the wrong way. I wanted him to start spreading lies about me the way he did Eric, or even say something to me so I could have a reason to put a bullet between his eyes. If Eric was still alive, Drew would damn sure have to pay for going around telling people he was a snitch but not having any proof to back it.

Eric wasn’t around, but I was gon’ fuck with Drew until I got tired. Or until he made me kill him because I wasn’t worried about him killing me. I didn’t think I was invincible, there was just no part of me that feared the next man. I took a shower, brushed my teeth, got dressed, and rolled three blunts. One to smoke in the car and two for later on. Most clubs were cracking down on people smoking inside, but Allure was a cool lil’ hood spot, and the manager didn’t care if we smoked blunts in the VIP sections. Lonna and Misha were out of the question, so my mind began to wander about who I could hit up after the club for some pussy. I was going to make Wonder spend the night at my crib, but I wasn’t going to try and sleep with her. In fact, she was going to sleep in the spare bedroom. I might have been blackmailing her to act like we were messing around, but rape wasn’t even my thing. I didn’t have to force a soul to havesex with me. I wanted to keep her close, but that wouldn’t stop me from getting my rocks off. And I wasn’t leaving her at my crib unattended, so whoever I brought home would have to be someone that I trusted. Lonna and Misha had never even been to my crib. I snorted as I lit the blunt. Misha’s ass thought I wanted to have a kid with her when I didn’t even trust her enough to give her my address.

Before heading out to my garage, I texted Wonder that I was on my way and to pack an overnight bag. By the time I typed her address into my GPS, she hadn’t responded back, and I grinned. Shorty hated my guts. When she wasn’t acting scared, she was eyeing me like she wanted to slap the taste out of my mouth. She was fine as hell, and I didn’t put my hands on women, but I would never advise her or anyone else to slap me. Wonder was also nice with wrapping cars. She had me thinking about getting my Range Rover wrapped. I wouldn’t dare wrap my Benz or my BMW.

Wonder never responded to my text message and as I neared her apartment building, the thought crossed my mind that she might not be home. Pulling into a parking space, I shook my head at her stubborn ass behavior. I had the upper hand, so her challenging me was only going to be a waste of time. I didn’t snitch, and I didn’t fuck with snitches, but if she ever got the notion to run her mouth about what she saw, I’d let her go down for the crime before I went. I had no desire to get her locked up. As long as she kept her mouth shut, we’d be good. If she knew how close she came to me shooting her, she’d be a little more appreciative.

I called Wonder and pulled from the blunt as the line trilled. “Hello?” she answered on the fourth ring in a dry tone.

“Are you at home?”

“Yes.”

“So, you didn’t see my text message?”

“I saw it. Are you here?” she snapped, and I closed my eyes in an effort to stay calm. Shorty was going to push my buttons for sure.

“I’m here,” was all I said and ended the call.

Hitting the last of the blunt, I kept my eyes on her building. I blew the weed smoke out of my nostrils as Wonder sauntered out of her building with a mean switch in her hips and a scowl on her face. Damn. Shorty was bad. She no longer had a bob, and even though it was dark, the lights in the parking lot made her long blonde weave visible. It was so long, it hung past her ass. Wonder had on black spandex shorts with lace around the bottom, and a black sports bra type shirt. On her feet were black motorcycle-like boots, and gold chains were draped around her neck and hung down into her cleavage. Her breasts looked like a good C cup. Licking my lips, I took in her full glossed lips and her long lash extensions. Got damn.

Wonder had a duffel bag tossed over her shoulder. She approached my vehicle, and I hit the locks. She yanked the door open with attitude and placed the bag in the backseat before getting in the front. “And why do I need an overnight bag?” she asked in a sharp tone as I put the gear in reverse.

“You can kill the attitude,” I peered at her as the fragrance that she wore struggled to overpower the aroma of weed that lingered in the car.

Wonder’s eyes narrowed. “Excuse me? Am I supposed to be happy about you playing with my freedom and blackmailing me? You forcing me to hold that gun, so my fingerprints would be on it doesn’t give you the right to try and control my life. I said I wasn’t going to say anything.”

“And I’d be a fool to believe that shit,” I snapped. “The gun is just insurance, so you won’t run your mouth. The situation with Drew is just a bonus. Trust me when I tell you that if that nigga doesn’t bite after a week or two, fuck him. I have better shit to dothan to drag this out forever. All you have to do is cooperate and do what I ask you to do, and this will be over before you know it.”

“You didn’t answer my question.”

“You’re staying at my crib, so I can keep an eye on you. I have two bedrooms. You can sleep in the spare.”

Wonder didn’t respond. She sat back with a huff and stared out of the window. Future playing on the radio was the only sound in the car. I pulled up at the club and found a parking space. Wonder snatched her purse out of the backseat and put the strap over her head since it was a crossbody bag. I put a piece of gum in my mouth and smirked. “Fix ya face. We supposed to be in love, and you over there acting like you caught me cheating.”

My simper grew when Wonder kissed her teeth. Forcing her to stay at my crib might prove to be a mistake because the way she was acting, it wouldn’t shock me if she tried to kill me in my sleep. As we neared the entrance and the line came into view, I wrapped my arm around her neck and pulled her close. One thing the men and women did in Diamond Cove was gossip. Even if Drew didn’t make it out, I was willing to bet that someone that knew him would see me and Wonder hugged up.

That was all I wanted. For word to get back to him. I lowkey respected the fact that Wonder was mad about appearing grimy. A lot of females would have been glad to fuck with me just to piss their ex off. Wonder wasn’t concerned with what Drew thought of her, but she didn’t want streets to think she was the type to deal with her ex’s enemy, and I could dig it. She was gon’ have to get over it, though, because I wanted to play in Drew’s face more than I respected her stance. I could feel eyes on us as I walked to the VIP line. It only had five people, where the regular line had about twenty people in it. The VIP line was moving fast, meanwhile, security acted as if they didn’t see the people in theregular line. There was no telling how long they’d been standing there.

We were let through and since I had a section, the bottle girl immediately walked us to my area. Pierre, his baby mama, and a few of my homeboys were going to meet me there. I wrapped my arm back around Wonder’s neck as we walked through the packed club. Not everyone knew who she was or who Drew was. Some people were staring because anybody that knew me, especially females that I’d fucked, knew I didn’t do public displays of affection. No one had ever seen me anywhere hugged up with a female. I could be in the same room with multiple women I was sleeping with and not acknowledge any of them. Out of all the people in the club, I knew some of my bodies were in there, and I knew they’d be shocked to see me hugging on Wonder.