“Yeah, Enzo. He’s a music producer. I didn’t get a chance to talk to him, but he seemed pretty chill?—”
I got in her face. “That nigga is not chill. Stay the fuck away from him, Jassi!”
My tone alone should’ve checked her. But she wasn’t backing down. “You can’t tell me what to do. You’re not my damn Daddy.”
“But I’m still your fucking blood, and it’s my job to make sure you’re good. If I don’t, you’ll find yourself in some bad shit. I’ve seen it happen, and I’m not going to allow it to happen to you.”
“What are you even talking about?” She questioned.
I paused.
Now wasn’t the time to get into all of that.
“It doesn’t matter. Just know that I’ve seen some shit, and until I feel like you’re able to peep out the stuff that can get you hurt, I’m going to keep doing what the fuck I’m doing. Now, go get your ass in the car and go straight back to campus.”
She gave me a seething gaze, then stormed away.
Despite her being pissed, I didn’t feel the least bit guilty. One day, she would understand where I was coming from.
“You okay?” Nyx asked.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” I replied, my voice lower than usual.
Trace opened the car door, and I gave her a small nod, letting her slide in before me.
“That was pretty intense,” she said.
“Yeah, it was.”
“What exactly is it that you know about Enzo? What have you seen?”
I didn’t answer right away. I just kept my eyes locked on the passing traffic.
The images that flashed in my head weren’t just bad…they were the kind that stuck with you.
“Nothing that I want to talk about,” I told her.
She let out a soft sigh, the disappointment obvious in her tone. “Fine. Well, if you don’t mind, I’d like to go home now.”
“I do mind,” I said without looking in her direction.
“Really?”
“Yes, really.”
She turned to look at me. “What the hell are you trying to do? Hold me hostage?”
“Not at all. Like I told you before, I’ll never do anything you don’t want me to do.”
“Okay, well, now I want to go home.”
“Why? Because I won’t tell you what you want to know?”
“No, because it’s been a long ass night, and I’ve got enough shit on my mind.”
“Oh yeah? Like what?”
“Well, for starters, letting you eat my pussy again while I’m still tied to someone else.”
