Kent women couldn’t get it together. It almost drove her crazy just to know these things and the only way it was over was if Marlon had truly let go of her.
“So you sure it’s nothing?” She asked again as the waitress came back with their drinks.
The waitress cut in. “Okay, are y’all ready to order now?”
Marlon sipped the mixed drink from his straw as soon as he got it, and then looked over at Jennifer. “I’m sure it’s nothing there.” He stated again then directed his attention to the waitress. “And yes, we’re ready to order.”
At that point all he wanted to do was eat and get out of there. He couldn’t take another grilling about Jada Kent or he was going to start being really honest about his feelings and he didn’t think that nobody was ready for that.
Chapter 4
Mrs. Gray knocked on the Hilton’s large front door. Lynn Hilton quickly opened it up, standing in the doorway wearing a red, silk robe with a smile on her face. Mrs. Gray literally couldn’t stand her. She was like a real pest in her ass.
“So what brings you by?” Lynn questioned with a slight raise of her eyebrows.
“We need to talk.”
Lynn gently tossed her long, dark brown hair behind her shoulders. She just stood there for nearly thirty seconds watching Mrs. Gray as she turned up her snooty nose. Mrs. Gray hated when she did that little nonchalant swirl like she was running things. For her to have a black father and a white mother, Lynn looked more like a full blooded white woman with a serious tan trying to look black. Behind that dark tan and that, ‘I don’t give a damn attitude,’ Mrs. Gray knew that her shit smelled just like everyone else’s.
“Hm, well come in and have a seat.” Lynn finally said as she turned her back to head into the entertainment room to talk. Mrs. Gray shook her head at how flat Lynn’s ass was as she followed her inside of her lavishly laid out pad. “Do you want a drink or something?” she asked as she poured herself a shot of Scotch.
“No thank you,” Mrs. Gray responded. “I only wanted to stop by and talk with you since you’re over the gossip column in the Rocky Spring’s newspaper.”
Lynn smiled. “Is this concerning the next issue coming out tomorrow about Jada Kent being back in town?”
Mrs. Gray cringed inside. “I had a feeling that you already knew about that.” She said with an uneasy feeling. All the power that they had over the city was nothing compared to that damn trashy ass newspaper. It was either against you or with you and the Grays had the pleasure of having them both. “I think you should wait awhile before you start writing about a matter that doesn’t concern you or the city.” She said.
Lynn sipped the Scotch from her glass. “Well, its entertainment isn’t it? We all know that, ‘Here’s The Tea,’ is a hit when it comes down to staying in folk’s business; especially y’all wealthy, country folks.” She grinned. “Don’t worry though; I haven’t gotten a whiff about anything else if that’s what you’re concerned about. I only print up what is being sent to me. I keep telling you, other than that, I find out my information right before the city does.”
“So, you’re gonna remain adamant about not knowing who the source is behind ‘Here’s The Tea,’ but they’re on your payroll?” Mrs. Gray questioned.
“Yes, they’re on my payroll, but their checks are deposited into a bank account which I can’t get any information on besides routing numbers and account numbers. I keep telling you that I don’t know who sends me the information. It’s all private. I do know that the information I get though is nine times out of ten accurate.”
“So you say,” Mrs. Gray chimed in.
“Look, I just have my company print it out. Don’t shoot the messenger.” She nonchalantly stated while sipping on her Scotch.
Mrs. Gray stared at Lynn. She wasn’t
“So you sure it’s nothing?” She asked again as the waitress came back with their drinks.
The waitress cut in. “Okay, are y’all ready to order now?”
Marlon sipped the mixed drink from his straw as soon as he got it, and then looked over at Jennifer. “I’m sure it’s nothing there.” He stated again then directed his attention to the waitress. “And yes, we’re ready to order.”
At that point all he wanted to do was eat and get out of there. He couldn’t take another grilling about Jada Kent or he was going to start being really honest about his feelings and he didn’t think that nobody was ready for that.
Chapter 4
Mrs. Gray knocked on the Hilton’s large front door. Lynn Hilton quickly opened it up, standing in the doorway wearing a red, silk robe with a smile on her face. Mrs. Gray literally couldn’t stand her. She was like a real pest in her ass.
“So what brings you by?” Lynn questioned with a slight raise of her eyebrows.
“We need to talk.”
Lynn gently tossed her long, dark brown hair behind her shoulders. She just stood there for nearly thirty seconds watching Mrs. Gray as she turned up her snooty nose. Mrs. Gray hated when she did that little nonchalant swirl like she was running things. For her to have a black father and a white mother, Lynn looked more like a full blooded white woman with a serious tan trying to look black. Behind that dark tan and that, ‘I don’t give a damn attitude,’ Mrs. Gray knew that her shit smelled just like everyone else’s.
“Hm, well come in and have a seat.” Lynn finally said as she turned her back to head into the entertainment room to talk. Mrs. Gray shook her head at how flat Lynn’s ass was as she followed her inside of her lavishly laid out pad. “Do you want a drink or something?” she asked as she poured herself a shot of Scotch.
“No thank you,” Mrs. Gray responded. “I only wanted to stop by and talk with you since you’re over the gossip column in the Rocky Spring’s newspaper.”
Lynn smiled. “Is this concerning the next issue coming out tomorrow about Jada Kent being back in town?”
Mrs. Gray cringed inside. “I had a feeling that you already knew about that.” She said with an uneasy feeling. All the power that they had over the city was nothing compared to that damn trashy ass newspaper. It was either against you or with you and the Grays had the pleasure of having them both. “I think you should wait awhile before you start writing about a matter that doesn’t concern you or the city.” She said.
Lynn sipped the Scotch from her glass. “Well, its entertainment isn’t it? We all know that, ‘Here’s The Tea,’ is a hit when it comes down to staying in folk’s business; especially y’all wealthy, country folks.” She grinned. “Don’t worry though; I haven’t gotten a whiff about anything else if that’s what you’re concerned about. I only print up what is being sent to me. I keep telling you, other than that, I find out my information right before the city does.”
“So, you’re gonna remain adamant about not knowing who the source is behind ‘Here’s The Tea,’ but they’re on your payroll?” Mrs. Gray questioned.
“Yes, they’re on my payroll, but their checks are deposited into a bank account which I can’t get any information on besides routing numbers and account numbers. I keep telling you that I don’t know who sends me the information. It’s all private. I do know that the information I get though is nine times out of ten accurate.”
“So you say,” Mrs. Gray chimed in.
“Look, I just have my company print it out. Don’t shoot the messenger.” She nonchalantly stated while sipping on her Scotch.
Mrs. Gray stared at Lynn. She wasn’t
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