stable did sound much better now that I was twenty-six. Damn, she already had me contradicting myself.
We pulled up to my parents’ home in Mission Hill, and I shut the engine off. Rhys ashed the blunt he’d been puffing on, before we both climbed out of the car. I hit my alarm, and then walked up behind Rhys as he unlocked the door using his key.
When we walked in, it appeared that no one was home because it was quiet. Usually you would hear my mom on the phone with one of her old ass predator home girls who thought I wanted to fuck, or she would be handling business. Rhys and I tread through the foyer until we made it to my dad’s office. We laughed because as we got closer, we could hear him going in on someone over the phone. My dad was psycho and I think we all got a little bit of his crazy, especially Rhys’ ass.
“Have it by tomorrow.” My dad slammed the phone down and then stood up wearing a smile. “Sit down boys,” he gestured towards the couch.
We both took a seat, and I grabbed a cold water from the ice bucket near me. Rhys gave me a look, and I sucked my teeth before tossing him a cold water as well.
“I need you to meet with a new distributor down in South Carolina,” my father said as I twisted the cap off of my water.
“South Carolina?” I frowned.
“Yeah, he’s really making a name for himself.”
“Who is this dude?”
“His name is Jasper Johnson and he knows we provide the best, which is what he wants. So TQ, go meet with him and take your brothers.”
“When? And why do they need to come?”
“Well, Rhys knows why he needs to go, and Jasper has a couple people that he needs to get new identities for, so that’s where Lendsey comes in. It’s a little favor I’m doing for Jasper. I need Britain to check on a debt that is owed to me by someone out there named Charlie.”
“When am I supposed to go? It can’t be tonight.”
“And why not?” My dad cocked his head and looked down at me with his matching bluish gray eyes before sitting down.
“Because this nigga is in love, Pop,” Rhys laughed loudly.
“Really? Who is she?”
“Ain’t nobody in no fuckin’ love, aight? Shorty is fine as fuck and I want to take her out. Damn, can a nigga take a bitch out without having to explain to everybody?”
“I mean, TQ, you swore you would never settle down, no matter how many times Rhys and I have advised you and Lendsey.”
“I ain’t as bad as Lendsey. Britain is even worse than me.”
“No, they’re hoes, but you’re bad as fuck too. Shit, at least Britain has a girl,” Rhys said before gulping more of his water.
“I will admit that she had me thinking about trying to be in a relationship, but that’s it, just thinking about it. I’m taking her on a date, and I can’t say what will happen.”
“Your mother would be proud. Wait until I tell her,” my father grinned.
“Why are y’all acting like I’m getting married or some shit? I’m going on a date and I will probably never even see the girl again after that. Now what date is the meeting, Pop?”
“Well since you have a hot date tonight, how is Wednesday morning, gives you sometime to plan the wedding,” he responded, causing he and Rhys to double over in laughter.
“Alright, fuck the both of y’all,” I chuckled and stood to my feet.
“No, but seriously son, be in Columbia two weeks from today. I will let him know that you will be calling him once you land to set up a meeting time.”
“Cool,” I nodded.
I loved and hated my job. It got me big money, but I despised meeting these dope boys who always referred to themselves as the ‘king’ of their city. This Jasper cat better not be trying to get buck with me at all, because I wouldn’t hesitate to pop his ass. I don’t give a fuck about how many cities he runs, or how many bells his name rings, my bullets don’t discriminate.
Chapter Three: Kimberlyn
As soon as TQ dropped me off at home, I showered for a long ass time
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