Page 92 of Quasim II: King Inferno

“What’s up, Sim?”

“Fuck ya.”

She started laughing. “Baby cakes, I need you to be practicing how to hold babies… damn, need another one so you can hold them both at the same time.”

“Gerald, please… I don’t have babies without a ring and the certificate that comes with it.”

He nodded as he kissed Cherry, and handed her back to Zoya. “You ain’t said nothing but a word. Soon as we attend Thun Thun’s funeral, we can go and get the marriage taken care of.”

He quickly hopped up. “I’m going to meet with Havoc and them.”

“Gerald, what do you mean funeral?”

He jogged backwards and did the gun motion. “Baby, you already know what I’m on… ain’t about you either… shit personal, but I’m gonna take good care of his girl… gonna make her my wife.”

“Give me my baby because if you drop her because you about to lose your shit.” Capri snatched Cherry back.

“Why would you say that?” She went behind him, and he backed her up against the wall near the stairs and leaned over her.

Zoya didn’t need to come back over here and say nothing, but her knees were weak, and sis wasn’t about to stand on any kind of business when it came to her man’s life. She should have just started preparing his will for the kids and baby mamas. Once he said something and she nodded her head up and down, I fell back laughing.

When I looked back, Sim was staring down at me. “You so beautiful, Anjo.”

“Thank you, baby.”

He got lower to my ear. “I wanna see something spilling from your lips, though.”

My body got chills, as it reacted to wanting the same thing. “Now?”

“I’ll let you know.” He slipped from behind me, and I rolled over, watching him walk away with his bow-legged stance.

God, I was grateful that Mina didn’t correct it when he was a child. “Quasim!”

“Told you I run this, my love.” He winked and headed down the steps, while I groaned and kicked my feet.

“Reason yo ass knocked up now.” Meer kissed both Capri and Cherry before he headed with Goon and his brother.

Zoya came floating back up the steps. “Sigel squeezes the toothpaste, and my brother has always hated that… maybe he should go.”

“Zoya!” I hollered as me and Capri both fell out laughing because sis was screaming a different tune now that Goon had spoken some act right into her.

“He spoke with my brother.”

“Oh shit.” Capri beat me to the punch.

I stood up and clapped. “Well, let’s go on for dinner… cause if that man reached out to Menace… he not bout to play with you, baby.”

After Jean came to pick us up, we went inside to see if Alaia and Erin were coming out since Cappadonna and Capone went to meet with the guys already. They told us they were coming to dinner, so we knocked on Aimee’s door.

“Aim, we’re going to dinner… you coming tonight?” Capri asked.

“Hmm?” she moaned, and I covered my mouth.

All three of us were looking around like children witnessing their parents having sex. “Is she in there getting fucked?” Zoya asked the question we all already knew the answer to.

“And is… she not coming out tonight… right, Aim?” Capella mocked us, and Capri covered her ears.

“Nooo.”

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