Page 95 of Quasim II: King Inferno

“That’s my baby.” I continued to pull on my blunt as Erin started to pop lock, and Alaia was acting like she was pumping her up.

“They been drinking?” Yasin asked.

Kobe started twerking on Syn, and Havoc ran his hand down his face. “Can’t take this nigga nowhere.”

“Apparently you can’t take her, either,” Yasin replied.

“She just as crazy as he is,” Havoc responded.

Clarissa looked at him. “I thought you were deaf?”

He smirked as Syn was the first one to make it over here. “You all in trouble… not you, cause you not my nigga.” She slurred, as she pointed to Havoc.

“Yet.” Havoc smirked.

“And if you were, I would have been in here tossing tables, cause why her hand on you?” She gently removed shorty’s hand, who looked offended.

Havoc leaned back and tapped his lap, and she sat down. “Baby, what up? How was dinner?” Blaze was acting like she caught him in here fucking another chick.

“Hey ladies… how are you?”

“We’re good… wanna drink?” The drunk of the group offered Capri a drink and she declined.

Alaia stood beside her husband and yoked his ass up by his shirt. “Come on, Mr. Friendly… you a designated driver now, too?”

“I mean, shit, I didn’t have a drink?—”

“Roy, don’t even play with me.” She held his shirt, as he stood up and allowed her to pull his ass out the section while Erin slapped Capone in the head and pulled his ear.

“Nah, fuck this… you niggas invit?—”

“Bring yo ass, Winnie!” She walked behind Alaia and Cappadonna, and he was right on her ass.

“Sug, damn… that tan and that green dres?—”

“Damn, I see why the fuck y’all wanted to be away from them… why they came over there busting up the moment. We could have had your niggas if we wanted but kept it cute.” One of the chicks spoke out the side of her mouth.

“Nicole, chill out,” Clarissa told her friend.

“Yo, she shoot.” Blaze warned her, and she was too busy puffing out her chest, because she didn’t like how they came and cleared house.

“You couldn’t have my nigga if I fucking gave him to you,” I heard Anjo’s voice, and watched as she went to swing her hand, and Kobe grabbed her ass back.

“Chill out, mamas…. You pregnant.”

Shorty puffed her chest out more, and went to charge at Blair, and I jumped up, but not quicker than Capri, as she slammed the bitch on the couch and started beating her ass. Blaze had to snatch her off the girl, then Zoya came out of nowhere and started throwing punches at her, and Goon grabbed her back.

Just as it was under control, Syn leaped off Havoc’s lap and started hitting the girl, while her friends watched, not wanting to be part of the shit their friend was chatting about.

“Told her to stop running her mouth.” Clarissa muttered, as I made my way around the couch, and grabbed my baby up.

She stood up and Yasin helped her out the section and stopped when he saw Kiki standing there. “So, you telling me to dead my situation, but you out here being extra friendly, huh?”

“I can respect if you’re in a relationship… he never told me that you were. I’m sitting here with my friends. I respected each of these men that told me they were married. The one with the locs nearly took my eye out showing me his wedding band.”

“Babe, you are fine… he’s very much single.” Kiki pushed past him, while I watched everything going on around us.

Zoya had her finger in Goon’s face as he stared down at her. “She sitting on your lap while you telling me that you want chocolate babies?”

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