Page 83 of Smoke

“Your lady?”

“Yeah, my lady.”

“You haven’t asked me to be yours, Devin.”

“I needed to ask? Have I not been doing the shit your nigga is supposed to do?”

“Yes, but?—”

“Do I not spend most of my free time with you?”

“Yes, but?—”

“But nothing.” I stood, towering over her. “You were mine from the moment you walked your pretty ass through my doors. We solidified that the night you let me eat your pussy. I don’t care that you were pregnant when I met you. I don’t care that you have two children. I want you. If you think I won’t nut the fuck up about you or those girls, you have another thing coming. I’m not asking you to be mine because you are already mine. Understood?”

She nodded. “Understood.”

“Now. I’m gonna help you get dressed. You’re gonna lay down, and we’re gonna chill and relax because you need that.”

She didn’t say anything in protest, just allowed me to do exactly what I said. Before long, she was knocked out.

Two A.M.

I felt my phone vibrate next to me on the dresser. Romi was beside me, sleeping soundly. Easing my arm from under her, I sat up and grabbed my phone to see that it was Jaeda calling me.If she was up this late, she was working. I slipped out of the room to answer the call.

“What’s up, Jae.”

“Did I wake you?”

“Yeah, but it’s cool.”

“Okay, well I’ve got movement on the cameras at Romi’s shop.”

Since confirming my suspicions that Patrick was the cause of Romi’s fall, I had my sister monitoring the shop. I told her I didn’t care what time it was; if she saw that nigga there, call me.

“What do you see?”

“It’s him and looks like two other men and a female heading in through the back.”

“Bet. I’m on my way. Make sure you erase that footage.”

“I got you.”

I hung up and called Steel, knowing he was in the area at his spot in the city.

“What up, fam?” he answered.

“What you doing?”

“Shit, me, Don, and Kobi over here about to spark up this last blunt before we call it a night. Why? What’s up?”

“I’m sending you an address. Meet me there. Bring cuzzo with you.”

“What we doing?”

“Just a lil’ snatching.”

“Bet.”

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