Page 25 of Hood Legacy

“I just wanted to let you know that I’m here and will be in the film room,” I said, and he nodded.

“Appreciate you checking in,” he said. “I have a few new security guards walking around the arena and the garage.”

“I appreciate it,” I said, nodding.

“It’s my job; I’m just pissed that who the fuck ever this is has been at it for the last year.” He leaned back into his chair and shook his head. “Why didn’t you say anything before this?”

“Because I didn’t think too much of it,” I lied. “It seemed innocent.”

“The shit usually starts like that until something in them snaps, and it gets worse. This is all it is, right?”

“Yeah,” I quickly answered, yet Yeti’s face twisted like he didn’t believe me. The door to the hallway opened, and a short, curvy woman walked in. Infinite was right behind her with a mug on his face.

“Infinite, stay the fuck away from me!” she yelled. “Yeti, I’m going home and not coming back!”

“That’s the best fucking news I’ve heard all damn day!” Infinite yelled and threw his arms in the air. “It’s the best thing I’ve heard in the last ten years.”

Yeti sighed, pushed from his seat, and stood. I stepped back when they made their way past me.

“Ten years wasn’t long enough!” the woman yelled. “Ten fucking years, and it was like he never changed.”

“I changed, Ra! I changed the second you broke my fucking heart and left me!” Infinite yelled as he followed her.

“Swear to goodness, they love each other,” Yeti said, standing beside me. I watched as they continued down the hallway to the other door. The woman pushed it open, quickly turned, and slammed the door in Infinite’s face.

“Now you slamming shit?” Infinite kicked the door open and then looked both ways, trying to figure out which way she went. “Rage!” She didn’t answer, so Infinite turned back and headed toward us. “Bring her back, Yeti! I don’t care what the fuck it costs me. Bring her the fuck back here!”

“I’ll see what I can do,” Yeti laughed and shook his head.

Infinite stormed down the hallway and left the business wing. I looked over at Yeti, and he shrugged.

“They love each other,” was all he said, then headed in the direction the woman had gone.

* * *

“It’s last minute, and I’m sorry,” I said to Mahogany as I looked through the racks in her private studio. She looked up from her paperwork and waved me off.

“It’s not a big deal,” she said. Her curly red hair framed her face like a halo as she shook her head. “Trust me, these designs would never make it out of this room if it weren’t for you all.”

“Why?” I grabbed a black pantsuit and showed it to her. “They are beautiful.”

“Thank you,” she said as she stood. Her full belly jumped slightly, and I smiled. Even though she had a two-year-old running around at home, it was evident that she and her husband still had time for themselves. “Why black? I thought you said this was with your parents?”

“Because it’s with my parents,” I answered, and she lifted her brow. “We don’t have the best relationship.”

“I completely understand,” Mahogany said, nodding. “My mama can't stand me and acts like I don’t exist.”

“I’m sorry,” I said, and she waved me off.

“Don’t be,” she said, then put the pantsuit back and picked up a fitted black one-shoulder dress with a tie in the middle. It was simple but beautiful. “Try this instead. The pantsuit is business attire.”

“Okay,” I said, then took the dress to the back and changed. The dress fit perfectly, and I couldn’t help but admire myself in the mirror.

“What do you think?” Mahogany asked from the other room. I checked myself in the mirror and stepped out of the dressing room. Mahogany whistled, then clapped. “Yeah, that’s the dress.”

“I think so, too,” I said, looking down at myself. “You have some shoes, right?”

“Yep,” she said, then walked out of the room. I turned to face the floor-to-ceiling mirror she had and checked myself out some more. When Mahogany returned, she held a pair of strapped stilettos into the air. “These are it. I hope you can walk in heels.”

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