Page 30 of Fumble Into the End Zone

I could’ve sworn I gave my number to Harley.

I shook my head as I laughed.

Me

She is okay with me texting you.

Wifey

I doubt you asked.

Me

When are we going to see you again?

The gray dots appeared and disappeared twice before she sent a message over.

Wifey

Harley? Any time, but I’ll watch her daddy on TV.

Before I could respond, Bryce sent over a message.

Bryce

Can you pick something up for me tomorrow?

Me

It better not be anything illegal.

Bryce

I’ll send you the address. It’s a necklace for Kindness.

I smirked at his comment. Bryce was a goner. When a man buys jewelry, he’s marking his territory. I’m happy my guy found someone to make him happy because he deserved it. But Vickstill needed his ass beat in my opinion. I toggled back over to Mia, but I hit the call button instead and it rang a few times.

“Harley, what are you doing up this late?” Mia said with a giggle.

She knew it wasn’t my daughter.

“Harley gave me the okay to give her new best friend a call. We’re trying to set up a play date,” I said.

Mia sucked her teeth at my response. “I’m not busy this weekend. You are welcome to drop Harley off. I will give you a time to pick her up.”

“Nawl, Daddy is included on the play date as well,” I countered.

“Sorry, I only have room for one new best friend,” she said.

After she paused, I heard the sound of USPN playing in the background.

“Good, because I’m not trying to be your best friend. I had my mind set on being your other half,” I said.

Mia gave me a shaky giggle. I could tell at Kindness’s house she didn’t know what to do with my bluntness. The one misconception people attached to me was timidness. I don’t speak much and I ignore bullshit. Grandpa Allen always said a man with a plan, responsibilities, and something to lose didn’t waste time on unnecessary things.

“Marcus, I-I.”

“Want to spend time with me and my daughter this week? How about Wednesday? My grandmother knows all about you,” I interrupted.

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