Page 101 of Quasim III: King Inferno

“You know your brother crazy, right?”

“Which one?”

“Shit,” Forty laughed.

“Menace… nigga gifted all of us, that fucking tank he rides around in.”

Zoya laughed. “Maybe he won’t be on my nerves because I refuse to drive that as my personal vehicle. Hell, I hope he gifted one of you the one he bought for me and Kora.”

“This nigga just be buying a quarter of a million dollars tanks for everybody?”

“The Caselli money goes very long and now goes even longer since that import deal.” She shrugged and leaned back in the chair.

“Baby cakes, I know you heard me beeping behind yo fine ass,” Goon came into the sunroom, and hit the IG shake with me. “Prince Inferno, you gonna leave me hanging?”

He looked between Goon and his game, and came running to hit the IG shake with Goon, then ran back to his game. “I don’t respond to cat calls out the window while driving on the highway, Gerald.”

“Since when is telling your wife she’s beautiful a crime, Babycakes?”

Zoya stopped looking in her phone. “I am not your wife, Gerald.”

He pulled her up out the chair, sat down and pulled her onto his lap. She didn’t fight him on it as he got close to her ear. “Yet.”

Zoya needed to stop playing because she knew she wanted this nigga. I knew one thing; she needed to give this nigga those chocolate fucking babies.

“What’s the word, King?” he rubbed the side of Zoya’s thighs.

She rolled her eyes while she continued on her phone. “Shit… fuck up with you?”

“Thinking about you leaving for Ashbourne… nigga gonna miss you.” Goon chuckled, as he wrapped his big ass arms around Zoya.

“I am going to miss my girl, but I know it’s needed. She needs to rest and bring this baby into the world. Selfishly, I’m prayingeverything is handled before she gives birth, so she can have the baby back home.”

Goon leaned back as he continued to rub the sides of her thighs. “You need to rest, too, Baby cakes.”

“What you mean?”

“Look tired.”

Goon stared at her, and she sighed. “Work must continue, no?”

“Yeah, but not at the expense of our health, mama.” He kissed her shoulder, and she picked her phone back up and busied herself with it.

“Such a glorious day today… feels amazing out here.” Blaze came limping into the sunroom feeling all excited.

“It’s fucking snowing.” I replied.

“In case you needed a reminder,” he walked by Goon, Zoya, and Forty, and showed off his wedding band. “I’m fucking married and grown.”

“The fuck does that even mean?” Forty questioned.

Capri came walking into the sunroom like a zombie. “My Suga is pregnant again… we’ll take twenty thousand a piece as a baby shower gift… ten for baby a and baby b.”

I moved over as she snuggled in next to me and laid her head on my shoulder. “You good, Pri?”

“That woman looked me dead in my face and said congratulations you’re having twins.”

I smiled at her. “You bout to give me more nieces and nephews… congratulations,” I pulled her into me, while Blair stirred from her sleep.

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