Page 91 of Quasim III: King Inferno

I wrapped my arms around his neck and rested my face on his shoulder. “Meer, this is so much.”

“Look at me, Sug.”

I pulled my head up and looked into his eyes. “Give me the word, Sug… all I’m waiting for is for you to tell me this is too much and Big Pa gonna fix it… you know that, right?”

My lips pressed against his as he pulled me closer to him. He held me since being home like he never wanted to let me go. Every night before I laid on his chest, I thought about how helooked before going under in surgery and remembered how he looked so unsure.

How he didn’t know if he would come out of it and see me or his daughters again. I held onto that each time I got behind the wheel of my car and held my gun out the window. Quameer Inferno was my entire world, and living in a world without him wasn’t possible for me. I saw the love that his parents had, and how Mina, even when she couldn’t remember us, was so down for Papa. She lit up every time he came into the room, and was so in love with him now that she was healing.

The Inferno men had this aura about them, and it made you want to be inside of their skin. I never wanted Quameer to go. He saved me from myself when not even I could do that for myself.

“I always have to finish what I start, Meer. This is a career that I cherish and although I am stressed, I know when to step back and take some time.” I assured him.

“Minute I feel like this too much, I’m pulling you away from it.”

“Deal… Go bring Peach home…okay?”

He kissed me on the lips and grabbed my ass. “Make sure you feed my son, Suga.”

“It’s a girl,” I teased.

He smirked. “Being surrounded by my girls is the greatest honor. Long as my baby healthy, I could give a fuck about a gender.”

“Love you, Meer Cat.”

He kissed me again. “Love you more, Sug.”

As he opened the door, Brian was about to bust up in my office. Meer’s jaw flinched as he was about to say something, but Brian beat him to it. “Lucia wants you. The negotiator on scene just called for them to bring you to her.”

“Get the fuck outta here.” Meer raised his voice.

“FBI agents are waiting by the elevators with a car to take you on scene.” He continued to tell me, as he was catching his breath.

I stood there and thought about Irie. I couldn’t allow her to sit and possibly lose her life because I decided not to go and see Lucia. “Baby, trust me.”

“Fuck trust, Capri… that bitch has a loaded gun, and she wants you to come to her… fuck that shit.”

I walked over toward him and held his face. “You trust me?”

“Ain’t got sh?—”

“You trust me?” I asked again while searching his eyes. Words never needed to leave his mouth because his eyes told me he trusted me more than he trusted himself.

“You already know the answer to that.”

“Then let me do my job.” I walked over toward my small coat closet and pulled out my blazer, and then my gun. Checking the clip, I put it on a holster that was on my dress pants.

Meer was quiet, more than likely in his head, while Brian was quiet. The sound of my heels sounded throughout the office as I kissed my husband and waltzed out the room with Brian behind me.

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“Suga mama?” I stopped in my tracks and turned around, looking at Peach.

“Yes, Peach?”

“Promise to be careful? Please… come back to us, okay?”

Meer took place beside her and I wanted to cry seeing my family. “I’m always coming home to you guys. Never question that, okay?”

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