Page 74 of Love me Like XO

“Yeah, do me a favor and help her up outta here while I get the broom.”

His eyes stretched a mile long, before a goofy smirk filled his feminine features. “I got you, girl.”

I grabbed my phone and went straight to the back. I couldn’t get Malik on the phone quick enough.

“Yeah, baby I’m in the middle of handl?—”

“I don’t give a fuck what you’re handling. Handle these bitches, because if another one shows up at my job she’ll leave this motherfucker with a bullet wound.”

“What are you talking about, Taree?” He was confused, but I didn’t give a fuck. His confusion meant nothing to my anger at this moment.

“Don’t what are you?—”

“Yo’ calm yo ass down and tell me what the fuck you’re talking about!” Now he was angry, and I still didn’t give a fuck.

“Your bitch made an appointment then proceeded to come in here with an attitude. Then as if that wasn’t enough, her botched frame ass took the time to let me know that she has been suckingand fucking you for the last few years. I popped her in her shit, and whe?—"

“What was her name? What I tell you about the fighting shit, Ree?” Now he has the nerve to be pissed. What part of the game was this?

“I don’t know, the booking was for a Suzette. That ain’t th?—”

“I’ll handle it, but what I tell you about that shit? Yeen gotta put your hands on everybody because they piss you off. Some shit could ju?—”

“Bye, Malik.” I hung the phone up and slipped it in my back pocket. I knew he was gonna get my ass for hanging up on him, but I didn’t feel up to the lecture today. Especially when this was his fault. Had bitches known where they stood with him prior to us getting together, this wouldn’t have happened.

MALIK

It didn’t hit me that Ree had hung up on me until I was pulling up in front of the shop fifteen minutes later. I mean shorty had dead ass hung the phone up on me, then when I attempted to call back she let that shit roll over like I was a fucking goofy. She had to know I’d pull up on her no matter how busy I was, because when I walked in the semi empty shop, old girl at the desk immediately pointed me in the back.

“She’s back there.”

I gave shorty no response and continued to my destination. When I reached the back Ree was sitting at the little desk, with a mug plastered across her pretty ass face. She was pissed, because though she knew I was in the room she never looked away from the computer at me.

“That what you wanted?” I asked rounding the desk.

“For what Malik?” her voice was flat, and she was trying her hardest to focus on the computer, but she had to know I wasn’t going for that.

I turned her and the damn chair around for her to face me. “I’m not fucking the bitch nor is she sucking dick. So, what got you sitting in here with yo’ face balled up?”

She bit into her bottom lip, attempting to look anywhere but at me. When she realized I was willing to stand there with her stubborn ass for as long as it took, she began to speak, “It’s the principle. The bitch was bold enough to come to where I make my money.”

I chuckled. “You ‘round here pouting like you lost or some shit. Did I not tell you I’d handle it?”

She peered at me before nodding that big ass head of hers.

“I told you I had it because I do. It won’t happen again just like you won’t hang another fucking phone up on me again.” Then I leaned in and kissed the side of her face. “Cause if you do, wont nothing stop me from yoking yo’ ass up. Now get yo’ shit done and meet me at home.” I stood up straight looking her over seconds later.

“For what?”

“Yeen think you was hanging up on me without consequences, did you?”

“I did?—”

“Taree Phillips?” A voice at the front of the office made me look away from shorty. It was two uniforms at the door.

“Yeah?” she stood to her feet confused by their presence.

“Ms. Phillips you’re under arrest for the assault and battery of a Suzette Michaels.” Seconds later the stocky ass officer of the two reached for Ree’s hands and began to cuff her while the other read her rights to her.

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