Page 10 of Kove and Xiah
“I’m proud of you, Kove. Don’t take this shit lightly. You and Riq have an opportunity to do some good shit. Don’t fuck it up.”
I smirked and nodded. “I don’t plan on it but here you go again sounding like my absentee father.”
Suleem shook his head. “Nah, I’m your brother, nigga. Cradle to the casket.”
“For sure. Cradle to the casket.”
“Aight, I’ma let you do your thing. Looks like you got a lineup trying to get your attention.” He nodded toward a group of women who had eyes on me. I wasn’t opposed but I also didn’t come here for that. Instead, I walked over to the table where my brother was seated and filled the seat next to him.
As soon as I stretched my legs to get comfortable, Yoel squeezed the ass of the woman on his lap. “Ay, give me a minute to holler at my brother.”
She pouted and looked at me before she kissed his neck. “Make sure you come find me.”
He tossed his chin, making no promises as she lifted from him and walked away. I watched her cheeks spilling out of the back of the shorts she had on and yanked at my beard, admiring the view.
“I haven’t fucked her yet. You want me to hook that up for you?”
I grinned then turned my eyes on Yoel. “When have I ever needed you to secure pussy for me?”
“Shit, I don’t know, things might have changed.” He removed a blunt from behind his ear and a lighter from his pocket and fired up. “I don’t know what you been fucking off with over the past couple years. You might need some help remembering what the brown skinned baddies bring to the table.” He pulled from the blunt then smiled. “Ain’t no comparison to our own.”
I chuckled. I had my pick of any woman I wanted over there but I didn’t get down like that so I had no issue clarifying, “Even if I wasn’t at home, my dick damn sure remained vigilant with finding its way to women that were a reflection of home. You got me fucked up if you think anything else could get my time or hold my attention.”
“Shit, I’m just making sure.”
“What’s your role in me locking down the contract I just got?” I stared at my brother who took his time returning the gesture.He tilted his head back and expelled a cloud of smoke before his eyes were on me. His expression was stoic as hell.
“Does it matter?”
“Nah, it doesn’t, but I still want to know.”
“Sovoya.”
“You fucked my agent?” I frowned thinking about the possibility. There were only three ways my brother knew to get things done—finances, fucking, and force. I couldn’t imagine Sovoya had dirt on her that he could use to force her hand. She seemed solid and about her business. I also didn’t believe she would take a payout to put my name in the right spaces to have me on the Royals’ radar which meant he didn’t have to come out of pocket. That only left one option…
“Nah, but I will when she’s ready to handle the type of time I’m on.” He gripped his dick and smiled lazily.
“That’s the last fucking thing I need,” I mumbled, looking across the yard at a woman who had eyes on me.
“I’m not gon’ blow up your spot.”
“How you even know her?”
“I don’t. Right place, right time. We crossed paths, she was talking her shit to some nigga she was trying to recruit. I overheard and asked her if we could have a conversation about my baby brother because ol’ boy she was vetting couldn’t touch you on the court. That’s it.”
I glared at him and he smiled before he clarified. “I’m not bullshitting you. That’s it. Just a conversation. I gave her your name. You ball, Kove. She wasn’t gonna pass on that. Riq also co-signed your skills.”
“Yeah, I know.”
His eyes were on me again. “This is all you, fam. Ain’t no handouts, so don’t go second guessing. I told you back then. Play overseas, get your weight up, and you can come home and demand whatever the fuck you want.”
I nodded just as the woman who had been eyeing me approached. She stopped between my legs. “You’re supposed to be celebrating.”
“I am. I’m chilling.”
She smiled and shook her head. “Chilling isokaybut I’d like to help youcelebrate.”
When a delicate hand extended toward me as an invitation, I took in the spandex shorts that were eye level because of her position in front of me. The print at the apex of her thighs was fat and had me intrigued. There was one free month before I had to put in work as a Royal. I might as well play a little.
