Page 66 of Kove and Xiah
“How are you dipping on your own shit?”
“Because I own it and I can.” He smiled arrogantly and walked away. My eyes moved to Xiah and something about the expression on her face had me tight. She looked angry and panicked, so I turned my head to figure out who she was looking at, because if anyone in here got out of line with her, they were gonna have to see me.
The nigga she had eyes on had his back to her but clearly something had gone down. By the time I reached Xiah, her eyes got big as hell when they landed on me, but she kept talking to whoever was on her line. I was ten seconds from snatching the damn phone from her hands because she turned her back.
“How fast can you get here? No, we’ve been here less than an hour and this is my first time seeing him. I don’t know, yes, God, Koa, please hurry up and get here before he leaves. We might not get this chance again. Okay, okay, I am. He’s right here, hurry.”
After she ended the call, she turned to me with her eyes darting up to mine then past me. When her eyes went wide again before they came back to me, I frowned, feeling annoyed as hell.
“Who the fuck is that, Xiah? And why he got you all panicked?” I threw my arm to the side, pointing to the nigga she kept checking for. “He do something to you?”
“Can we go out there for a minute?” Her eyes darted past me again and I turned my head just in time to see him frown and tilt his head to the side before he smiled smugly and moved our way.
“Nah, we can’t go nowhere, and since ol’ boy is on his way over here smiling and shit, I suggest you tell me who the fuck he is before he gets over here. Whatever the hell is going on feels like some bullshit.”
Xiah looked like she wanted to cry. “Kove, please, I’m gonna tell you but I promise it’s not what you think. Come with me.”
She slipped her hand into mine and started moving toward the hallway that led to the entrance of the building. I seriously considered breaking free of the connection but something about the way she was freaking the hell out had me following her. When we were in the hallway, Xiah turned to me and I had a feeling somebody would be getting fucked up because whoever had her looking like this was officially on my hit list.
“I need you to hear me all the way out before you say anything or judge. Can you promise me that?”
“Nah, I can’t promise you a damn thing right now. So who the fuck is ol’ boy?”
“My husband.”
Husband…
The word moved through my mind a million and one times before I could fully process that shit. I knew good and damn well I heard her wrong.
“Fuck you mean your husband?”
“Husband as in, married, same last name, the man she vowed to honor and cherish in front of all of our family and friends. Too bad for me, I picked a wife who doesn’t give a damn about those vows since she’s here with you.”
I swung my head to the right. When ol’ boy’s face came into view, I curled my fingers into my palm, trying not to crack his shit before I had all the details. But something about this niggadidn’t sit right with me. Wasn’t no fucking way Xiah was married to him.
And if she was…
“Xi, on gang, you better open your gotdamn mouth and say something that makes sense and I suggest you do that shit fast,” I warned.
“Xiah, I think you better explain who I am.” The smugness in his tone had me really fucking struggling not to knock his teeth down his throat.
“Bruh, shut the fuck up, this is not a conversation you’re a part of.”
“She has my last name. I can say whatever the hell I want tomywife. Why don’t you go back to begging those suits in there for money? I’m sure there are a few moresponsorswilling to throw a couple dollars at you. Looks like you need it.”
Something in me snapped and I blacked the fuck out. My fist connected with his face and I didn’t stop hitting him until someone pulled me off his bitch ass. I was about to swing on whoever had their hands on me but didn’t get the chance to because Jase’s big ass shoved me down the hall and delivered a look that dared me to try him before he spoke.
“Not the place or the time for this shit, Kove. I’m going to handle this mess. You’re going to get the fuck out of here and take her with you,” he stated calmly.
My eyes moved past Jase to see two guys dressed like security dragging ol’ boy in the opposite direction.
“Xiah, let’s go.”
She shook her head. “I can’t. Not until Koa gets here.”
“Fuck you mean you can’t?” I growled, walking closer until Jase blocked me from nearing her.
“I can’t. I’ve been trying to serve him for the past six months. I filed for divorce but he’s been dodging me. He sold the penthouse we used to live in and hasn’t purchased anything elseI can attach him to. He doesn’t have a nine to five job where the process servers can find him so I can’t leave until the papers are in his hand or this will never be over. I know this looks bad but it’s really not what you think. The only reason I’m still married is because he refuses to give me a divorce.”
