Page 67 of Kove and Xiah
“It didn’t cross your mind to tell me that shit. You didn’t think I needed to know you have a whole fucking husband?”
She opened and closed her mouth several times and I laughed in irritation. “Man, fuck this, I’m out.”
“O…okay,” tumbled out of her mouth and that shit crushed me because she looked devastated.
“You said your friend is on the way?” Sovoya stepped up to Xiah and her tone was too damn soft for my liking. If anybody should have been ready to get on Xiah’s ass, I expected it would be my agent. Since we’d met, she’d pressed the importance of appearance, brand, and how the smallest slip could ruin my potential to make money. The last thing I needed attached to my brand was being here with another man’s wife, beating the shit out of him.
“Yes, Koa. She’s my best friend and attorney. We’ve been trying to track him down for months. He refuses to give me a divorce. I wasn’t expecting him to be here, so please don’t think this was planned. When I saw him here, I called Koa so she could bring the paperwork. I’m sorry this happened, I just…”
“It’s okay. Go with Kove, we’ll handle things from here.” She smiled at Xiah then looked at me like I was the problem when this shit was all on the woman holding back important details about her life.
“Take her home, Kove.”
My eyes moved from Jase to Sovoya, then Xiah, who looked like she was about to break. As pissed as I was, the devastation on her face had me doing the dumbest shit I could have done at the moment.
Taking her with me…
“Let’s go.” I glared at Xiah, waiting, but she didn’t move.
“I’ll stay. Koa can take me home. I want to make sure?—”
“Xiah, please go with Love. We’ll take care of this and I’ll make sure he doesn’t leave until Koa serves him with the paperwork.”
She hesitantly glanced at Sovoya before nodding and cautiously walking toward me. I didn’t wait. I turned to leave, not giving her my attention because at the moment I didn’t want to hear shit she had to say. At least not until I calmed the hell down. But no matter how pissed I was, I was gonna make sure Xiah was good. Like it or not, I’d claimed her the first time she let me explore her body, so mine wouldn’t let me bail and that was an entire fucking problem.
I didn’t sayshit to her on the drive back to The Metropolitan and she didn’t say a damn thing to me. I could feel her though. Her thoughts, the weight of what had just gone down, and her concern for what I was thinking.
We were both in our heads, but Xiah a lot deeper than me, because when I pulled into the parking garage for the hotel, she swung her head in my direction looking panicked.
“Why are we at The Metropolitan? You were supposed to take me home.”
I navigated to the spot for my suite and laughed arrogantly before I responded. “I wassupposedto take you home? I’m glad you know the script for how this shit should go tonight because I damn sure don’t.”
She stared at me for a minute, like she was at a loss for words, then pulled her phone out and started stabbing at the screen.
“Who the fuck are you texting?”
Bruh, I swear on gang it better not be that nigga…
“I’m not texting anyone. I’m scheduling an iDrive.”
I reached across the seat and snatched the device out of her hand.
“Kove, give me my phone.”
“Nah, you’re coming up with me.” I leaned back enough to push her phone into my pocket.
This damn woman had me about to kidnap her ass just to keep her near while I worked through how fucking angry I currently was.
“Why? You don’t want me here.”
I wish that were the case but she was dead ass wrong and that was the fucking issue. I wanted her here more than I wanted to be mad about the fact that she had a husband and didn’t tell me.
So I said some flawed shit…
“You’re right, I don’t wanna be anywhere near you, but you owe me a conversation. I need to smoke something and calm the fuck down so I can get the answers I need, and if you leave, I’m not gonna get that because I won’t see your ass again.”
“I already told you…”
