Page 41 of Lost In You
I slowly shook my head as Asad and I made our way inside. He extended his hand to shake Seneca’s, and he frowned. Mydad chuckled and said, “Shiiiid, you ain’t seen my wife. You would want all this flavor.”
I fake gagged and rolled my eyes. “Now I see where you get that shit from,” Asad said.
“Daddy!” Jayceon yelled.
“Go check on him, baby.”
He hopped up from the couch as I went to the door to see what Daddy was talking about. As I approached, I heard Seneca say, “I would feel way more comfortable if you go put on some shorts or pants, nigga. Y’all country niggas something else, man.”
My dad chuckled. “You at my house, nigga. Plus, I’m still high as shit. Like I told my daughter, you better be glad I gotanythingon.” Before I could tune out the conversation, that nigga said, “Dick would have been swinging everywhere.”
I literally gagged. My daddy didn’t have even a partial filter at times. The only time he did was when kids were around. He typically didn’t talk like that in front of me either. While he knew I was having sex, he didn’t get as detailed about it with me. That damn Chas was another story, no matter how much I declined interest in the subject. She came down the stairs with some shorts for him, and he tongue kissed her right there in front of Seneca. She walked off, and he smacked her ass, then turned to Seneca. “What I told you? Fine as fuck.”
God help me now!
SIXTEEN
ASAD
“Daddy,that sounded like really loud fireworks. What was that?”
I took a deep breath and sat on the bed next to my son. “They were shooting guns.”
“Oh! Like when you went hunting that time?”
Choosing to keep him as innocent as possible, I said, “Yeah, just like that.”
They were hunting alright. They were hunting humans. My nerves were on edge, because I could hear the bullets whizzing by us. I could also hear them hitting my truck. Had they hit it in the right place, that shit could have blown up with us in it. Our lives were suspended in mid-air all because we needed to fuck. I knew we should have gone to a hotel. Listening to Shani, I decided to stay here.
That shit was so fucking good too. I hate this shit had overshadowed it. “Daddy needs to go back downstairs to see if they need help getting their target. Go on back to sleep, man.”
“Okay. Good night, Daddy.”
“Good night, man.”
I kissed his head and helped him get back under the blanket. Leaving the room, I quickly walked down the hallway to the stairwell and saw Ali and Philly coming inside. Making my way down the stairs, I was glad to see Mr. Jasper found some shorts to put on. Ashanni met me halfway and wrapped her arms around me.
“How is baby boy?”
“He’s okay. I told him somebody was outside hunting.”
She took a deep breath. “Well, you didn’t lie.”
We walked back to where they were, and Ali stared at me. “That wasn’t her. That was Milana’s thorn. I supposed she asked her to help take y’all out. Next time y’all wanna fu— Get a room,” he said, glancing at Mr. Jasper.
The nigga was already high and unfiltered. He looked over at us as his face reddened. I could play connect the dots with his freckles. I just knew he was angry, until that fool said, “I guess our demons got into y’all. I apologize.”
Ashanni rolled her eyes. He was definitely high, because there was no way he would have joked about that shit, especially not in front of me.
“So it was Nita?” Ashanni asked.
“Yeah. Her ass should’ve been got back when we were in World War III out here. Better late than never. I knew she was shady. How she gon’ roll up on Milana and offer her money and then turn around and do some fucked up shit like this?” Ali said.
“She was tryna get everybody to relax, thinking she was cool,” Seneca said.
“She could have just stayed quiet to convince us of that,” Philly added.
“No shit. So now what?” Mr. Jasper asked.
