Page 76 of Mafia Kings & Wedding Rings 2: The Finale
“We’re good here, Brick. Congratulations on your promotion,” Fuentes declared.
“No doubt.” Brick nodded while they began to clear the room.
Once everyone was gone, I rested my hands against the pool table and bowed my head. I was proud of Staten and the decision he’d made. We were getting older, and the game was damn sure changing. When he brought all this to me and Brick, it didn’t take much convincing. Our family was growing, and we had gained enough over the years to keep us fed into the next century if we played our cards right.
“How you think that went?” I asked, lifting my eyes.
“Shit, cool.” Brick shrugged.“What about you? How’s Emerald?”
“Pregnant,” I replied, standing upright and fishing my cell from my pocket.
Brick spat his drink out and started to cough. Pounding his fist against his chest, he cleared his throat and tried to shake that shit off.
“Already? I know she went in for the implantation and everything.”
“Yeah. She got implanted alright. The natural fucking way.” I tapped away at my phone screen as I shot her a quick message, checking on them.
I hadn’t planned on sticking around this party too long to begin with. I knew Staten wanted to address everyone, and he made it clear we all needed to be present. Now I wasn’t in the mood for this shit. All I wanted to do was go lay up with Emerald while Jury talked my ear off. The last two nights with them had a nigga looking at this family shit with a whole new perspective. It was different when you added a child to the mix, and seeing Emerald as a mother was some shit I couldn’t get over. Watching her with Jury let me know she already had that nurturing shit down.
“Get the fuck out of here!”
“No lie, bro. She has an official appointment with her doctor next week to find out exactly how far along she is. Jordan lost her shit in that exam room.”
“Wait, Jordan fucking knows!” Brick spat.
“She was right there when the doctor came in and told us,” I confessed.
“Whew,” Brick whistled, shaking his head.
“Shit turned into some Jerry Springer shit right there. I had to tear them off each other.”
“Damn. Who won?” Brick teased.
“Fuck out of here,” I tittered before sending Emerald a message to ask her if she needed anything before I headed her way.
The last two days she’d been nauseous, and it was like she was finally starting to recognize all the symptoms that she’d been ignoring.
“C’mon, bro. I mean, I know Jordan ain’t no punk, and Emerald all petite and shit, but I never doubted she had them hands.”
“Nigga, shut up. I’m about to head out.”
“You ’bout to go cake up and shit,” he called me out.
“What these chicks be saying . . . and is,” I jested.
Emerald typed a simple response.You.It was all I needed.
“Soft ass!” Brick yelled after me.
I’d gone to the house to pack a bag to stay with Emerald for a couple of days. Once shit got settled with Jordan and she moved out, we could move back into my shit. Right now, I let her have it because I didn’t want to stir up anything else between us. Emerald’s spot was closer to work anyway, so it was a no brainer that I would spend a lot of time there. When I arrived, I parked on the curb outside her spot and pushed the door open to my car.
It was a cool night, causing a lot of the leaves on the ground to rustle around me when I planted my feet on the damp ground. It had rained a little on the way over, and the storm clouds were thick above me. There was some shit in the air I couldn’t put my finger on, and when I slammed the car door shut, a set of bright ass headlights nearly blinded me.
“The fuck!” I raised a hand to shield my eyes so I could see the car.
Pow! Pow! Pow!
The searing hot pain in my shoulder sent me right into the side of my car. Dropping the duffel bag I gripped in my hand, I immediately went behind my back for my Glock. I lifted my arm and immediately busted back in that direction. The car yanked around me and sped off. The impact left my back crashing against the side door and squinting into the darkness after thefamiliar looking vehicle. I just knew my eyes were fucking lying to me when I read the license plate.
