Page 48 of Maceo

“Why?”

“I uh… I might have told her a little about my new job.”

“Shar.”

“In my defense, my daddy asked me first, and you know I can’t lie to him. He brought it up to her.”

“And just how did this conversation come up?”

“He was questioning me about where I got the money for the watch I bought for his birthday.”

“Why didn’t you just say you got it from me?”

“I did… technically.”

That was how I knew she embellished. When she wanted to lie but couldn’t, that was her favorite word.

I groaned. “Now we’re about to go sit through a lecture. I just had one with my dad, baby. I’m not trying to hear that shit again. It’s over and done with now.”

“Well, if you don’t go to her, she’s gonna come to you.”

I sighed as I eased her off me. “Let’s just go get this over with so I can come home and get some sleep.”

I really didn’t feel like being yelled at again, but I knew Ms. Cicely really would pull up to this house. Maybe it was a good thing this was over now. At least now, nothing was hanging over my head.

When I broughtup talking to Jaeda to Maceo, I wasn’t asking for permission. I was simply making him aware of my intentions because I was going to do what I wanted, regardless. I just needed the perfect moment. He was already a little irritated after his father blasted him, then he had to sit and listen to my parents go off about me being involved in his family’s business in any way. I felt bad that they were so worried for my safety, not knowing that they had every right to be.

We didn’t tell them everything. As far as they were concerned, I was working with the charity foundation. If they knew I was in the field driving the getaway van for victims who had been snatched up, they would have flipped their shit. I hated lying to them, but the less they knew, the safer it was.

After we got back from having dinner and conversation with my parents, I rolled him two blunts, got him good and high, thenfucked him right to sleep. The combination was sure to have him knocked out well into the morning.

It was about nine o’clock when I rolled up to Jaeda’s house. I’d texted her before going over because sometimes my girl could go to bed early like she was somebody’s granny. She said she was up sipping wine and watching reality TV, so I headed over.

I didn’t get a chance to knock on her door before it was opening. She stood there in a pair of flannel pajama bottoms, a graphic tee with the word “Nerd” written across the front, and a pair of fuzzy slippers. Her hair was pulled into a messy bun and her glasses perched on her nose. She was absolutely adorable.

“Hey, boo,” I said, pushing her glasses up.

“Hey. Come on in.”’

She stepped aside to allow me entry, and I stepped inside. Kicking off my shoes, I made my way over to the plush, oversized pink sectional. Jaeda’s home was every bit of her. The entire thing was decorated in shades of pink, white, nude, and gold. Everything was color coordinated and very neatly put together. There was absolutely no trace of a man being present. If she ever got the nigga she was pining after, sis would have to change everything.

As I sat down on the couch, I noticed her phone was unlocked. On the screen was the dating app Mia had told her to get off of. She quickly picked up the phone and locked it before tucking it under her thigh.

I giggled. “I see you’re still at it.”

“Please don’t start.”

I raised my hand in surrender. “I don’t have anything to say. You’re grown, and that’s your business.”

“What brings you by? I thought you and my brother would’ve been going at it by now, considering he’s been away for four days.”

I smirked. “I put him to bed before I came over here.”

She frowned. “Ew.”

“Don’t be a hater ’cause you over here beat boxing on your clit with that rose.”

She laughed out loud as she mushed me. “Shut up!”

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