Page 46 of Maceo

“What the fuck did I say, Maceo! Get the hell outta my house.”

I huffed as I pushed back from the table and stood to my feet.

“You got something to say?” he asked, standing toe to toe with me. “You feeling froggy or something?”

“No.”

“No, what?”

I sighed. “No, sir.”

“That’s what I thought. Show me some damn respect.”

“I’m sorry, Pop.”

He looked at me for a moment before extending his hand. I was reluctant, but I shook it anyway. He pulled me in for a hug and kissed my temple.

“I love you, nigga.”

“I love you too, Dad.”

With my tail tucked between my legs, I left the house to go break the news to Shar.

“So… it’s just over?”Shar asked.

We were sitting in the living room with her straddling my lap. When I got home, she wasn’t there. I took the time to smoke a blunt and take a nice, long, hot shower to get my thoughts together. She’d come in just as I was preparing to rinse off. My lady had the remedy to make me feel better right between those luscious, thick thighs. When she stripped down and jumped in the shower with me, I didn’t hesitate to slide her right down on my dick.

While I was in my feelings about my father ending my contract, I also missed her. That was the hardest part of going on missions out of state with the family these days. I had to be away from the person I’d slept next to every night for the last eight months. Even when she wasn’t living here, I found my way into her bed, or she found her way into mine.

I sighed. “Yeah, it’s over.”

“Maybe it’s for the best,” she said, stroking my beard. “It’s been real, but honestly, Maceo, this one felt different. Like, I’ve never felt this way about another group of people.”

“Group of people or Charity?”

“Don’t even say that bitch’s name. You know I ran into her at the gas station, and she asked about you again. Talking aboutshe wanted to take you out for lunch as a thank you. That’s three times she’s brought you up in conversation. I couldn’t let that shit slide this time.”

“What did you do, Sharina?”

“I promptly told that bitch you weren’t going anywhere and to find herself something safe to do.”

I shook my head. “Please don’t go getting in a fight.”

I remembered the first time I’d seen her come to blows with another female. I was chilling in Deuce’s club with the fam, turning up for Mia’s birthday. This was before Shar quit her job. She’d gotten off late, so she met us there. A few drunk hos made their way into our section. Of course, Deuce and I didn’t pay them any mind. He was rude, and I just ignored them while they entertained Smoke, Steel, and a few of my cousins.

Mia was drunk and feeling extra nice, because her ass didn’t have any friends outside of the family. They gave her compliments, and she let them stay. I was minding my business, when one of the drunk girls came and sat next to me. She was cute, and under other circumstances, I probably would have smashed. But I had Shar, and I was feeling her, so a drunk ho wasn’t gonna fuck that up.

She didn’t get the hint with me ignoring her or slapping her hand away from my dick. I didn’t hit women, but I wanted to throat punch her ass. The moment she stood up, I thought she was going to walk away, but she did the opposite. She planted her ass in my lap and started grinding on me to the music.

My first reaction was to shove her away and stand up.

“What the fuck you doing?”

“I just wanted to dance?—”

“I was trying to be nice by ignoring you, but you pushing it. You gon’ fuck around and get your ass beat in here.”

“By who?”

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