Page 136 of 10,000 Hours With A Rich Menace

“He won’t leaveher alone and I’m not going to stick around while he tells me what he’s going to do. I don’t care who he thinks he is… I am Stevie, and I’m not going to come second to some cougar.”

Skyler looked down at her phone. “Your grandmother is calling me again.”

“I blocked her number after our last conversation. Plus, Maverick told me that I wasn’t giving her no groceries after the way she spoke to me.”

“Well, I love this new and improved Stevie… what is it the dickkkk?” she busted out laughing and then straightened up when she realized that I was serious. “Sorry. Nanny is bitter and she has never been there for us like a real grandmother should have. All she wants is to worship her sons who aren’t worth the skin they are in and continue to talk down on our mothers. Let my father deal with her… not my problem.”

“Raye’s ass is a goner so all she’s going to have to depend on is your father.” I shrugged.

Skyler rubbed my arm. “How does that make you feel? Do you wanna cry?”

I looked at my cousin and laughed. “Fuck Raye… the way he acted with my mother, I don’t care what happens with him. He didn’t give a damn about her life, so why should I care about his?”

“I feel like a proud mother watching her child grow in front of her eyes.” Skyler smiled and nudged me because I’m sure I had a frown on my face. “How long do you plan on ignoring him?”

“He got me arrested because of a stolen ring and then had the nerve to send flowers to the apartment telling me to bring me and my pussy home. I’m not going back home because he’s a fucking lunatic.”

“Well, you knew that when you wanted to be allMaverick, I love you… Maverick forever,” Skyler snickered.

“The fact that Jeffie doesn’t even speak to her mother says a lot. Why does he need to speak to her? I have a problem with her calling or texting and he’s always available for her.”

“As you should. If he doesn’t want to fix the problem, then you stay right with me. I just don’t understand why you had to escape and take poor Duke with you.” She looked over at Duke, who was standing in front of the store.

We were shopping because I needed something to take my mind off the whacked out lunatic that I married. I didn’t expect to get arrested because Menace – he wasn’t my Maverick – got me arrested because I decided to sneak out the house.

Poor Duke tried to fight the cop as they put me in the back of the squad car because the ring I was wearing was reported stolen. I was only in there for an hour before Jeffie had Zoya straighten everything out.

I was pissed.

Did I squeeze all the toothpaste out the tube and switch his body wash and face wash in the shower?

Yes. Yes, I did, and I enjoyed every minute of it before I moved his phone from where he put it every night.

Jeffie sent me a picture of the bedroom and he was clearly upset because he tore that room up. I was standing on business when it came to this, and if he wanted his wife like he told me he did, he would fix it and make sure he deleted her number and stop communicating with her. She was his past, and it was unhealthy of him to keep in communication with her.

If she moved on, then why the hell was she still reaching out to him?

“Duke owed me this favor since he was the one who kidnapped me in the Bahamas.”

He looked over at me. “You still not over this shit?”

“No I am not.”

“Steve-o, you gotta let some shit go. Your husband keeps calling me, what you want me to tell him?”

I shrugged, as I walked over toward him, and he put the phone on speaker. “What up, Boss?”

“Oh shit, I’m Boss again, Duke? I could have sworn you let my fine ass wife talk you out of a job… where is the loyalty, D?”

“Where’s yours?” I muttered.

The line became quiet. “That’s my boo, D?”

I told him to say no, as he held the phone unsure of what to say. “Yeah.”

“Wanda, bring yo’ ass home… I gave you some time, but now I’m starting to get mad… I forgive you.”

I scoffed. “You forgive me? Mitchell, you can continue to sleep in that bed alone. I know for a fact that you not sleeping well, either… and for the record, I might let someone sleep in your place. See how you feel.”

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