Page 144 of 10,000 Hours With A Rich Menace

“How many others had a problem with our friendship, and you end up calling me saying it didn’t work. What makes things different with her, Maverick?”

“She’s my wife and I love her.”

She chuckled. “Maverick and love don’t even belong in the same sentence. This is someone who has your attention, just like Kim, and then you’ll get back to calling and venting to me about it.”

I looked at my phone because she was trying to tell me how this shit would go, and I knew how it would go. It would go with me being happily married. “Angie, fuck all that shit you talking about. She’s my fucking wife and she got a problem with us having a relationship.”

“Who’s fault is that? Why would you tell her our past? What we have is special and has always been special. You are my person… soul mates.”

My jaw ticked. “Nah.”

“Nah?”

“You fucking heard me, Angelica. All the shit I was doing for you has to stop. I’m not only betraying my wife, but my best fucking friend. Jefferina doesn’t deserve that shit from me.”

She scoffed. “Jefferina decided to cut me off without ever hearing what really happened.”

“What really happened? You saw me in the kitchen eating and saw me stressed, pulled my dick out and sucked me off in the kitchen. Only reason I didn’t bust a nut was because Zoya came downstairs, and you hid behind the counter. You seemed to love sucking my shit in the kitchen, which is why Kora eventually caught us.”

The phone was on speaker as I rubbed my hands and listened to the silence. “We loved each other.”

“I ain’t even trying to hear all of that or revisit it. My wife means the fucking world to me, and if I hurt her, then I’m hurting me.”

“She has you having emotions… something you could never give me.”

Angelica was talking about everything else except what the fuck I was saying. Corleon said I didn’t need a conversation, but I felt like I did before I cut her off. Now I was thinking I should have listened because this conversation was getting nowhere, and it was making me feel different about her.

When Wonder said she groomed me, I was offended and pissed because that wasn’t the case. As I listened to her talk on this phone, I was feeling differently, and I didn’t like how that shit felt.

“Can we meet up somewhere? I want you to say this to my face... fly me in so we can have a proper sendoff.”

“I wish you the best, Angelica.”

“No, you don’t.”

“Shit, it sounded nice. Angelica, I don’t care if you call this phone again… just know I ain’t answering the shit. Spend more time trying to fix your relationship with your daughter than trying to see me. She’s fucking amazing and you missing out on the life that she’s building.”

“Phone works both ways, Maverick.”

“Yet, your phone always seems to work to call or text me.” She was trying to say something, and I ended the call.

The driver looked in the rearview giving me the signal that we were getting closer. “Boo, put this on for me.”

I handed her a blindfold, and she looked at it and then at me. “You not going to kill me, right?”

“Nah.”

“Send me to prison?”

I laughed. “Put the damn shit on, Wanda.”

She pulled it over her eyes, and I waved my hand in front of her to make sure her sneaky ass couldn’t see anything. The driver opened my door, and I went around and helped my baby out. She held onto me as we stood outside, and I grabbed her ass in the process.

“Maverick, my ass has nothing to do with leading me... why are we standing in the cold? I’m freezing.”

“Shit… I missed it.”

“Shouldn’t have tried to send it to prison.”

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