Page 78 of A Toxic Redemption

"No, she said I needed to come today." She put me on a brief hold to speak with the receptionist. I was eavesdropping like a muhfucka because I wanted to make sure I was in the know on everything concerning her and our child. "Isn't Bino still out there waiting on us? He can follow us to the station, baby."

Until this shit with Kaine was handled, I really haven't been comfortable letting my girl out of my sight. If I was in the streets looking for the nigga, she was locked away at Jake's. Her folks were still in town, so for the most part she has had them to keep her company in my absence. Since all of my father's men have been knocked off, I've asked my cousin to be the one to follow them on their errands. He was more than willing.

"I just shot him a text and told him to follow you to the station, baby. I'll meet you there."

After exchanging 'I love yous', we disconnected the call. It wouldn't take me long to get to the station from this side of town, so I would be there to meet her shortly. Plus, Bino was going to kick it with her until I got there. I needed to make a quick detour before making my way to her.

"Mr. Simmons," my real estate agent greeted me as I pulled into the vacant lot. "It's nice to see you."

"My man, what's good?" We slapped hands as we entered the building. "I appreciate you finding me this spot on short notice."

With Lucky losing her bakery, I made it my business to find her another building. The one before me was more spacious and, in the end, cheaper than her paying suite rent. I was just here to purchase it because ultimately, she can decorate it and shit the way she wants to.

"It's not a problem." He smiled. This nigga knew his commission was going to be huge, so I didn't blame him at all. "What do you think?"

"Send me the paperwork." I looked down at the time and noticed I had to go. "I gotta go meet my girl, so I'll be in touch." Shaking hands once more, we left just as fast as we came, promising to get this business handled in the next few days.

After leaving Lucky's new spot, it took me no time to get to the police station.

"Hey, mama," I greeted her as I helped her from the car and pulled her into my embrace. "How are you feeling?" Peeping my head inside, I spoke to Sasha as well. "Sup Sasha."

"Better now." Luck smirked as she eyed me lustfully. "Where have you been looking this fine, Khalil?"

Chuckling, this girl was something else. All a nigga had on was a pair of Versace loafers, black slacks, with a matching shirt. Pops told me once if I was going to be a businessman, I needed to always look the part. I adapted to that mentality, and I'd been rocking with it. Plus, Luck couldn't stop throwing the pussy at a nigga. Like right now, she was looking like she wanted to get fucked in front of this station.

"Man, come on before I fuck you right here on the sidewalk." I draped my arm over her shoulder and kissed her temple as we walked through the lot. She giggled like a nigga was joking or some shit. "They better not take all day because I believe Sasha will leave your ass for real."

"She loves me. Plus, I will call David Walker so fast on her ass."

We made small talk about the appointment as we headed inside. I was relieved to know that all of Luck's tests and shit came back normal. Outside of a bit of dehydration and fatigue, she was perfect. I was going to make sure I fixed that, though.

"Hello, I'm here to see Officer Sims," Luck spoke once we reached the desk deputy.

The way the nigga was eyeing her, I wanted to spaz out on his ass, but I let him make it. The last thing I wanted to do was get arrested when I knew I was waiting on Kaine's call.

"Will you tell her Devyn Walker is here to see her?"

"Devyn Walker, huh?" The Terry Crews-looking ass nigga stood from his desk and extended his hand for her to shake. "I'm Officer Smith and—"

"And I'm not interested," she huffed. "I'm very pregnant," she palmed her growing belly, "very hungry and slightly horny. Will you go get Officer Sims so I can leave here and go fuck my man, please? Thank you."

Like the proud nigga I am, I pulled her into my chest and smiled brightly. For a minute, he stared at her before he dragged his eyes to me. It seemed he had just noticed that I was with her.

"And you are?" he asked as he began typing on his computer. "What's your relationship with Miss Walker?"

"MyandMrs. Simmons'relationship has nothing to do with you, my nigga." I mugged him as I removed myself from her embrace and pushed her behind me. I heard her groan, but I didn't give a fuck. "I can tell you about my relationship with Mayor Jones, though. Call him up and tell him Ceaser Mitchell's son Khalil said what's up."

At the mention of my father's name, his eyes grew wide. I felt a sense of pride and also sadness that he was respected by so many. He had really made a name for himself in this community, and that shit was dope. I just wish...

"Devyn?"

We turned behind us and were greeted by a cute and petite female officer. Although she was easy on the eyes, I wouldn't fuck with her even if Devyn and I weren't together. She was still an officer of the law, and I'd never trust those bitches.

"Yes." Luck smiled and shook her hand. "This is my—"

"Husband," I interrupted and peered over my shoulder at the nigga that was still staring at her. "Can we get this over and done with, please? I want to feed her and get her out of this heat."

"Follow me."

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