Page 21 of Too Many One Nights

“You gone eye-fuck me or say something?” he spoke, breaking me out of my lustful trance.

“Uhm, I was told you wanted to see me,” I stated, taking a seat in the chair that was in front of his desk.

“Yeah, I did. So, what you plan on doing about this baby situation?” he asked.

“What you mean? What do you plan on doing?” I countered.

“I’on plan on doing shit—” he started, but I cut his ignorant ass off.

“Listen. I’on want shit from you. Hell, I didn’t plan on getting pregnant in the first place. Especially not by a muthafucka who can’t even commit beyond a few hours. I wouldn’t dare put a child through that,” I spat.

“So, what you saying, Goldie?” His expression let me know he was pissed, but I didn’t give not one fuck.

“I’m saying I don’t have to have this baby. You’ll be free to go about your business, and I can go about mine.” I stood to leave because he had pissed me off just that fast.

“Goldie, if you kill my baby, you’ll be going with ’em.” I turned around to look at him like he’d lost his mind. A few minutes ago, he was acting like he didn’t want the baby. Now he’s threatening me.

“Boy, fuck you,” I seethed as I left his office. I stopped by the bathroom to get myself together before I went in front of the customers.

When I made it to the bar, it was already crowded. I logged into my register and got my night started.

“Just because he fucked you doesn’t mean you can come in whenever you feel like it,” Armani spoke. I looked over at her and she had a sour look on her face.

“Armani, please get the fuck out my face before I show my ass in front all these people. You’re so pressed about my pussy, yet you smell like you got something dead living in yours. Stay the fuck out my face, Armani. That’s ya last warning.” I bumped her shoulder as I walked off. I wasn’t about to put up with her shit either. Going to the opposite end of the bar, I looked and noticed Buck staring at me. Ignoring him, I went back to work. I wasn’t about to let his fine ass stress me out, either.

9

Chapter Nine

Buck

Iwasfrustratedasfuckwith Goldie’s lil’ ass. Hearing her insinuate she would get an abortion didn’t sit right with me. I’d hate to have to reunite her with our kid if she tried me like that. After looking over my inventory list, I shut my computer down and left my office. I had a meeting at D.E. so I needed to find Kasha to let her know I was leaving. When I made it upfront, I spotted her at a table near the bar.

“Wassup, Kash?” I spoke.

“You leaving?” she asked, taking her eyes off of her phone to give me her attention. The only thing was mine was somewhere else. “Buck?” she called my name. I broke the trance I had on Goldie before speaking to Kasha, who had a smirk on her face.

“Don’t start yo’ shit,” I voiced, pointing my finger at her.

Throwing her hands up in mock surrender, she replied. “I didn’t say a thing, but I see it all over your face.” She smiled. “You like her, and that’s okay.”

“You’on see shit, so watch out.” I laughed. Kasha was like a big sister to me ever since she started working for me. I had mad respect for her and vice versa. “The only thing you need to be concerned about is making sure this bar runs smoothly and my brother.” I smirked. Stacks was on Kasha hard, and she knew it, but she kept playing him to the left.

“I’m going to tell you like I told your brother. He ain’t big enough to ride this ride.” I didn’t know if she meant her age since she was six years his senior or her weight because she was a bigger girl. Either way, I know Stacks didn’t give a fuck about either. He had his eyes set on her and he would undoubtedly have her before it was all over with.

“If you say so. I’m out, but call me if you need me.”

Nodding, she went in the opposite direction while my eyes were still locked on Goldie. I saw her bump Armani’s shoulder hard as fuck and I knew that meant her stupid ass said some shit to her. I didn’t have time to babysit or play referee, though. I had a meeting to get to. They were both grown and knew how to handle themselves.

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I pulled up to DeLuca Enterprises right before the meeting was set to start. My pops gave me a knowing look, but I ignored his ass and got down to business.

“Maseo. I thought we told you that you were to give us forty-five percent of your profits in order for this shit to run smoothly?” I stated.

“You did, but business has been slow,” he lied.

“Bullshit. You just thought that you could get over, but you didn’t realize was that I was wrong muthafucka to try that shit with.” I was already aggravated, so coming in here and this muthafucka was trying to play me didn’t sit too well with me.

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