Page 91 of Disrespectfully, Relic

“Good afternoon. You’ve reached Relic’s line. How may I assist you?” She put on her professional voice as Relic snorted a low laugh.

“Who is this?”

Her head snapped back at Logan questioning her like the bitch had clout. She bit her bottom lip and took a moment to not react like she was pressed or worried about every woman in Relic’s stable that he’d fucked while she was paying him dust.

“Again. This is Relic’s line, and he’s indisposed at the moment. Would you like to leave a message?”

“Whoever this is, tell him that he should really take this call because my man has information that can help him. Tell his ass that!”

“Where is your man, and when and where can they meet?” Kennedy dropped the teasing and jumped straight into business mode. Her eyes homed in on Relic as his posture grew rigid. “Hello?”

“Either put Relic on the line or—”

“Look, you dumb, delusional, ditzy ass bitch! I tried to be nice, but now you’re pissing me off. Do you think we have time for your fucking emotions when there is real business to handle? He’s not in the mood to get his dick sucked, so either putyour manon the phone, or tell us where to meet him. As a matter of fact, I’ll send you a location to meet him. If I don’t get a confirmation back within five minutes, I will ruin your life and beat your ass just because it’ll make me feel good. I’m hanging up, and your goofy ass better not call back.”

Kennedy banged in Logan’s ear before sending their location to her through text. When she stuffed his cell in her back pocket, Relic stared for a few seconds but then let her have it and grabbed the waters from beneath her arm.

“Do you want me to order more patties?”

Her eyes bulged. “You ate them all?!”

“While you were too busy gossiping with Judith about my personal business that wasn’t hers to tell, yes. I’ll check her about that shit later, but what all did she say?”

“Nothing that matters to me. Let’s watch the game until Tolli gets here because I know we’ve missed Jah tearing up the field.”

Kennedy rushed off before Relic could interrogate her further. There wasn’t a doubt in her mind that he was aware of the information Judith told her, but she didn’t want to admit it. She didn’t want to give him a reason to assume that she saw him in any light other than the one he’d shone on himself, exposing his beauty and ugliness that had kept her away for a month while she rebalanced after allowing him to knock her off kilter.

Although she sympathized with Relic, nothing had changed after seeing his handsome face. Kennedy had every intention of remaining distant while doing what her contract required, so she could stack her bread while moving on with her life. Relic had chosen himself, and she was doing the same. Anything in between was null and void.

Once they found seats next to his family, Kennedy pulled out her laptop so that she could get some work done while watching the game. Jahleel had put himself on her calendar every Saturday, so she made it her mission to attend if her hair appointment schedule didn’t conflict. She hadn’t run into issues so far.

“What are you doing?” Her eyes flicked to Relic as he sat down. He scanned the mockup flyer on her screen before reading, “Blaise’n Mics Fest. What the hell is that?”

“An event that me and Treasure are working on. We figured instead of the team waiting for show invites, we could create our own. I’m still looking into the numbers, location, and if it’s worth the stress, but I think it’ll be good for them. We can add a few mainstream artists as well to create a bigger buzz. What do you think?”

Relic leaned against her and grabbed her arm, rolling her sleeve to her elbow so that he could glide his fingers across her scars while tracking Jahleel dashing across the field.

“I think that whatever you come up with is fine, Kennedy. It’s your world.”

“Is it, really?”

“Until I say otherwise, absolutely.”

She hummed at that and placed her attention back on her laptop screen. With the way Relic switched up on her at the blink of an eye; her world ownership could get revoked at any given moment.

Kennedy struggled to finish her tasks with him gripping her arm like she’d run off if he let her go. It didn’t help that anytime she glanced up to check out Jahleel’s game, Savvy’s bright hazels were pinned on her with an amused smirk that only they could decipher. Kennedy tried her hardest not to laugh because she couldn’t imagine the shit going through Savvy’s mind after she’d cursed Relic to hell for hours on the phone with her girl after the shooting incident. She also knew Savvy wasn’t judging since her friend had been there and done that.

“Oh, shit, bro! You see phew!” Shabu hopped up, and Relic did the same, almost knocking the laptop off her thighs.

“My phone, Kennedy! Where’s my phone?”

“Oh!”

She shot up, retrieving it from her pocket before freezing at Logan’s name on the screen. Kennedy hadn’t even felt it vibrate. Her stomach coiled and filled with nerves as she peered up to see Relic clapping and cheering as Jahleel scored his first touchdown. When Relic looked over at her with the proudest smile, it waned as he studied her face and glanced down at his phone.

“You gon’ answer it, or should I?”

Kennedy expelled a heavy push of air before picking it up. “Hello?”

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