Page 120 of Don Caselli

“Pregnant, Landon.” It was like she remembered what we were talking about before she got caught up in Bando.

“She’s not keeping the baby.”

“Thank God… she would have hit a lick if she kept that baby. You need to be more careful when you taking down these women, fucking freak.”

“I’m just saying… I’m relaxed and chilled because I like to fuck. You over here tense and shit… don’t wanna know what you do, Zoy, but you might need to get done, too.” I broke out laughing, holding onto the cage because the shit was so funny to me.

“Mind your business. I don’t need any man. The men I’ve chosen in the past are bad enough and a damn lesson for sure.”

“Goon? I got a meeting with him sometime in the next few weeks.”

“Me and Gerald are friends,” her delusional ass convinced herself, because she wasn’t convincing me that she and Goon were friends.

Damn man had made it clear that she was end game for him, and he was gonna love her the way she deserved to be loved. “Keep telling yourself that at night, Zoy.”

“This is the same girl? The one that has you all smiling and in love.” She leaned on the gate, and Bando positioned himself to sit right up against her.

“Yeah… I love her, Zoya.”

She smiled. “And she doesn’t want to keep the baby?”

“Doesn’t want kids.”

Her eyes widened. “Really?”

“Yeah… made it clear to me and gave me the chance to walk away if I wanted to,” I explained, as I continued to read Mink-Mink’s paperwork.

“And you want to stay? Don, you never really expressed if you wanted kids. Then again, Menace didn’t want kids until it was something that needed to happen.”

“I’m cool with not having kids. I’m young, not trying to be nobody’s father.”

“Hmm?”

“What?”

“Nothing. I just find it very interesting that she is willing to give up a meal ticket. Aborting a billionaire’s baby is very unheard of.”

“Pooh ain’t like the rest… question.”

“Shoot.”

“Think Menace would come with me to get a vasectomy?”

Zoya closed her eyes. “And why are you doing this?”

“She has an appointment to get her tubes tied when she gets the abortion. Not trying to let her go through with that, not when it’s easier for me to prevent us having babies.”

Zoya looked up at me and reached up to rub my face. “Landon, that is the sweetest thing a man could do for a woman. The fact that you care that much for her, not wanting her to go through another procedure, is sweet.”

“I love her, Zoy… I want you to meet her, too. I’m having dinner at my house this weekend, and Menace and Stevie have said they’re going to come. I want you to meet her and her parents… her family is dope, Zoya.”

I couldn’t sing enough praises when it came to Navy and her family. The way they accepted and welcomed me and Bean’s ass was what made me want to introduce her parents to my sisters and brother. We weren’t as close knit as them, but they were my family.

“Can see that love is there. You made her a co-owner of a multi-billion-dollar basketball team. Are you sure about that, Don? I know she hasn’t signed the papers, and I can fix it.”

“It’s her parents, Zoy,” I lowered my voice, thinking about how her mother hugged me whenever she saw me.

How Ro was always so laid back and referred to me ashisguy. The shit wasn’t forced or fake because this was how they were. They took care of their people, and it didn’t matter what that person brought to the table.

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