Page 82 of Love me Like XO

Thankfully, Gram was on the premises and already making his way toward me. He must’ve just gotten here, which means he caught the same news that I did.

“My bad boss, my baby girl is in the hospital.”

I looked at him for a moment to gauge his reaction, before speaking. “She good?”

“Ear infection. They got her together. I just got the call. I’ll work wit?—”

“Lue to find out what this nigga on the floor knows and who he’s giving information about our operation to.”

He nodded.

I finished speaking with him and went to find Zero. When I did see him he was standing at the pier staring out at what seemed to be the sun rising off the water. He had his back to me, but he had to hear my steps because he started talking as soon as I was close enough to hear. “Tired of pissy footing around and trying to be business as usual. Motherfuckers are at our heads. We gotta finish this shit. We expanded. Got more money coming in than either of us have ever seen. Now we gotta secure it.”

“Finish all of it. We started it, now it’s time to finish it.”

He nodded. “Right. First order of business, Georgio. I don’t wanna even wait on him to make do on one of his promises. I want his ass finished sooner than soon and off my own hands. Just gotta figure out where he han?—”

“The club Suzy works at. Him and the boys frequent there.”

He turned around and looked at me for a minute, almost like he was choosing his words wisely. “You good to converse with old girl o?—”

“Fuck outta here, I can have a simple conversation. Shit, if I can’t she can catch the bullet I wanted to give her for that shit she pulled at the shop.”

Ro laughed. “Making do on a threat you made to get her to do what you want, even though she did what you wanted.”

I shrugged. “She put herself there with me, but to keep it straight I’ll even pay her to give me what I need..”

The kinks were ironed out,so I went home to my baby. She was probably up watching the fucking news and making breakfast knowing her. I knew she didn’t have a client until at least eleven so she should’ve been home. Though Ree was outgoing like a motherfucker, she was a homebody. She could chill and go outside, but by Empress being out of commission it gave Ree only me to go out with.

“Late nights and early mornings. Let’s not start this Malik,” she spoke as soon as my lips touched the back of her neck.

“We’re not. I just had something to handle with Ro. What do you wanna do for date night later on?” I pecked her neck again.

“Whatever you want. I could even go for a picnic on the patio.” I could hear the smile in her face as she spoke that mushy shit.

“Nope, because then I’ll end up eating pussy on the patio and you riding dick out there too. Normal weekday for us. I’ll figure it out. Just be ready by seven.”

She giggled because she knew I was right. Next to the shower her favorite place for me to take her was on that enclosed ass patio. “Seven-thirty? I have a client at six-fifteen and I still have to go home to get something to wear.”

“Eight because them hos be acting like you’re gluing lashes to the big homie up in there. Got their fucking eyes about to be evicted with wings.”

“Malik.”

“What, I’m just fucking saying. And you wouldn’t have to take your stubborn ass home if you’d ju?—”

“Breakfast is ready. How many pancakes do you want?” she interrupted my statement. It was also her way of avoiding the move-in with me conversation that I was about to start.

Instead of calling her out on it, I allowed her subject change. Way I saw it is she had about two weeks. If she ain’t have the conversation by then she was gonna walk in that motherfucker and it be empty one day. “Gimme three. Especially if you used that lil’ round thing. They be about fluffy as fuck.” I walked over to the fridge to get the orange juice for Ree, and a bottle of water for myself.

We ate breakfast conversing back and forth, retreating to my bedroom where she begged me to let her take a shower alone. Of course that request was futile because a nigga needed to feel something. Something being her fine, soft ass. Then to make matters worse she bathed in this scent that my nose now automatically equated to her. It was her fucking scent, no matter how many others she used. I never cared what a bitch washed up with, but when Ree used thatKenScentualsBaby Luv body wash I always wanted to fuck right then and there. I wanted to put a baby in her.

“You’re supposed to be washing my back, perve.”

She broke my thought process with a giggle that escaped her lips seconds later.

“I was.” One hand caressed her back with the loofa while the other explored her hips and soapier parts.

“Ba..bby please not now,” she begged in the feeblest of a tone. She knew what I was up to and what was next.

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