Page 21 of River & Crown
"Since when are you a gentleman?"
"Since I got with a woman who deserves one. Bring yo' ass outside, or I'm coming up to that closet-ass apartment and fucking shit up." I ended the call, and Four was all over me with questions.
"Who was that? And why they gotta come outside?"
"You'll see," I told her and rounded the corner onto Leah's block.
"Why are we on Leah's block?"
"Chosyn told me you called me a liar." I shifted the car into park and allowed my eyes to drink Four in.
Pretty didn't hold enough weight, and gorgeous wasn't bold enough. My attraction to River went beyond the realms of any language. She was Four, and being with her had me feeling like I witnessed a unicorn in real life. Everything about her was perfect, even her flaws. I didn't want to jinx shit but looking at Four was seeing my life as a husband in her eyes. The happiness of her being my wife in the curve of her smile. Four was myfuture in human form. No matter how fucked up her attitude was, no one was gon' jeopardize my happily ever after.
"I don't know why Chosyn ran her mouth to you. It wasn't that deep."
"Chosyn did what you should've."
"Leah said you promised forever with her and?—"
Again, I bust out laughing. Four's entire face twisted into a nasty mug, but fuck did she want me to do when she was saying bullshit.
"I'm tired of you laughing when I'm being serious."
"Four, what do you want me to do? You're letting a bitch who holds no occupancy in my life play in yo' face. Shit is hilarious 'cause I can see you believed that bullshit."
Before Four spewed more bullshit, Leah walked over with a few scratches on her face and a lump on the right side of her forehead. Four and I both hopped out the car.
"See talking shit will get yo' ass beat every time."
"What the fuck ever Crown. Why am I here?"
"A nigga has been at peace lately. I got the girl of my dreams... nah, can't even say some shit like that 'bout Four. On my best night's sleep, I couldn't dream up Four. She's one of one, birthed from my rib type shit. Fuck, look how she got me talking 'bout her. You hear the way I care for her in my tone, don't you?"
"I'm not answering?—"
Pulling my Glock from my waist, I sat that pretty muthafucka on the hood.
"A nigga finds happiness, and all of a sudden muthafuckas wanna think I found the sense the good lord forgot to give me. Forget how I give it up, and I'll remind you."
"Yes, I hear how much you care for her," Leah huffed.
"If you can hear it, then I know yo' ass can see it. Four and I have been within your vicinity a few times, right?"
"Yes."
"Ight, so that means you saw how crazy I am 'bout her?"
"Yeah, Crown."
"Ight, if you hear it and see it, why you out here lying to my bitch? A nigga gotta let you taste our love, huh? If I wasn't a selfish nigga, I'll let you suck my nut outta her pussy."
"Crown!" Four chastised, smacking my arm.
"Chill, I said if I wasn't selfish." I laughed.
"Please don't get ahead of yourself. It wasn't even like tha?—"
Four was on some sly shit when she moved around me to pop Leah in her mouth. I grabbed her, pulling her into me and locking my arm around her waist. Leah adjusted her clothes and then moved forward like she wanted smoke. I reached over, grabbing my Glock.
