Page 14 of Follow Me to Your Heart
“I-I don’t want any problems, man. I was coming to get a fix.”
“What you need?” I questioned.
“An eight ball.”
I nodded and thumbed my nose. “Lynn, go get that for him. Bring all our money while you’re at it. The two of you sitting on the couch need to gather up what’s on the floor and make sure those girls didn’t run off with any either. I’d hate to kill a woman for playing with us, but I will.”
They dispersed, immediately doing as I asked. I rubbed my eyes, feeling an excruciating headache coming along. All I could do was hope they didn’t make shit any harder than it had already been. I needed shit to go smoothly so I could get my life back on track.
A few moments later, Lynn appeared with the drugs and two duffel bags while the other two had neatly stacked the money on the table. Lynn served the junkie. The second he left, I nodded at Red, and he beat the shit out of Lynn. He was the head of the house he worked, so he would catch it worse than the other two.
“I need the money counted out loud and by hand from you,” I said, pointing at the first man on the couch, then the second. “And you need to explain why the fuck y’all thought it was okay to steal from O’Shea. Matter of fact . . .” I held my hand up and pulled my phone out. The phone rang twice before O’Shea answered.
“Tell me you got some good news for me, Cage.”
“I do. We found them, but I thought it’d be good for them to give you an explanation on their actions and why they chose to fuck with your money when you feed them.”
“Hell yeah.” O’Shea agreed, and I heard his music turn down in the background. “I’m listening.”
“I-uh-we-uh-Lynn made us do it! He approached us with a plan and said we’d split the money three ways. We could invest half to make a bigger profit.”
“So you mean to tell me y’all thought ten g’s a piece was going to be life-changing?”
Silence. The two on the couch looked at one another while Lynn rolled on the ground, groaning.
“Handle that, Red,” I instructed, and he wasted no time putting a bullet through Lynn’s skull.
“One down, two to go.” O’Shea chuckled. “Hit me up when you’re done, Cage.”
“I got you.”
Once the call ended, I put a bullet in the confessor’s head and listened to the counter count all thirty g’s. Red sent him to meet his maker, and I instantly felt relief and agony mixed together. The shit was over. Physically, I could take care of myself, but mentally . . . Mentally, I needed my best friend.
Two hours later, I’d met with O’Shea and gotten everything situated. Red and I went our separate ways. I was about to head to Korren’s when Lorie called me. It was as if my body knew who it was because my dick hardened against my thigh. The type of stress reliver I needed was between Lorie’s thighs and the only reason I answered the phone.
“What, Lorie?”
“Come see me.”
“For what?”
She kissed her teeth, and I imagined her rolling those sultry brown eyes at me. “You know exactly what for, Cage. I want some dick.”
“You better be glad I’m in need. I’m on my way.”
I hung up without waiting for her to reply. Her place was about seven minutes away from where I was at, so I decided to ride in silence. My mind drifted to Korren. I missed her ass more than anything. She was where my heart wanted to be. With her, I would feel immediate peace. The last few days wouldn’t matter because I’d be with my best friend, my safe place. I could bet she was pissed with me for not talking to her, but I had to put all my energy into finding them.
Why did I feel guilty for going to Lorie’s? A part of me felt as if I was betraying Korren. In my mind, I felt as if I was choosing Lorie over her, but Korren couldn’t do for me what I needed Lorie to do, no matter how badly I wished she could at times.
Lorie’s sexy silhouette could be seen through her window as I eased into her driveway. Every curve could be made out from her thick hips and voluptuous breasts. Her physique, cooking, and pussy were the only three things I missed about her. Everything else wasn’t worth my time.
She opened the door wearing nothing but a short, sheer robe. My mouth watered at the sight of her Hershey kiss nipples poking out at me along with the enticing aroma of a home-cooked meal. My stomach loudly growled, causing Lorie to giggle.
“I can fuck and feed you, Cage. Just let me know which one you want first,” Lorie expressed, rubbing her hands all over her body. The deep hues of brown in her skin glowed from whatever shimmery stuff she had on her body. When I heard the sloshing on her wetness from her fingers moving in and out of her opening, I figured I needed to be fucked first. A good meal would knock me out, and I had just enough fuel for her to empty me.
I closed the door behind me, grabbed Lorie’s hand, and led her to her room where I went straight to take a shower. It was no surprise that she joined me. Since I was tired, I allowed herto cleanse my body, enjoying the feel of the hot water and her soft hands. The second all the soap washed off my body, Lorie dropped to her knees and took me in.
“Mmm, fuck.” I groaned, leaning my head back against the wall.
